Made To Be Broken

EPILOGUE (pt. 2) : "May The Circle, Be Unbroken"

“As I lay by your side and hold you tonight

I want you to understand,

This love that I feel is so right and so real,

I realize how lucky I am.

And should you ever wonder if my love is true,

There's something that I want to make clear to you.

 

There's no way I can make it without you,

There's no way that I'd even try.

If I had to survive without you in my life,

I know I wouldn't last a day.

Oh babe, there's no way.

 

I never knew until you, what I was missing.

Now you say "Forever." I find my heart, it's listening,

Yes, I'm listening.”

- There’s No Way,  ALABAMA

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 “I want you to relax, okay, baby?” Jonah hovered over the top of Noble, supporting himself on his arms as he lowered down just enough to kiss his mouth – and for his arousal to graze tentatively against Noble’s own, causing his member to respond with gentle twitches and immense swelling.

Noble swallowed thick and nodded, his throat too tight to offer a verbal answer. He touched Jonah’s ribs with hesitant fingertips, caressing his warm skin, aching to pull the man down against him, inside him. But even if Noble begged for it, Jonah wouldn’t move that quickly. He was savoring this, and had no intentions of rushing it.

His mouth dropped to Noble’s throat and sucked sensually at his sensitive skin, applying enough pressure to assure he would be marked come morning. Loving the feel of it, Noble moaned and his hips lifted on their own. A soft – “Mmm” – sifted out of Jonah when Noble’s most intimate parts reached for him, pushed lightly against him. He let his hips lower a little more, touching Noble more completely.

Another moan rolled up Noble’s throat when Jonah nuzzled his ear, sucked his earlobe then shifted and moved lower, laying firm kisses down the center of his chest, the man’s rigid member dragging against his thigh, leaving a warm smear of wetness. Noble’s chest caught with a hitch as Jonah nipped one of his nipples then circled the firm bud with his slick tongue, teasing the flat surface. “Mm!” Noble arched a little and gripped Jonah’s shoulders, his fingers finding their way to the man’s hair.

Jonah covered the nipple with his full mouth and sucked hard.

“Uh!” Noble arched more fiercely, and his lower body thrust upward on reflex, gouging Jonah’s stomach with his solid erection.

He felt the man smile as he continued to suck his chest, and then slip one hand between them. Noble shuddered when he took hold of his shaft and stroked him slowly while he shifted to the other nipple and gave it ample attention as well.

“Oh god…” Noble whimpered and pushed his member through Jonah’s fist, hips rocking gently with the rhythm of his lover’s hand. His fingers slid up the back of his head, grazing through his soft black hair. How had he lived so many years believing this was wrong – when nothing had ever felt more right in all his life?