End of this fic. Sorry it took so long to get part 3 up. Writersblock.! Thanks to everyone that supported it along the way :)
Sami hums as he pulls Roman towards the bed by his t-shirt, hand fisted in the cotton as turns on his heel and pushes forward until it forces the other man to lie on the bed like a ragdoll. Wide eyes watch him as Sami leans against the mirror door of the standard hotel room wardrobe. He gives Roman a minute. Frankly Sami needs one himself because what started as a hunch and a maybe has become a very tempting reality. He knows he can do this, give Roman what he needs, but there will always be the part of him that doubts his ability as a dominant when faced with a sub so much larger and more powerful than him.
It is one thing for a dom to know their sub is larger but Sami has been thrown around the ring by Roman. He's been dismantled by Roman before. After a second he meets those wide eyes and nods. Roman's hands and fingers are a twisting mess in his lap and that is what gains Sami's focus, makes him give that first command. "Stop that."
Red pulses across Roman's cheeks and Sami curses to himself as he begins to remove his shirt and slips out of his trainers. Simple actions and reactions tell him Roman has not been cared for often, not how he likes and that sends a string of thoughts across Sami's already busy mind. Mostly murderous ones.
"Take your shirt off. Lie on your front."
Roman watches him for a second but then tension leaves his shoulders and he does as requested. Sami is not going to hurt him or take advantage. They have an agreement and Sami hopes that even if they have not spent all that much time together in the past Roman still knows he's a stand up person.
Roman's back is lit up with forming bruises and angry patches of skin that will hurt tonight and dull tomorrow. Sami clucks his tongue against the roof of his mouth and moves towards his bags with a purpose. The condom he merely chucks onto the bed but the lube he takes and squirts onto his hand as it is as good as anything else. Without another word Sami moves onto the bed and straddles Roman across his ass. The other man groans and flexes his fingers into the pillows around him but otherwise remains still. Sami presses his slicked hands to the middle of the other man's back and presses down, then out and around and settles into the rhythm of easing the pain while Roman sighs into the pillows.
"Why?"
"It is how it should be." Sami states simply as he continues to work the tight muscles and sore spots. "You need someone to take care of you and that is more than...well more than you are used to it seems. More than sex."
Muscles tense under Sami's fingernails and he feels himself being pushed up before he lifts himself too and shoves Roman back into the mattress with his groin and his hips and his sheer determination. The impact of hard groin and soft sheets dazes Roman for a split second and that is all Sami needs. "Stop. I'm here now. I don't know who the hell had you before but this is me and this happens together."
"But I-"
"I'll take care of you. Trust me?"
"Ok." Too quiet. Too heartbreaking.
"Good." Sami states for the sheer lack of anything else as he eases the stress from Roman's shoulder blades. "Such a good boy."
He allows his finger nails to trail softly down hard muscle until they hit the fabric of Roman's sweatpants. He curls his fingers under the rim and stills them there until Roman shifts under him and Sami knows he can shift himself off the bigger man and drag the material down until he can throw it back against the hotel room wall. He groans at the sight. Tanned and tight and oh Sami wants it.
"What do you want, Roman?" Sami queries while ghosting his fingers over the fullest curve of Roman's ass.
The flesh shudders beneath him and Roman makes a few attempts to speak before Sami can make it out. "Wanna be fucked. But...not too hard. I'm...I'm sorry...I'm not."
"Hush you." Sami keens, already understanding. Some need someone to take control and give them the praise they need but not all need it hard. Not everyone needs to be hurt in any real way. "You're fantastic. Fantastic for me. Just for me."
Sami smiles at the shuddering breathe and reaches for the lube again as he coats his fingers. "On your stomach."
Roman flips as if taking a move and something in Sami's stomach coils. Wide eyes meet Sami's and the smaller man simply smiles while encouraging wide and hard thighs to part. "Such a good boy. So pretty. So wanting. All for me? I'm so lucky."
Roman's eyes seem to struggle to focus and Sami cannot help but smile gently. Sometimes this is the best way to have a sub. Not to dominate them in the traditional sense but to see them hand themselves over with trust. To have Roman, so big and tough and him , trust Sami is a breathtaking feeling. It almost overwhelms Sami for a second.
"Ok?" A nod. Sami crawls up and crushes his lips to Roman's. He feels bad for not doing it sooner. Be safe. Be happy. Be mine. He tries to push it all forward. If it is a onetime thing he will respect that and never mention it but he approached Roman for a reason and he hopes he can convey that with the press of his lips and the flicks of his tongue.
Sami pulls back with a gasp, sure his cheeks and neck and chest are red and damn him being a redhead but Roman seems too dazed to notice. Sami kisses lips and neck and chest and naval until he can gently push legs over shoulders and suck on the soft flesh of Roman's thigh. He welcomes the gasps and the way Roman's crotch lifts off the bed and then falls back with huffs of breath. He lets his tongue follow the line of Roman's crotch until his nose is twitching with hair and his lips teasing hard cock.
He dips past the straining muscle and accepts hot pre-cum smearing his forehead as he licks at Roman's balls and feels him buck up just as he presses a slicked finger to the other man's hole. Ducking further Sami licks between Roman's hole and the underside of his dick as he adds another finger smirking to himself as Roman splutters and tries to make sense. Moving back he wraps his tongue around Roman's dick and hums around hot flesh just to see the reaction. Releasing him for a second he adjusts to make sure his hand can wrap around him and pinch, making Roman keen once again. "Such a good boy. You make me so hot. So hard. No one ever look after you like this baby?"
"Always. Think. I'll - FUCK- take charge but I 'm not-" Sami cuts that off with a kiss, adjusting himself again to engulf Roman's mouth while still pressing the tip of his thumb to the head of the other man's cock. "Pleasefuckme."
"Mmm. Guess I can do that." Sami mumbles against hard pecs as he shuffles back down. Internally he wants to seethe but Roman needs him. If he gets this right he could have Roman. Permanently. It upsets his mind. Too many thoughts.
Without warning he returns his fingers but adds another, adoring that leave Roman's lips as he does so. Keeping one hand on Roman's chest and massaging muscle he adds another and begins to scissor them while watching Roman's face. He wants to make Roman feel good, not hurt. "You good?"
"So good."
"You gonna be a really good boy and take another." Roman nods and Sami grins as he lubes up his fingers more and attentively stretches him further while never going too far. "You're so close. You want my dick, Roman? Huh? Youwantit?"
"Please."
Sami needs another moment to think. Roman. Reigns. Shit. "Arch for me. Show you need me."
Pulling his fingers free Sami takes a moment to grab his discarded t-shirt and wipe his hands on it before reaching for the condom and stretching it over his dick. The lube takes another few moments and that is when he has to think about it. Roman is spread wide before him, naked, panting. Dull eyes are watching, waiting, and Sami feels his resolve tremble before he hears that iplease/i.
Sami moves before thinking, forces his lips on Roman and groans at the fingers in his hair. He keeps one hand tangled in Roman's hair as he shifts and forces Roman to shift himself up the bed. One leg is sprawled to the left and the other ends up half over Sami's shoulder but the important thing is that Roman nod and Sami shifts and then he is in heaven.
"Such a fucking good boy. You are amazing. I could...for the rest of my life I-fuck" Sami wheezes himself through it as Roman groans and arches and in general blows Sami's mind. When it is over he collapses on Roman's chest and stops to think about it all. "Do you...feel good?"
"So good."
"Be mine. My good boy?"
"So good. I promise. So good for you, Sami."