It was inevitable that they would sleep together. Howard had murmured softly about futons and spare pyjamas in between kisses, but they both knew that however the evening played out, it would not involve Vince tucked up in the futon by himself. They made their way back inside the apartment, managing not to fall off the roof, but only just.
"Show me your bedroom," Vince asked, nibbling along Howard's collarbone.
Howard repressed a groan and manoeuvred the smaller man through the door. They somehow managed to undress each other without ever breaking their tight embrace and fell backwards onto Howard's lumpy single bed. Vince kissed his chest and stroked his arm with feather light touches of his fingertips.
"I found you," he whispered into the crook of Howard's neck and kissed the pulsing jugular softly, with a hint of teeth.
It wasn't like the awkward scrabble of clothes and muffled curses that sex usually was for Howard. Vince wasn't like any of the (admittedly few) people he'd brought back to his tiny bedroom, after several weeks of stop and start courtship. He was bright and beautiful, like a dying star. It was a cliché, but their bodies fit together like they'd been made to. Their lips found each other in the darkness, after blindly kissing cheekbones and noses. He placed his hand on a rounded hip, almost like a woman's, and stroked downwards.
"Want, want you inside me," Vince gasped.
Howard nodded and kissed him before getting out of the bed to rummage in his bedside locker. When he returned with a prehistoric tube of astroglide, Vince was shivering slightly.
"I haven't got a condom," he said, "We can do something else."
"No... I trust you. And I'm clean too," Vince said quietly.
He felt some apprehension at the prospect of unprotected sex, this was yet another thing that he Did Not Do, but he was doing an awful lot of those things tonight, so why not just throw caution to the winds at this point?
Vince was biting his lip and he was looking away in embarrassment. Howard turned his face towards him with his thumb and forefinger and kissed him chastely several times on the mouth, before Vince began to kiss him back again.
"Have you never done this?" he asked kindly.
"Yeah, but not from this position," Vince admitted.
"Oh," Howard said, "I don't mind if you would rather..."
Vince shook his head.
"I want it to be you," he said and Howard felt his chest tighten and his stomach drop out of him.
"Sure?" he asked.
Vince kissed him again and felt between them for his erection. Howard felt a small part of his soul fall away at the first touch of those long fingers around his swollen cock.
"I want you to put it in me," Vince said with his hand stroking firmly along the shaft.
Howard unscrewed the top of the lube and squeezed a generous amount into his hand, thinking it was better to err on the side of caution if Vince wasn't used to being on the bottom. He rubbed it over his fingers and felt between the twin creamy buttocks for Vince's small puckered hole and inserted one finger up to the second knuckle, wiggling it slightly. He looked at Vince's reactions closely to each tiny movement and after a while eased a second finger inside him. Vince gasped and gritted his teeth against the sharp pain of his stretched hole. Howard poured more lubricant onto his fingers and moved his fingers slowly and carefully.
"Ok, I'm going to do it now," Howard said, taking his fingers out gently.
Vince nodded and his eyes widened as he felt Howard nudging at his entrance. Howard entered him slowly, allowing them both to adjust to the new sensations. He began to slowly move in and out of the wet heat, not wanting to hurt the other man, until Vince started to move his hips with him. The expression on Vince's face changed from tense to euphoric and he wrapped his legs around Howard's waist, holding him closer.
"Touch me!" he cried desperately.
Howard reverently put his hand on Vince's chest and trailed it downwards slowly, before his fingers were just brushing to base of the other man's straining cock. Vince made an urgent keening noise and he wrapped his fingers around it and began to pump him in time with their rocking hips.
"I love you."
For a while he didn't know which one of them had said it, and was quite surprised to realise that it had been himself. Vince threw his head back and came into his hand, and he followed not long afterwards. As they lay in a panting sticky heap, Vince stroked his hair and leant to whisper in his ear.
"I love you."
*~*~*
They were kissing again, more desperately than before.
"I have a futon," Howard was saying against his lips, before Vince captured them again, "You can wear a pair of my pyjamas until we get you something."
Vince allowed him this polite fiction for the moment and kissed him again, clinging to him tightly. They stumbled down the fire escape clumsily and half fell through the open window. While Howard turned and closed it behind him, Vince went behind him and put his hands up his shirt, rubbing the chest and stomach with his cold hands. Howard shivered and turned to kiss his mouth again. Vince started unbuttoning the top buttons of his shirt and licked a wet line across Howard's chest and nipped at it gently with his teeth.
"Show me your bedroom," he said, looking up at Howard with half lidded eyes.
There was no ambiguity in that statement, no possibility of misunderstanding. Howard towed him through a door and they began to shed their clothes rapidly. Within less than a minute, they were completely naked and eagerly writhing together on the bed. He anointed Howard's broad chest with kisses and trailed his fingers along the firm bicep. He knew that he belonged here, in these strong arms, for the rest of his life. All the one night stands and meaningless parties were nothing compared to this. He had never been so sure of anything in his life. After all the drunken searching for release in the arms of a stranger, he finally found-
"I found you," he whispered aloud against Howard neck.
He felt a pair of lips against his cheek and then the bridge of his nose. He kissed what felt like a jawline and then the inside corner of Howard's mouth. Their lips reached each other and they kissed with wet smacking sounds filling the darkness.
Vince felt a hard cock digging into his thigh and he thought about that for a few seconds. He was used, in these situations, to either letting the other bloke suck him off, or being on top. He had never wanted to be that intimate with any of the pretty little things that he'd brought back with him, in the past. But now, he felt an ache inside himself and he wanted nothing more than to have that hard cock filling him up.
He felt Howard's hand on his hip, moving downwards steadily and before he could process what he was going to say he found the words flying out of him. Howard looked at him in mild surprise, before nodding shortly and kissing his lips. He left the bed, to go and look for the essentials presumably, and Vince felt a sudden gust of air fill the Howard shaped vacuum. He tried unsuccessfully to repress a shudder. Howard returned with a small tube of lubricant in his hand and gently rubbed Vince's goosepimply skin with his other hand.
He was nervous, he'd never done it like this before, but he knew that he wanted to now. He ignored the out that Howard gave him, no matter how tempting it was to take up the role he was more used to, or to do something less- well just less. He reached down between them to grasp the hot cock pressing into his hipbone and stroked it.
"I want you to put it in me," he said and something clicked behind Howard's eyes.
The first finger started to worm its way inside him and he began to get that feeling that you get when the rollercoaster has just started to move and you know that it's too late to change your mind. When the second finger joined it, he thought that he was going to break down there, but at the same time there was pleasure there just at the edge of the pain.
Howard announced that he was going to do it and he forced himself to relax enough to accommodate that large cock in his body. It slid into him agonizingly slowly and it was like nothing else. He felt so full. They started to move together and find a rhythm and the pain started to ebb away. Howard hit something inside him and he saw stars burst and ricochet around his skull. Desperate for him to hit that spot again, he clamped his legs around Howard and pulled him as close as he could. It was so good and he was so close it was hurting him. At his squealed request, Howard took his leaking cock and started to jerk him off in time to their lovemaking (which is what it was, he realised with a jolt).
"I love you," Howard said, looking surprised to hear himself say it.
That combined with the hand on his cock, his own epiphany and Howard's cock repeatedly hitting that spot inside him, was too much. He came with a shocked little gasp and a sense of regret that he hadn't made Howard come first. Oh well, he thought, there was always next time. Because at this stage he had no doubt that there would be a next time.
He felt warm jets of come spurt inside him and Howard fell on top of him in sated exhaustion. Vince reached out and stroked his hair gently and leant down to his ear.
"I love you."
