Disclaimer: Sadly, these two don't belong to me. But you all knew that already.
Warning: Male/Male sex in this chapter! If you don't like that please don't read it.
So this is finally the next installment of Revelation. I want to apologize to all my readers that it has taken me this long to get it posted. I had put off writing this for awhile and then of course I got really busy so it took forever to get done.
Now that it's here I hope you enjoy!
I want to thank the people who reviewed, favorited, and alerted this story. They are the reason that this story went past one or two chapters and that this chapter exists.
When we reached his bedroom, Jethro's pace quickened and he gently deposited me onto the mattress, immediately following and settling himself on top. He was heavy, but just the weight of him was reassuring. With a satisfied smile on his face, Jethro leaned in and pressed his face into my neck, trailing kisses from my throat up to my ear and eventually over to my lips, where he circled around them, teasing me. My whole body trembled in response, the heat building in my groin.
Having Jethro so close was intoxicating and I found myself close to begging I was so desperate to have his lips on mine. For a moment he pulled his face back and stared into my eyes, the deep blue darkening, before he pressed our lips together. My thoughts became fuzzy with pleasure and the only thing I really grasped was the heat and love radiating between us.
His lips, so smooth and perfect, felt as if they were melting against mine. He sucked my bottom lip and nibbled the flesh there before delving his tongue into my mouth. It was heavenly.
With a gasp my body arched against his and involuntarily we ground against each other in response. I moaned loudly and pressed my hands into Jethro's lower back, hoping to somehow get closer together. When he rocked his hips against me my head fell back in pleasure and my eyes clenched shut. Jethro softly whispered against my lips, "Mmm…so good, Tony. You're so beautiful."
The fact that Jethro had called me beautiful should probably have bothered me but I loved it, loved that he felt comfortable enough to call me that and that he truly felt that way.
"I – yes!" I hissed as he pressed harder against me. "I want you so much Jeth. Please."
Seeming to enjoy my slight begging, Jethro pulled back and knelt between my legs, reaching to unbutton my shirt and caress the skin he unveiled.
As he moved progressively lower my body trembled harder with the effort of not moving. My hands twisted into the sheets and my head tilted back, his hands moving whisper soft against my skin and his mouth laving wet kisses down the same trail. Eventually he made it to the waistband of my pants where he slowly undid the button and the zipper, pressing his mouth to the skin beneath my navel in silent adoration.
Eager for complete contact, I lifted my hips and helped lower my pants as much as I could, squirming out of the fabric as quickly as possible. Once those were off, Jethro pulled me up and slowly slid my shirt off of my shoulders, allowing it to fall to the bed behind me. With desperate lips, I sealed our mouths firmly together, hoping to reach a level of intimacy we had yet to achieve.
As I ran my hands up Jethro's back, feeling the muscles through his shirt, I realized that he was still completely clothed and I wanted him just as naked as I was. After all this time I refused to miss my chance to see all of him. I had dreamed so many times about what he looked like under his clothes and how it would feel to have his full body pressed against mine and I was not going to miss that now.
Resolutely I moved my fingers to the front of his shirt and as we kissed began to unbutton it, eventually sliding it off of him and moving on to pull his undershirt over his head. I stopped kissing him to see and nearly stopped breathing at the sheer masculinity exuding from his frame. He was perfectly muscular and the multitude of scars that littered his chest and abdomen added to his overall rugged appearance. It made me ache for him even more and with renewed desperation I moved to take off his pants. There was nothing holding me back at that point, nothing to stop me.
"God, Tony," Jethro murmured against my lips. He maneuvered his body to assist in the removal of his clothes, seeming just as eager as I was for contact. After they were all gone and thrown into hapless heaps on the floor, Jethro settled his body back on top of mine pressing me into the mattress. I moaned aloud at the feel of him against me and dug my fingers into his shoulders.
"Please Jeth, please…" I didn't even have to finish the thought for Jethro to understand me and immediately he reached over to his bedside table, yanked a drawer open, and slammed it shut a second later, coming back with a bottle of lube in his hands. I had never done this before and even though I knew the mechanics, the thought of where the lube would go and what Jeth would do with it on my body brought a flaming blush to my cheeks.
Jethro saw my flushed cheeks and I could see his lips quirk up into a half smile for a second before he leaned down and kissed each cheek, pulling back to stare into my eyes.
"Are you ready Tony?" His voice was gentle and as much as I was embarrassed I was much more eager for what was coming. The simple sound of his voice had my cock pulsing harder than before and I rocked against him with a slight grin.
"Mmm…what do you think? Think I'm ready?" Jeth groaned in response and went to untwist the cap. A moment later he had settled back between my legs and gently encouraged me to spread them more and bend my knees. I was nervous to bare that much of myself to him because despite my past experience, this was the only time that truly mattered, the first time I was doing this because I loved my partner and wanted to express that wholeheartedly.
I huffed out a breath and bit my lip, bracing myself for the burning sensation I knew was coming. Jethro coated three of his fingers in the slick substance and then he was aiming at my ass and I went rigid. "Shhh…relax, Tony. I'll start slow." Hesitantly, I nodded and slowly released the tension in my body. And then the first finger was at my entrance and as it breached me, a soft "ah" of surprise escaped my mouth.
At first the burn was so intense I wasn't sure if I would be able to go through with it, and then it receded a bit and the tip of his finger grazed something inside me that sent my back arching off of the bed. My face flooded with heat once again at realizing I was acting just like the many women I had amused myself with before. My eyes clenched shut in shame.
"Tony. Open your eyes." There was no way I could argue with him when he used that tone so I did and immediately I could tell he knew what I was feeling. "You're beautiful, Tony. Don't hold back on me. Let me see how good it is for you. Let me hear you."
I swallowed down my trepidation and rocked my hips against his hand, moaning as his finger swept over that spot again. "More," I pleaded.
Without saying anything Jethro pressed another finger inside and as much as I tried to keep my face still and unflinching, the burn forced me to suck in a sharp breath. He kissed me to take away the pain, distracting me, and eagerly I pulled him closer. His fingers eased in and out, slowly stretching me and eventually I started rocking against him again, moaning in desire.
As he pushed in the third and final finger my fingers scratched at his shoulders to transfer the pain. "Hurts," I whispered under my breath.
"I know, Tony, but it's necessary. Just a little longer, baby." I forced myself to take another breath and let the sensations envelop me. Slowly, the burn was dissipating and I wanted him deeper, faster, just more. I tried to tell him that but all I managed to do was gasp as his fingers twisted again and again.
After another few minutes the three digits retreated from my body and I whined at the loss. "Jeth…" He pressed more kisses to my lips and gripped my hips, shifting them so he had a better angle.
"I love you Tony," he said as he coated his cock in more lube and guided himself to my entrance.
"Love you t- ah!" I gasped as he slid the head inside. Once again I was biting my lip against the pain. Jethro moved slowly, inching in until he was filling me with every bit of him. He scattered kisses across my face and held me tight against him waiting for me to adjust.
"Tell me when you're ready," he whispered against my ear before drawing the lobe into his mouth and nibbling on it gently. As I slowly got accustomed to feeling him inside me, I started to feel like it would be better if he moved, so squirmed a bit and told him and immediately he rocked his hips into mine. The burn continued for a little while until he hit that spot inside me again that sent white flashing in front of my eyes. My back arched and a loud moan flew through my lips.
I loved feeling him inside me and the heat of it was making my vision hazy and my body move in ways I had no control over. My fingers scraped down his back and my legs wound around his waist, pulling him tight against me and deeper inside. I was so out of my mind with pleasure that I no longer knew what I was saying, could not control my reactions. Gasps and moans escaped from my throat, sometimes intermixed with slight begging and possibly curses.
Jethro had more control over himself but I still managed to hear him curse in pleasure and groan or growl at me every once in a while. He was so deep inside me I felt like we would never come apart and I was overjoyed at the thought that we were a perfect fit.
As we drew closer to the end Jethro's hips picked up speed, pounding in and out of me so fast I knew he had lost control. I rocked back against him, slamming our hips together and digging my heels into the backs of his thighs to pull him deeper. My moans reached a fevered pitch and a shout erupted from my throat as I came, my back arching up off the bed and head falling back. Jethro pumped my cock the whole time, milking me until I finished. I stared into his eyes as he continued to slide into me, his hand now covered in my come gripping my hip. With a loud groan, Jethro bucked his hips once more and plummeted over the edge, his come spilling inside me and filling me with a wet heat. I moaned quietly at the feeling and wrapped my arms around him tighter as he collapsed on top of me.
Our breathing gradually returned to normal and eventually Jethro pushed himself up and slid out, causing me to wince in discomfort. He brushed my cheek in apology and lay down next to me, wrapping his arm around my waist and tucking my head under his chin. He pressed a kiss to the top of my head and whispered, "I love you."
"I love you too," I whispered back, turning into his chest and snuggling up to his side. For a long while we lay there in silence, Jethro's fingers combing through my hair. It felt so good I didn't ever want it to stop but I knew we would have to get up eventually, if only to clean up a little.
"Come on. Let's get you washed up so you're not all sticky." Jethro rolled away from me off the bed and then turned back to scoop me up in his arms. My legs felt like jelly and I knew if he set me down, I'd fall to the ground. Luckily, he continued holding me and brought me to the bathroom where he sat me on the counter and moved to a closet off to the side. He came back with a washcloth and ran it under warm water before approaching me and sliding it along my belly and thighs. As he washed away the remnants of our time together he pressed kisses to different parts of my face. I had never felt so cared for or loved before in my life and when my eyes filled with unshed tears, Jethro kissed my eyelids before returning to his previous ministrations.
When he finished wiping away all the come and sweat he picked me up again and returned to the bed, falling into it with me on top. He caressed my sides and back and as shivers went up my spine I whispered, "Thank-you Jeth."
"For what, baby? You have nothing to thank me for." His voice was soft and soothing and as I felt myself drifting off I answered him the best I could.
"You made it good for me and treated me like the most important thing in the world. No one's ever done that before. No one's ever taken care of me the way you do."
"It's what you deserve Tony, every bit of it. You are so important to me I can't imagine not treating you that way." His voice was still soft and his hand continued to glide up and down my back. I think at that point my emotions were so overwhelmed after the time we spent together and what he just said that they took over and I started crying, but I'm not sure. I remember Jethro saying, "Go to sleep Tony," and I did, with his arms still around me and his body flooding me with warmth.
AN: So I'm not too sure about the ending for this chapter but I wanted it to be sweet. I didn't just want to end it with the sex cause it seemed too abrupt and wouldn't fit with the rest of the story. Hopefully it wasn't too sappy though.
I really hope you enjoyed this chapter! Please review! (it keeps me writing)
