Chapter Ten
Hearts
Third Person POV
Several hours later that evening...
The bleakness of night rushed passed Edward and Jasper as they continued to drive further south, both males having spoken very little to one another during their escape from the state, for the emotions were too intense, the nervousness and sense of frailty of the situation being somewhat too severe to shatter with words.
Jasper had, however, long-since removed the black wig from his head and the tie from around his neck to be more comfortable, as the Russian beauty blinked slowly, tiredly out ahead at the colorless highway along which they were currently navigating.
Edward could not help but notice Jasper's obvious exhaustion, coupled with feeling his own taking its toll on him, as the male with copper-colored hair finally cleared his throat before speaking.
"I know you're tired, baby. Let's find somewhere to rest for the night," Edward worded as a statement rather than a question so that it would be understood that, in this case, he was insisting that they pull over and allow his own body a break from driving and Jasper a chance to sleep.
Also, Edward had been acutely aware for quite some time of just how much his heart and soul had been positively dying to hold Jasper in his arms, to finally feel his lover's perfect body melding against his own that would almost act as a symbolic seal that what they had done earlier that day had been real, and that Jasper truly was his to keep.
Like an addict having consistently refused his most tempting of drugs even though it had been presented right there in front of him for hours on end, Edward was at his limit of holding back with Jasper for a moment more.
"...okay," Jasper agreed, drowsiness nearly slurring his pleasantly accented words to his lover, as he and Edward took the nearest exit off of the interstate and made a right turn towards a gathering of modest but tasteful motels.
Edward passed by the first motel, opting to choose the next one which looked less populated with customers, as he slowed into a parking space that was located behind the motel, out of view from the nearby highway, and parked the Volvo.
Jasper and Edward both exited the vehicle, Jasper moving a bit slower that Edward as he blinked his eyes a few times at the surrounding neon signs and bright street lamps that nearly blinded him against so much darkness, as the Russian male breathed the chilled but refreshing nighttime air into his lungs.
"Come on, sweetheart...it's this way," Edward cooed sweetly to his personified obsession, gingerly placing his hands along Jasper's covered forearms and ushering him towards the motel and out of the cool gusts of air that he feared were freezing Jasper too much.
Jasper licked his lips and nodded at his kind lover's words, following him inside the warmly illuminated motel that was designed with rich wood accents along gold-colored walls, where cream and brown furniture were placed invitingly at some of the corners of the large space.
Seeing as Edward was automatically going to the impressive desk to check them in, Jasper let his eyes wander around the charming office and sitting area, feeling some of his fatigue subside where a solid sense of calmness was able to manifest in its place.
Jasper felt safe with Edward, protected, and the notion of having someone who wanted to intricately take care of him was massively soothing to the ex-Morozov Faction member.
Jasper swallowed hard at his own thoughts, finding his situation with Edward frightfully uncharted, as the Russian knew that for too many years it had only been on himself that he could have fully relied...and now the prospects of sharing his burdens with another soul, another vibrant, good soul, made him feel hesitant as well as completely ecstatic.
Jasper had known for some time that he cared for Edward, as he had clung onto his every, remembered word and touch whilst being incarcerated inside federal prison, and with this having happened between them, Jasper knew his feelings for the brave yet gentle American had grown exponentially along with his staggering appreciation.
No one had ever made a move so bold and inevitably sacrificed so much...for solely him.
Not even Riley.
Jasper shook the thoughts from his mind, but only so one more could sliver through the cracks just the same, this lone idea being far too powerful and clear to merely avoid as it struck Jasper like an electrical current running through him.
Blue eyes widened, becoming a bit unfocused as he kept them lowered to the masterfully crafted coffee table located in between a few of the white armchairs before him; Jasper able to physically feel his revelation hit him like a speeding train...his revelation that, all this time, every bit of him had been falling in love with...
"Jasper?" Edward cut into his thoughts with his velvet baritone, as he rested a hand on the small of Jasper's back, prompting the blonde-haired male to turn around in his spot to regard the green-eyed American, "...are you ready?"
All at once, multiple meanings flooded into the Russian's mind upon hearing such unintentionally ambiguous words from his lover and personal savior, and Jasper felt his breath leave him in an instant as he could only form one word to answer each of the different things such words had meant to him.
"...yes," Jasper breathed, honestly feeling ready to tackle anything the world could throw at them, as long as Edward Masen was by his side, as he dutifully strode alongside the bronze-haired male towards their room located all the way down the left corridor on the first floor.
Their footsteps muffled by the highly contrasting navy-blue carpet, Edward lead Jasper to their room, not speaking just yet as he unlocked the door with the provided key card, his thoughts having become too great and vivid to say aloud, as the American male knew that anything he should say to Jasper right now needed to be expressed with his actions instead.
Jasper gasped upon being suddenly yanked inside the spaciously coordinated, chestnut and black-trimmed room, the door slamming behind him as the Russian felt Edward press every inch of his body hard into his own, pinning him against the sturdy wood.
Brilliant green peered purposefully into accepting, longing blue, letting Jasper know every one of his intentions with him in only a breadth of a stirring second, before both men furiously slammed their lips together in a passionate, satisfying kiss.
Edward groaned against Jasper's mouth, their kiss being everything he needed it to be, as he felt his lover obligingly part his petal-soft lips and delicately run the tip of his tongue across Edward's bottom lip, begging for more of the bronze-haired male, willing to give him whatever he desired.
Emboldened, enveloped in the breathtaking man before him, Edward met Jasper's warm, soft tongue with his own in mind-melting strokes against one another that had the blonde male sliding his hands inside the open folds of Edward's rain coat so that the heavy garment simply fell to the floor.
"...Jasper..." Edward breathed mindlessly, his eyes closed as he only spared such a moment to utter his lover's name before crushing their lips back together, shoving his tongue inside Jasper's eager mouth as he tasted the Russian's addicting flavor again and again, never receiving enough as Edward felt his soul flourish each time he felt Jasper hum into their kisses.
Loving the way Edward had purred his name as he had, the tattooed male pushed against Edward's body, making the American back up into the white bathroom door a few feet beside them, Jasper smirking playfully as he felt Edward's sinfully talented mouth travel down to his jaw, nipping at the sharp lines there.
Deft fingers moving hurriedly to unbutton Edward's dress shirt, Jasper panted his pleasure as Edward continued his lavish assault on his neck, his own hands trailing down the sculpt contours of Jasper's back until he was able to squeeze as his lover's narrow waist in elated, surrealistic yearning.
"Jasper..." Edward attempted to speak to his personal Adonis within his embrace, as he shivered with building, raw need as he felt Jasper smoothly remove his shirt from his body, while the American male simultaneously brought his own hands to the top of Jasper's matching, long-sleeved shirt, "...God...I've wanted you for so long...every fucking day since we met...you're all I think about..."
Only the first few buttons were released atop Jasper's borrowed dress shirt before Edward hastily seized the bottom hem and hoisted the garment off of his lover's body, exposing Jasper's slender, heavily inked torso to Edward's narrowed, lustful eyes.
"...Ed...Edward..." Jasper stuttered quietly, almost gasping his lover's name as the auburn-haired male roughly snaked his hands down Jasper's bare back once more, bringing the Russian closer to his own body as Edward captured Jasper's bottom lip in between his teeth, their chests and abdomens pressing together even more as they sought each others' cherished, life-salvaging touch.
Their tingling flesh coming into contact once again after so much time spent apart felt like heaven made earthbound to both Jasper and Edward, as the Russian pawed amorously at Edward's well-built chest, encouraging the latter to continue his amazingly torturous ministrations that set his whole world on a different axis entirely, as Edward languidly slid his fingers down his lover's taut abdomen until he was able to slowly pull down the zipper adorning Jasper's pants.
"...mmn...haa...Edward...please..." Jasper groaned before releasing out his air in pleasure, his curly, blonde head tipping back in wonderful awe as he felt Edward slowly grind his throbbing erection into his own, Edward's hands holding onto his back allowing for Jasper to slightly arch his body backwards as he shuddered in blood-igniting pleasure.
"...you don't ever have to say 'please' to me, baby...do you hear me...whatever you want, it's yours..." Edward purred the words, his voice made rough with his overwhelming desire and love for the man stretching his delicious body against his own, as he let his half-lidded eyes roam over Jasper's vulnerable chest for only a moment more before quickly lowering his coppery head down and taking one of Jasper's nipples in between his lips.
"...ahh...God...more, Edward...please give me more..." Jasper mewled as he lightly scratched his nails down either of Edward's bracing biceps, the Russian absolutely in love with the way Edward intricately teased and praised his flesh, as Jasper could practically feel his overly-sensitive body melting against his lover's strong build from such treatment.
Edward could not help the groan that escaped his chest upon hearing Jasper beg him, as he ran his tongue across the flat planes of Jasper's chest to his other nipple, performing the same blissful ministrations to the small bud of flesh as he had with the other, as he relished in the way the blonde-haired male pressed against him even harder as a result.
"...ugh...f-fuck..." Jasper stuttered breathlessly, tipping his curly head to a side as he brought his hands to Edward's unruly, bronzed locks, driving his long fingers through the silken tresses as he watched as Edward pressed kiss after kiss to his upper abdomen, kissing his body as if he was just glad that he was holding onto him, that he had him here with him and was finally able to do these things with him.
Jasper felt his heart swell inside his chest at his realization that Edward was not just giving him pleasure, that he was truly savoring him and their time together, treasuring it with every thing he made Jasper feel with his hands and lips.
"Edward..." Jasper cooed his lover's name, lowering his hands from Edward's messy locks as he gradually eased his body away from Edward's own frame, slowly taking a step back, followed by another, as he let an enchanting smirk play on his tempting lips at the green-eyed male all the while.
The former FBI agent drew his own bottom lip in between his teeth, his eyes shamelessly taking in the sleek curves of taut muscle that formed Jasper's exquisite body as the smirking Russian began seductively running his hands down his own chest and across his abdomen, his cobalt gaze kept half-lidded as his look alone directed towards Masen acted as a challenge, pinning his American lover in place.
"You said I could have anything I want, da...?" Jasper asked rhetorically, his lovely accented voice a mellow tone to flow throughout the otherwise silent motel room, as Jasper brought his hands to his unzipped suit pants, taking his time in inching them down his narrow hips as he continued to step backwards towards the plush, white and gold-designed bed.
"...I want you to lick...every inch of my cock...nice and slow..." Jasper purred the instructions with sinfully sweet honey tinged with liquor in his melodic voice as he stepped out of the last of his clothing, and sat down on the edge of the bed with his toned legs parted wide, his hands planted behind him on the mattress, as he offered himself completely to his stunning lover.
"...and what after that...?" Edward breathed the question, his gaze glued to Jasper's athletic, pale body presented before him, so painfully beautiful in his eyes, as he took in the rugged lines of the Russian's shoulders to the slender curves of his naked waist and supple thighs, before ultimately settling his attention on Jasper's throbbing erection curved upwards towards his tattooed stomach.
"After that..." Jasper pretended as if he needed to think over his next intentions with Edward, as he watched as Edward slowly closed the small distance between them with measured steps, the man with shining, emerald eyes appearing as if he had just received a blessing from God Himself, as the latter unconsciously licked his rose-red lips as he stared at Jasper's exposed, alluring flesh, "...I want you to fuck me, Edward...I want to feel you...feel your cock sliding in and out of me as you fuck me hard..."
Edward bit down harder on his tortured lip, his rigid member pulsating with Jasper's every erotic word to him, as the American dropped to his knees as soon as he reached his waiting lover, his hands gripping hard onto either of Jasper's parted thighs as he looked up at his blonde-haired angel through his long lashes.
Jasper's breathing audible caught in his throat as he watched as Edward obediently brought out his pink tongue and slowly licked up the underside of his cock, dragging his warm muscle from the base all the way to the tip of his begging member as the American kept his green eyes locked onto clouded blue as Edward granted Jasper's request with immaculate attention to detail.
"...mmn...God, yes...Edward...just like that..." Jasper breathed the words as he lolled his head to a side, groaning quietly as his cotton-soft pleasure edged closer and closer into wonderful torture, as he watched as Edward languidly swirled his tongue around the enflamed head of his cock, the latter lapping at the small beads of clear precome that had collected there as the bronze-haired male sucked provocatively at his sensitive flesh.
"Ohh...please..." Jasper's words dripped like water as they were nearly inaudible while he tipped his head back in accumulating euphoria, the Russian able to draw absolutely soul-breaking peace and simmering pleasure that sparked and sparked again within his systems, slowly but surely making a haze swaddle his every cell, as he lost himself in the unpredictable patterns which Edward used to taste and suckle at his engorged cock.
Edward hummed low in his throat, loving his breathtaking Russian's every reaction to his ministrations as he trailed his hands up and down Jasper's creamy thighs, watching how Jasper would shiver if he suddenly sucked on the head of his cock, purred if he gently grazed his teeth against his soft skin, and groaned wantonly if he let all of Jasper's member slide down his throat.
Edward could feel his body becoming hopelessly addicted to the way Jasper moved and breathed whilst receiving pleasure, as he moved his lips down to the base of his lover's beautiful member once more, sucking hard at such a receptive area before kissing his way back up the silken skin, positively drowning in the small whines that were now escaping Jasper as his flirting with real pleasure became too great to handle.
"Jesus...Edward...feels so good..." Jasper said to his lover, but only to quickly moan to the semi-darkened ceiling as he felt Edward wrap his lips around his length once more, swallowing every inch of him until he was able to squeeze his lips around Jasper's thick base.
"...Edward...damn...need you...please..." Jasper attempted to voice coherently despite the way Edward's talented mouth made his distinguished senses of reality and dream seem to blur to unbelievable degrees, as he fixed his pleading, narrowed gaze back towards Edward's handsome features, "...fuck me, Edward..."
Edward let Jasper's aching member slip from in between his lips, before slowly slinking his way up his lover's naked body, crawling on top of Jasper like a predator would close in on his submissive prey, as his fingers squeezed at the cloud-like duvet beneath them.
"Jasper...do you remember back when you were being held at the FBI headquarters...and I came to see you? Do you remember what you told me to do...?" Edward posed the calm, unhurried questions to his lover as he settled his weight on top of Jasper's warm, perfect frame, molding their two bodies together at the seams as Edward relished in the intense comfort he was able to feel upon having Jasper lying sensually underneath him as he was.
The Russian licked his lips before speaking, his half-lidded eyes tracing over Edward's picturesque features so close to his own as his lover remain partially hovering over him, as Jasper busied his hands with sliding Edward's pants down the supple curve of his ass.
"...tell me..." Jasper begged, his voice barely above a intimate whisper to Edward, the American male's expensive suit pants crumpling haphazardly to the floor beside the large, pliant bed, before Edward crushed their lips together in a desperate kiss that immediately quenched only a small portion of the raging fire that burned brightly inside them both to be with the other, to experience the other fully this night as if they would perish should they wait even a moment longer.
After reluctantly pulling his tingling lips away from his lover's intoxicating mouth, Edward rested his forehead against Jasper's, loving the way Jasper gripped at his broad back as he was, as if the Russian genuinely desired for their two bodies to fuse together and become one inseparable entity, before Edward revealed the answer to his question.
"You told me to do what I think is right..." Edward spoke resolutely to the gorgeous man beneath him, the delicate glow of the star-dotted evening that absorbed and colored the modest room making Jasper appear positively ethereal to the green-eyed male as he smiled whilst he continued, his heart aching in a manner most human that he knew he had never thoroughly felt before, "...so, I did. That's why I got you out of there today, baby...this is me doing what I know is right...being with you."
Jasper blinked up at Edward's unfathomably appealing smile, the strength and kindness in his eyes alone all but making the ex-Morozov member weep into his hands, as he processed everything that Edward had just said to him, everything that he had meant.
"Jasper...Jascha..." Edward had spoken his lover's alias before lowering his voice down to a small whisper as he placed his lips by Jasper's ear and spoke his true name, inhaling the pleasant scent of wind-carried sunflowers that wafted off of him, as he kissed and kissed again at the outer shell, "...I love you."
"...what did you say?" Jasper's lovely voice cracked, catching Edward's attention as he lifted his head up from Jasper's shoulder so he may look upon him once more, seeing as he frowned a bit as he briefly looked off to a side in embarrassment, "...I do not know the words you spoke..."
"I love you, Jascha..." Edward said once more to the blonde-haired angel in his grasp, his patience never wavering in he least with the Russian male as he understood at once the reason as to why Jasper was still peering up at him in mild confusion.
Jasper had not known what he had said because he had never heard those words being spoken to him before in English.
Edward's heart melted inside his chest, and it was with unrivaled modesty and humility that Edward spoke again.
"Ya tebya lyublyu...ya blagadaryu boga chto vstretil tebya, lyubimaya..." Edward restated carefully, utilizing his limited knowledge of the Russian language to its fullest potential as he proclaimed his love for Jasper in his own native language, followed by telling him that he thanked God that he had met him.
Jasper gasped at once, his precious lips parting in astonishment but were soon covered by Edward's warm, inviting mouth, his fierce, determined ministrations making the Russian moan in unbridled ecstasy as he wrapped his arms around Edward's wide shoulders in appreciation.
Work-hardened hands especially gentle with the sole person beneath him, Edward tenderly rubbed his thumbs over Jasper's high cheekbones while they kissed, earning another squeeze of Jasper's arms around his upper back, before the bronze-haired male slowly separated their lips so that he may sit back on his heels.
"Teach me how to say it to you..." Jasper requested breathlessly of his American lover, their eyes locked and smoldering in an adrenaline-rushing connection that made either male feel jittery with emotion yet consoled by the mere presence of the other, their softly-spoken conversation being the one thing each man had only dreamed of having with another in their lifetimes, and it was absolutely enriching that it was finally happening now with the person he cared for most.
Edward smiled down at his blonde-haired obsession, before quickly slipping a few of his fingers into his mouth as he simultaneously lowered himself down to rest on one arm above Jasper, their noses almost touching as he let his moistened fingers make fleeting ghost-touches down Jasper's engorged member.
"...I..." Edward began calmly, a delighted smirk playing at his lips as he watched as Jasper shivered from his touches before he lowered his fingers even more to Jasper's puckered entrance, merely massaging the extremely sensitive flesh there as he kept his gaze unwavering on Jasper's every reaction.
"I..." Jasper repeated easily, his slender body writhing softly as he brought one hand to wrap around Edward's wrist in between his legs, while he lifted his other arm above his head, the Russian feeling his body miraculously able to relax to a state of controlled yet needy bliss as Edward began to slowly push his first digit inside of him.
"...love..." Edward continued, his voice menacingly steady as he worked his single finger inside of his lover, pushing and pulling the length of his digit inside Jasper's channel while watching with rapt attention as Jasper slightly arched his back, his fingers tightened around his wrist, as he sighed out his pleasure in stuttered breaths.
"...l-love..." Jasper struggled a bit to echo the word he was not completely familiar with, as he parted his legs even wider to allow Edward more room to work, his heavy breathing gradually containing more and more of his sweet voice as he groaned in building, red-hot pleasure that seemed only to serve as being more fine-edge torture with promises of things even better than anything else.
"...you," Edward finished with steel in his voice, his jade-colored eyes totally glazed over in unthinkable desire for the curly-headed male before him as he felt his own cock drip with furious need upon being able to feel the deliciously rippled, moist insides of his moaning lover against his fingertips, coupled with seeing the unparalleled trust present within Jasper's porcelain features directed towards him, before suddenly shoving a second finger inside of him.
"...ohh...fuck...Edward...!" Jasper moaned, his neck craning back, tempting Edward to mark his delicate flesh at once, as the Russian shifted his hips in a vain attempt to deal with the constant onslaught of tantalizing pleasure currently riddling his body and mind, "...I need more...please...give me all of you, Edward..."
"Say it..." Edward breathed the simple instruction that he knew Jasper would understand straight away, his intruding fingers spreading wide inside of his lover's quivering entrance, making Jasper stretch his alluring body in a maddening display of soul-breaking euphoria that would have any man questioning his sanity.
"I love you, Edward...I love you...I love..." Jasper was suddenly cut off a sharp inhale of air stole his speech as the fingers inside of him were quickly removed, iron-clad hands were latched onto his hips, and he was flipped over on top of the mattress so that his lean body was supported by his hands and knees.
"God...thank you..." Edward murmured in a voice weighted with impossible gratitude and fulfillment, perhaps to Jasper before him, perhaps to the Creator Himself, as he slid his hands up either of Jasper's toned thighs to the perfect curves of his ass presented so seductively in front of him.
Then, just as Jasper was about to say something to his green-eyed lover behind him, the Russian was abruptly made to shout his pleasure to the cushioned headboard at the front of the bed, his back arching beautifully as he let his weight drop onto his forearms while he shivered as Edward drove his tongue inside his stretched entrance.
"Holy shit...fucking hell, Edward...oh my God...don't stop...do not stop...f-fuck!" Jasper cursed sensually, his entire body shaking with raw ecstasy, enough to make him forget the rest of the world around them and all the troubles therein, as he purposefully relaxed his muscles so that Edward would feel no resistance whatsoever as the latter male continued to generously lave his velvet-soft tongue in small circles against his entrance.
Edward loved listening to and experiencing his beloved Jasper losing his right mind in favor of drowning in the pleasure he received, every single curse and call of his name he made, whether they be in Russian or otherwise, sent his own heart positively soaring with pride and his lower abdomen burning with even more will-breaking yearning, as he fucked his tongue in and out of his moaning lover's body, flicking the tip of his wet muscle against the soft-textured insides that had Jasper's toes curling as another stream of delightful ramblings escaped him once more to fill the room.
"...can't...ohh fuck...I can't take anymore, Edward...haa...d-damn...ch-check the bathroom...there might be something...we can use..." Jasper absolutely fought to enunciate properly in between his many, ragged moans, sounds from a man driven to his own personal edge of needing something so badly that his very hold on reality threatened to spill over into a state less stable; Jasper's delicious body trembling uncontrollably as he felt Edward slowly pull his tongue out of his entrance in a wonderful, swirling motion that had the Russian biting down hard on his lip.
"Don't you move...I'll be right back," Edward ordered his lover, his tone low and exquisitely dangerous to the begging, nearly weeping Russian positioned so remarkably perfectly on top of their motel bed, even the very image of him in a such a way satisfying something inside of the enamored American, as he placed a quick kiss to the small of Jasper's tattooed back and then slid off of the bed.
Edward strode into the adjacent bathroom that housed the same color scheme as the main area, where white cabinets contrasting nicely with the black accents and chestnut-colored walls and decor, and it was with the utmost quickness that Edward grabbed the small courtesy bottle of lilac-scented bath oil and turned around in his spot.
The man with fiery, auburn hair smirked as he padded back over to his lover, feeling beyond pleased that Jasper had obeyed his instructions and not moved from his spot on the bed at all, still posed enticingly for Edward as he remained on his arms and knees with his wheat-colored curls fanned out across the overstuffed pillows like beautiful golden filigree designs.
"...you are so sexy, sweetheart...sometimes...it's more than I can handle..." Edward's words dripped with smooth honey to coat across Jasper's already electric senses, as the American male stopped by his discarded trousers and bent over so he may retrieve a small, square packet out of his back pocket.
"W-what...do you mean...?" Jasper asked his lover, turning his curly head towards Edward as he climbed back on top of the bed and gracefully settled his weight in between Jasper's parted thighs, inching closer and closer to the lovely Russian's tempting ass as he took his own leaking member in hand, emerald orbs hungrily taking in the intricate lines of ink that formed the Saint Basil's Cathedral along with Jasper's own credo banner tattooed along his shoulders.
"I mean that..." Edward began clarifying for his unfathomably charming and effortlessly erotic lover, as he uncapped the bath oil and let a generous amount pour over Jasper's exposed entrance, making the Russian coo at the sensations as he buried his god-like face amongst the many pillows, "...you are so beautiful...so...perfect...that I can barely hold myself together around you...I lose myself next to you sometimes, Jascha...and I love it...every time."
"...Edward...mmn...I love the things you say to me...no one...no one has ever said this to me...it feels amazing... " Jasper purred the words with love in his silky voice, stretching his back the moment he felt Edward rub the moist, wide head of his cock around his hole to spread the oil along his pink flesh, slowly dipping just the tip inside the loosened ring of muscle before pulling his member completely out of his lover so he may open the packet in his hands and roll the condom down his pulsating length.
"Then, I'll tell you...as many times as you like...just how much you mean to me, Jascha..." Edward nearly growled the words to his lover as he poured another small amount of the oil into his hand, stroked the liquid up and down his engorged erection so that every inch of his sheathed flesh was properly coated, and then began carefully easing the spongy head of his thick cock inside the blue-eyed, blonde-haired male before him.
"Nnh...mmn...h-haa..."Jasper groaned through grit teeth before sighing the rest of his air out, his arms flexing out before him as he fought not to squirm too much from the intense sensations suddenly blazing through him, riddling his fragile systems with an addictive mixture of pleasure and thrilling pain that had the Russian rolling his beautiful sapphire eyes back in bliss while he felt Edward carefully fill him with his gloriously long cock.
"Holy shit, baby...you're so damn tight...God..." Edward breathed the words, his coppery head tipping back in staggering emotion and wonderment that such long-since sought after completion was finally becoming him, unraveling before him in all of its glory of finally being with someone as special and perfect as Jasper, his hands naturally coming up to grip onto Jasper's waist to maintain his steady, mindful pace of sliding his impressive length in and out of his precious Russian.
"...fuck...Edward...please keep going...I don't want you to stop..."Jasper nearly whined, his every word making a breathless smile overtake Edward's serene features, as he slowly eased the head of his cock almost out of his begging lover before suddenly pushing his entire member inside of him, forcing his lover's muscles to accommodate his large girth in the best possible way.
"...ohh...yes...! Edward...yes...I love it...I love your cock inside my ass, Edward..." Jasper visibly relaxed his every sinuous muscle in his back and legs as his green-eyed lover initiated a tantalizingly slow rhythm of languidly pushing his cock deep inside of him with each joining made between them, their pace unbelievably passionate in how not a thing was rushed or taken for granted, as Edward willingly surrendered what had remained of his senses over to an awe-inspiring nothingness where the only thing that truly mattered to him, perhaps ever, was Jasper.
Edward could feel Jasper's body accepting all of him, everything he had to offer, the more they moved together; the blonde-haired man's moist entrance squeezing and gripping erotically at his sensitive member in a desperate attempt to feel as much of his American lover as he could, as Edward continued to make patient love to his personal angel, simply loving their physical and emotional connection taking place in this moment.
"...Jesus, Jascha...can you feel how hard I am for you, sweetheart...can you feel what you do to me...I love you, baby...I love you so much..." the questions and words, all meaning something far greater than just the syllables themselves, poured silkily from Edward's rose-colored lips, his glazed eyes intricately watching the way Jasper's expansive tattoo artistry flowed and moved along with each small motion forward and backward Jasper made as he moved in tandem with each slide Edward's cock made inside his ass.
"Haa...I love you, too...mmn...fuck...I love you, Edward...!" Jasper's voice was slightly strained with his pleasure kept in painstaking check whilst he spoke, as the unhurried pace of their lovemaking proved to be exceedingly intoxicating as it was wonderful for them both to experience, as Jasper felt totally at peace with the weighty yet wholly serenity that comprised their time together, as he began lifting his torso up from the bed, ready to feel even more of Edward's smooth skin pressed against his own.
Edward immediately wrapped his arms around Jasper's abdomen to help him, holding the Russian's back tightly to his chest as both males remained on their knees on top of the pliant mattress, while Edward picked up his pace of thrusting his throbbing cock in and out of his mewling, panting lover inside his embrace, loving how he could feel Jasper shiver against his body with each reach inside his channel he made, Jasper needing him for support whilst they remained in such a position.
"You feel so good, Jascha...I could do this with you forever..." Edward purred into his lover's soft, curly hair, the American male brushing his nose and lips up the side of Jasper's neck, nuzzling at his sideburn, before moving some of his loose curls behind his ear, as he tightened his possessive, desperate hold on the Russian-born male.
"...please...Edward...ahh...yes..." Jasper groaned mindlessly, his bouncing body melting even more against the strong frame of his boyfriend and adamant savior, as he tossed one arm behind them both so that he may tangle his fingers in messy, bronze locks of hair to keep Edward's face close to his flesh while they moved seamlessly together, their bodies naturally seeking out immediate pleasure from the other with their increasingly rapid movements that had Jasper sensually grinding his pert ass back against Edward's groin.
Edward hummed low in his throat before growling out loud upon feeling Jasper flatten his delicious body even more against him, feeling absolutely enchanted with the way Jasper played with his hair, encouraging him to keep his lips pressed against his cheek and shoulder as he was, coupled with being completely enamored with the way Jasper bucked his hips back to meet his sharp thrusts that had his engorged cock stabbing deep inside of his Russian lover.
"...Christ...Jascha...goddamn...ohh...fuck yes..." Edward cursed with curling smoke underneath his voice, his lovely emerald eyes crinkling a bit at the corners as his body was quickly and vastly becoming overwhelmed with the heavenly sensations that making love to Jasper brought him in waves, as he automatically drove his cock harder and harder into Jasper's maddeningly textured channel in such a way that had them both seeing stars amidst their vision.
"Haa...ohh...yes...ooh...Jesus...Edward...right there...yes...keep going...right there!" Jasper exclaimed loudly, his back arching provocatively against Edward's sturdy chest as the Russian male tightened his grip in Edward's hair as his prostate was struck over and over again by the broad head of his lover's cock, swarming him with mind-breaking euphoria that had his own leaking member pulsating with crippling need to experience relief as it tapped against his taut abdomen with every sway of their moving, grinding bodies.
Edward held his writhing lover relatively in place against his own chest and continued to pick up his pace of thrusting his hard, aching cock inside of the fair-skinned beauty before him, granting Jasper everything he desired as the room was suddenly flooded with the blonde-haired man's sultry voice begging him for anything and everything, calling out his pleasure in stolen breaths and increasing moans that had Edward's genius, highly-strategic mind drawing an absolute blank of anything else except the incredible awe with which he was stricken because of his breathtaking lover.
Nothing had ever felt so perfect before to the former FBI agent; nothing so pure and right and significant in his life.
Nothing.
It was amazing, nearly too much for the American-born male to comprehend fully at such a time, for the power and influence of Jasper's desperate moans and movements of his desirable body against his own were far more potent than any liquor or drug he had ever had...and Edward knew that he would never get enough of this man, that moments like this with Jasper were going to be exactly the thing that he was to going to live for.
"Jascha...mmn...sweetheart..." Edward rambled with rugged gravel lacing his baritone voice, his hands sliding sensually down Jasper's flat abdomen until he was able to fasten his fingers around either of his hipbones, Edward's grip on the Russian allowing him to sharply pull Jasper back so that his length was constantly enveloped by Jasper's vice-like entrance as they ground their sweating bodies together, seemingly joined at every possible ligament, "...tell me you're close, baby..."
"...ooh...ha...I-I'm close...Edward...!" Jasper craned his head back whilst answering Edward, his struggle with his raging, white-hot ecstasy clear on his flawless face as he dropped both of his hands down to his painful erection, grabbed his length in one hand that immediately caused the angelic, blonde-haired male to hiss in between his teeth, as he began to rigorously pump himself, desperate to reach his ultimate release with the man he loved.
"...fucking hell, Jascha...I love seeing you touch your cock while I make love to you...so unbelievably hot..." Edward purred the words into Jasper's silken tresses, unable to help the sweet kisses he placed to the side of Jasper's head as the latter male groaned from such a saucy confession, before he brought his lips to Jasper's ear once more and continued to speak to his impossibly sexy, aroused lover, "...now I want to see you come, sweetheart...I want to see your beautiful cock come all over this fucking bed..."
"Ohh...Edward...mmn..." Jasper's melodic voice strained once more, his marble features pulled tight as his fist flew over his length, his pants of air toppling over one another as he felt Edward's already brutal thrusts inside of him grow even more intense as his lover's member swelled drastically, pushing even more against his inner walls and letting Jasper feel every, solid inch of Edward's sex that stretched and pleasured his body.
"...God, I'm coming...Edward...love...coming right now...ooh...shit...ahh...!" Jasper called in a heart-stopping crescendo that peaked as his body quaked with the extraordinary force of his orgasm that spilled over his closed hand in brilliant streams of glistening pearl, a few lines of the Russian's essence running down his fingers and wrist until they dripped haphazardly onto the severely ruffled bedding below.
Edward felt something in his chest shift upon seeing his most beloved person climax the way that he had, something made lighter inside of him while at the same time gaining even more importance and meaning, which had come the second Jasper had screamed his name and then tipped his curly head back to rest against his shoulder in absolute pleasure...and Edward knew exactly what the new feeling had been.
"Jascha...baby...I love you so much...you're everything to me..." Edward whispered to his panting lover inside his arms, as he only thrust his sheathed member two more times inside of Jasper's extremely relaxed body before feeling his own release tingle up from the backs of his legs, rip through his lower abdomen, and shoot out of his pulsating, twitching member as he filled the condom with his creamy completion in staggered movements of his hips.
Movement gradually lessened into none, as Edward and Jasper merely stayed still for a minute, trying to regain normal breathing patterns, as they remained connected, sated, surrealistically content with just about everything.
Both males' heavy breathing were the only sounds that could be heard for the space of the tiny moment, their air within the room pleasantly heated and ushering in magnanimous amounts of rich, soothing energy to be harnessed, as Edward encircled his arms around Jasper's waist one more, his gesture acting as a mild breakage to the previous, wordless stillness.
Jasper peacefully tilted his curly head to a side, a lazy smile curving his pink lips as he felt even more blissful, post-coital softness to flood his senses and body as he gently reclined in Edward's loose embrace, humming in approval as he felt his lover press chaste, butterfly kisses to the back of his shoulder while they continued to savor each other.
"...I never want to be without you again," Edward murmured against Jasper's inked flesh, turning his coppery head so he may rest his cheek along Jasper's shoulder blade, his arms unconsciously tightening around his lover as he uttered the words that had first occurred to him whence he had witnessed the mesmerizing sight of Jasper being brought to orgasm.
Jasper lowered his ocean-blue gaze to the shadow-laden blankets beneath them, his thoughts swirling thickly inside his mind, words that were manifesting seemingly without effort positively dying to be spilled from his lips, before he gingerly began to ease away from Edward, careful in his movements as his lower body was a bit sore.
The American male quickly assisted Jasper in slowly stepping off of the bed, their hands intertwined as Edward followed after him, standing before him amidst the dimly-illuminated motel room with gentle yet unwavering eyes as the two remained intimately close, personally needing the presence of the other to feel such remarkable tranquility and comfort flowing in their veins.
Jasper licked his lips before speaking, their hands joined at their sides, as Edward took another half-step closer to the Russian, just as he was lifting his thoughtful gaze up to the American male, his English words in some sort of order inside his still-hazed mind.
"...I...don't really know...what to say...I've never felt anything like this..." Jasper proclaimed with a bit of uncertainty in his accented voice, before the Russian steadied his tone along with his steel-blue gaze towards his fiery lover, his next words holding every bit of sternness he wished to use with his kind, red-haired lover, "...but I do know that I love you, Edward...I need you...and...I want to be with you...just you."
Edward's breath rushed from his lungs as his lips curved into a bright smile at his lover's words, his very soul feeling satisfied at once from what Jasper had confessed to him as well as what Jasper had admitted he had not known how to put into words yet, and it was with great happiness flooding his world and making up his reality that Edward threw his arms around his lover's lithe body and hugged him close.
Jasper hurriedly reciprocated Edward's embrace, burying his precious face against the side of Edward's neck, as he squeezed his lover's back with his arms, feeling lighter than air by the things he had said and the love he could feel between them, grounded only by the sweet words and touches by his most treasured savior, as both men adamantly clung to one another.
"...Edward..." Jasper whispered, having to crane his head up from Edward's chest as he ran the tip of his nose lovingly along his boyfriend's strong jaw line, knowingly causing Edward to close his eyes in unparalleled joy, "...take a bath with me...?"
Edward smirked at his lover's charming, sugar-topped words, his green eyes remaining closed, as he massaged his fingers into Jasper's lower back, his cheek nuzzling affectionately into Jasper's own, as he gave his effortless reply.
"Of course, sweetheart...I would like nothing more..." Edward answered his Russian lover, earning a gorgeous, genuine smile from Jasper as he ran his hands up and down Jasper's back in a soothing gesture, his actions automatic and requiring little thought, as the American male somberly considered his gaze and senses all but blinded by the sheer impact that Jasper's smiling, beautiful face once again had on his heart.
"...wow..." Edward breathed.
Author's Note: Okay. I know this took me five years to write. Sorry 'bout that. In any event, Edward and Jasper are together now! It can only get better from here...right...? Stay tuned and drop me a line, fans. XD