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Brendan POV –

You pull away from the hug to look at Steven, he looks slightly worried at the loss of contact, so you pull him towards you and kiss him; as you press your lips together your senses are immediately overwhelmed, his lips are just as plump as they've always been, his skin is just as soft, everything about him feels the same as before. The kiss is slow and languid, both of you taking your time to familiarise yourselves with the others mouth all over again, searching with your tongues. You feel a wetness on your cheek and you don't know who the tear has come from, you or him but in all honesty you do not care.

It's not long before the kiss deepens and quickens, both of you becoming desperate for more contact, to be pressed closer together. Steven has his hands fisted in the back of your t-shirt, pulling you towards him while yours rest on the back of his neck and his hip. He tastes amazing, better than you remember and you cannot concentrate on anything apart from him. Your boy.

He moans as he presses his lips harder against yours, and you can't take it anymore, if you don't stop then you will get carried away, so reluctantly you break off the kiss, you don't move far and rest your forehead on his, lips inches away from each-other. You open your eyes and look at him, but Steven still has his closed so you move further away until your hands are either side of his face; he looks at you then and your breath is caught in your throat. Fuck. He looks so fucking beautiful.

This moment is perfect, so perfect that you don't really want to ruin it with words, but you know you and Steven have to talk; have to talk about the argument, have to talk about his drink driving…you have so much to talk about and the look he is giving you, tells you he is thinking the same.

"Steven, we have to talk about this, why would ye get in the car when ye were absolutely bladdered?"

He looks at you properly, face full of unspoken apologises, tears glistening his eyes and you wipe away the one that escapes down his cheek.

"I…I wanted to see you…I wanted an argument, I was so fucking annoyed at you for storming out, I just didn't even care how drunk I was…I-I-"

He bursts into tears then and you instantly wrap him in your arms, telling him it's okay and that it doesn't matter now, at least he's better. You can't be angry with him, you have no right to be when you had stormed out, getting pissed off just because you couldn't get your own way…if you had stayed and tried to understand why he didn't want to go then you probably wouldn't be here right now. He waits until he has calmed down before pulling away.

"-Brendan…I have to tell you something…I have to tell you everything…" He's fiddling with his hands, looking down because he can't meet your eyes, so you gently put two fingers under his chin and tilt his head until he's forced to make eye contact.

"Ye can tell me anything okay? Ye can tell me everything…"

And he does, he tells you how much he loves you, he tells you how he is petrified about losing you one day, how he wouldn't be able to cope if you ever left. He tells you how scared he is of the counselling session and how he won't go…even now, about how he is terrified they will find out the truth, meaning you will be sent to prison; he tells you how he wanted to kill Danny and Noah and how he would've if you didn't get there first. He begins to tell you exactly what that monster did to him, how Noah had practically tortured him…destroyed him and you fight to keep the bile from rising in your throat, he's telling you how much it hurt, how Noah had nearly choked him…he's telling you all the disgusting things he said and you listen, no matter how much it pains you because he needs to get this out, needs to tell someone before it eats him up and completely ruins him. Eventually he finishes, and looks you dead in the face, the looks back, the one where he has no emotion in him, like he's feeling empty again.

"Do you really love me Brendan?" And there he is again, questioning your love for him, not believing you could love him…this has to end right now.

"Yes Steven, I do love ye"

"…But why? How could you love me?"

You sigh and take his face in your hands again; you will make him understand even if it kills you.

"Okay…firstly, anyone who has a brain loves ye Steven and secondly; I love you because ye are the only person who has ever known the real me…and ye still love me with all my flaws, I love you because ye are beautiful, not just on the outside because ye have a beautiful soul too. I love everything about ye, how fucking sassy and feisty ye are all the time, how selfless ye are and how ye always listen to everyone. I love the way ye do your hair, the way ye dress and the way you can look good in anything, I love your smile and that weird laugh ye have; I love the way you bite your lip when you know exactly what it does to me, and the way ye can make me melt with one touch. I just love every single part of ye…I am in love with ye Steven and I always always will be, no matter what and I will make ye understand by repeating everything I've just said to ye, every single day for the rest of our lives if I have to…ye are my entire world, okay?"

He looks speechless, completely dumbfounded, you've stumped him for words and it feels good, good that you have shown him how you feel, told him exactly what he means to you and everything you love about him. A beaming smile spreads across his face and he rubs his eyes to prevent him from crying.

"I love you so much Bren…"

"I know ye do" You lean forward and kiss him just as the doctor comes in through the door, a smile on his face.

"Hello…we would just like to tell you Ste will be able to go home tomorrow-" Steven lets out a little squeal of happiness before the doctor continues, "-also, visiting hours are over so I'm gonna have to ask you to leave Brendan…" That's okay, you know he has let you have an extra hour…just like he has every day Steven has been in hospital.

You turn to Steven and give him once last kiss before leaving, telling him you love him before walking out the door.

You get the best night sleep you've had in over a month that night…

Ste POV –

Walking back into the flat feels surreal, you hadn't realised you missed it this much. Getting discharged from the hospital had been a nightmare, they had fucked up your notes, the doctor had been delayed and to top it off when you finally left the hospital, you had nearly had another car crash; by the time you got home it was already nine o'clock and you were knackered.

You walk over to the sofa and slump down, flicking on the TV only to find there's just a load of shit playing; Brendan sits down next to you and you instantly curl up next to him, pressing against his side, in the space that seems to be made for you. He leans down and plants a soft kiss on the top of your head before settling back and watching whatever's on the screen; you're not paying attention, you can only look at Brendan.

He's rubbing one finger up and down your spine, the touch is so light it's barely there but you can feel it and it's causing you to tingle all over; you want him, you want him so badly but you're terrified, this has got to be one of the scariest things you have ever done. You pluck up the courage to tell Brendan what you want.

"Brendan?..."

"Hmmm?"

"I want to…to"

"What Steven?"

You can't say it so instead you settle for kissing him, shifting from his side and pulling his face towards yours; he hesitates for a second before kissing you back and pulling you up until you're straddling him. This is the closest you have been since Noah and you are surprised that you're not freaking out, you move your arms around his neck and pull him even closer; his hands are on your hips and your groins are pressed together, as you begin to move he breaks away.

"Steven…what are ye doing?" His pupils are blown with desire, his face filled with lust and his lips are parted; he looks just as turned on as you.

"I want this Brendan…I'm scared but I trust you and I-I want this…"

"Are ye sure? Don't feel like ye have to do this…if you're not ready…"

You take in a large breath and release it before you talk.

"Yeah…I'm sure" You get off of him and take his hand, pulling him towards your bedroom; you're shaking and you know he can feel it as you both lay down on the bed. You're both lying on your side, facing each-other as you kiss again; it's peaceful and you can feel yourself hardened, you let Brendan know by wrapping your leg around his hip, dragging his body closer as you push your crotch against his; you can feel how hard he is too and he lets out a sigh at the contact.

You push Brendan onto his back and break the kiss as you begin to unbutton his shirt, you need to be in control here for this to work and you know Brendan gets that, he's letting you do whatever you want, giving you the reigns. As soon as his shirt is undone you lean forward, kissing him gently on the lips before moving down to his chest, licking down to his torso; one of Brendan's hands is stroking through your hair, while the other is fisted by his side. You know it is hard for him to be so submissive but he is doing it for you.

As you reach his treasure trail, you unzip his jeans and slip your hand inside; curling your fingers around his cock as you carry on kissing his stomach area. You watch as his eyes flutter shut and he begins to pant, his breath hitching as you swipe your thumb over the head; smearing his pre-cum down the length of his shaft.

Soon this isn't enough for you, it's been weeks since you've done this and you need to taste him; without warning you release his erection from the confines of his clothing and take it in your mouth, causing Brendan to arch slightly off the bed as he groans- a spike of pleasure shooting through his body. Fuck, you forgot how good he tastes, how it's like a mixture of salty and sweet and you can't get enough, sucking until your jaw hurts, licking all over- from base to tip, over the head, sucking the foreskin; it's amazing. Brendan's a mess, writhing and squirming as you continue with your relentless attack; muttering please for no reason. This is the first time you've had him like this, completely at your mercy and begging to be taken out of this pleasurable torture; he's always been the dominant one and having him like this feels incredible. He subconsciously lifts his hips from the bed, pushing further into your mouth; you should be scared but you're not, and instead of freaking out you encourage him, take him down further until he's making incoherent noises above you.

"Fuck! Steven stop, I'm gonna…I'm-" You stop instantly, moving up his body and kissing him passionately before standing up; Brendan watches you as you undress, then stands up and takes off the remainder of his own clothes. Brendan lies back on the bed, almost trembling with need, dick stuck to his stomach as you just stand staring at his naked form.

"Will ye let me do something Steven?"

You snap out of your daze and look him in the eyes, brow furrowed slightly in confusion. "What…?"

"Will ye let me rim ye? I just…I need to, please?"

You don't hesitate because he's asking you, not telling you; he's giving you the option to say no if you have to. You walk over and straddle his chest, he takes hold of your hips and gently pulls you up until you are practically seated on his face. He places one hand on each arse cheek before spreading them apart, exposing your hole for him to see; he lets out a low 'mmm' sound before diving straight it.

You grip hold of the headboard, so tightly that your knuckles turn white as he licks furiously over your entrance; eating you out as though he's a starved man, like you are a delicacy and Christ it's too much, the pleasure too acute as he shoves his tongue in deeper, pulls you down until you're sure he can't breathe. You need more, you're ready for more.

"Brendan…f-finger me" You're still in control, you are commanding him; telling him what to do and as he brings his hand up to your mouth, not stopping his actions in your arse, making you sloppy from the inside-out, you let out a whimper. He releases his fingers with a pop and sits up until you are straddling his thighs, diving in for a kiss so you are able to taste yourself. He moves his spit covered fingers down your back and towards your hole, rubs on it until it opens completely then pushes home; causing you to break the kiss and let out a low sigh.

This pleasure is intense, better than you expected and you don't know what to do with yourself; you settle on leaning your head downwards, sucking on Brendan's neck until you know a mark will be left.

"P-put another…one in Bren" He adds another finger and you can't control yourself any longer, moaning his name and saying fuck over and over again as you grab his wrist and make him move his fingers faster; aiming them to rub over your prostate repeatedly. Soon his fingers are no longer enough and you lift off them, walking over to the drawers and pulling out a condom and some lube; you return to Brendan and roll the condom over his length before slicking him up with the lube, making him groan low in his throat as you get carried away and begin to pump his cock. You straddle his thighs again and press your foreheads together, you feel the tip of Brendan's cock push against your hole and stop breathing, your heart pounding in your head.

"Are ye okay?" Brendan asks, a concerned expression on his face. You nod and kiss him softly because you want this, you need this.

You feel the head of his dick push inside and exhale slowly as you sink down, feeling every inch enter you…it feels good; amazing in fact and as you lower yourself further, pressing down until you are seated in his lap, you and Brendan moan simultaneously.

He's balls deep inside you, the deepest he's ever been and this position is so intimate, you are so close together that it is breath-taking; you've never been like this before and it's so different…it feels like a step in your relationship…it feels like love. You slowly begin to circle your hips, your dick trapped in between your bodies and this pleasure is immense; so intense that you feel like sobbing. You're going to come from this alone but you need to get Brendan there with you, he's not at that stage yet and it is your job to get him there.

"Brendan! Ah…fuck me"

You lift up slightly and push your lips against his as his thrusts pick up speed, hitting that spot over and over again, making you scream his name and you can't help but grab your cock, pumping uncoordinatedly until Brendan bats your hand away; grabbing hold of you and jerking you off with such speed everything becomes blurry. He's hammering into you with everything he's got, groaning with every thrust and you know he's close; it's a good thing because with one final jerk of his hips you come, spilling into his hand as you moan his name repeatedly. He follows shortly after and collapses back on the bed, body shaking through the aftershocks.

"Jesus Steven…" He pants as his breathing begins to regulate again. You can't speak, he's still inside you and your vision hasn't returned yet; it takes all of your remaining energy just to lift off him and lay by his side, wrapping your arm around his stomach.

"I missed that…" You reply, laughing slightly as you begin to get your breath back.

"Me too…so fucking much" You lean up and kiss him on the lips before settling back down and laying your head on his chest, this is a step forward, this is when you can put the past behind you; no need to seek help because Brendan is your help, he is the one that will always be here for you, the one who will always love you no matter what. Your fiancé, the love of your life and your soul-mate; the one person who you can confide in and the only person who knows the real you. As you hear the light sound of snoring, you smile, knowing that Brendan is here and will always keep you safe now; you fall asleep knowing it would be hard for your life to get better than this.

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