ROMAN POV

"Do you still have the keycard?" I asked when he pulled back from my lips.

"Yeah, why?"

"Come back with me," I said, his eyes dark in the moonlight. "I don't want to let you go yet. Angela is driving Drake and I back, she can drop you at the back gate again and I'll meet you there."

My body thrummed with excitement of the idea of having him all to myself for the night. I'd missed him so much, his arms, his body, his lips, his beautiful heart. I needed him so much it made my chest ache.

"I don't know, I've already snuck out of the hospital to come here, if they call my Dad and he finds out I'm with you…"

"I know… I just," I sighed and brought a hand to cup his face. "I've missed you. I was so scared... And there are somethings I should tell you… About how you got better…"

"What are you talking about?" He pulled away and sat up, pushing me off him.

"I can't believe it worked, but it did and now you're better and I just want-"

"What worked? What did you do Roman?" His eyes narrowed. Intensity rolled off him like a tidal wave.

"I cured you," I confessed, unable to meet his gaze. "But no one can know. We're forbidden from using our… medicine… on humans." I looked up at him and grabbed his hand. "I couldn't lose you Jake. Not after just finding you. I couldn't survive it if you died."

A tear rolled down my cheek and I made no effort to hide it. His leaned in and licked it away with a groan. "I love you too," he whispered before pulling me against his body and holding me so tight I could barely breathe, but it felt so right, like I was being put back together piece by piece.

I lost myself in his embrace, letting myself fold into his arms and crumble to pieces before he put me back together again. It felt so right being back in his arms. Whatever had happened earlier didn't matter, It was probably just the rush from getting cyper, we'd all experienced it. Usually it manifested sexually or in hyperactivity, but I didn't really know what it did to humans, so I was more than willing to write it off and forget anything had ever come between us.

A knock on the window pulled my attention away from him, and when I looked, a large dark haired man with a magnetic smile waved at me. "Come on you two, stop steaming up my windows," he teased opening the door.

"Roman, this is Mason." I stared into the man's dark blue eyes, captivated for a moment by the heat rolling off him.

"So you're the guy who Jake had me break him out for?" Mason said with a dazzling smile before reaching out his hand.

I took it in my own but instead of shaking it, he pulled me out of the back seat to standing and clapped a hand on my shoulder. His intense gaze required all my attention. I felt a tremor run through my body. Was it attraction or fear? I wasn't sure but either way it deeply unsettled me.

"Hi," I said lamely.

"Make sure you take care of him, he's one of a kind."

"Mase, I'm going to stick around with Roman. Thanks for the ride," Jake said, taking my hand and holding it with a gentle touch. Desire pulsed through me at his touch and I turned to look at him. Whatever Mason had inspired in me, it was nothing like what I felt for Jake.

"All right, behave yourselves boys," he laughed before climbing into the driver's seat and revving the engine.

After Angela dropped Drake and I off at the sector gate, she headed off with Jake toward the back access door.

Drake and I walked back to his Pod together on my way there to meet him. "So everything's all right in your world again huh?" he teased, arm wrapped around my shoulder.

I hung my head, unable to hide the ridiculous grin on my face. "I guess."

"Just be careful, Ro. It's not good for you to be so wrapped up in one person you can't even think straight when they're not around."

"I know, there's just something about him. It's, I don't know, like we're meant to be together, like fate or something."

"Please don't start quoting sonnets or some such nonsense on me," Drake teased, pulling my head in under his arm and mussing my hair.

We tussled for a minute, mock punching and grabbing at each other as we walked.

"I don't know if you're one who should be giving me a hard time though, I saw you with Angela. Every time she talked, you had doe eyes." I open my eyes wide and batt my eyelashes, earning myself a punch in the kidneys.

"Fuck you."

"No thank you," I laughed slapping him on the back. "I'm heading out, see you tomorrow."

"If you ever get out of bed." He teased, winking at me. "Oh and if Jake's around tomorrow, maybe ask him if I can use his phone."

"Gotta girl you want to talk to?" I sang.

"Maybe," he ran a hand over his shaved head and tromped away from me. I laughed as I watched him go before slipping into the shadowy alley and taking off for our meeting point.

By the time I got there, Jake had already let himself in and was leaning against one of the storage Pods. His tall lean figure called out to me and I rushed into his arms. When our lips met the sky burst into a million stars and crashed down around us, igniting us with their light. He wrapped his arms around me and deepened our kiss, pushing me back against the side of the metal pod.

"God Roman, I missed you so fucking much," he groaned as his lips moved down my neck. He had me locked into place, his body barely giving me enough room to move my hands around his back and under his shirt. At the touch of my hands against his skin he growled and bit my shoulder, sending sparks of fire through my body.

"Fuck I want you," he said, his hands gripping my sides, pushing up my shirt while his hard cock pressed into my hip.

"I want you too," I chuckled, enjoying his enthusiasm. "But not out here."

I pushed him away and he gripped me tighter, looking up into my eyes. When I smiled, so did he before releasing me. My erection pressed painfully against the belt of my jeans and it was hard not to grab his hair and pull him back to me. "Let's go back to the greenhouse. No one will bother us there."

He pulled me back for another bruising kiss before nodding and taking my hand. I tried to remind myself that it was just the cyper in his blood throwing him out of orbit, but there was something about the intensity in his eyes that made me feel weak. As we walked through the evening streets, I wondered if he was really ready for what I was sure would happen when we got alone. And while I wanted to hold back, make sure he was sure, my cock throbbed at the idea of finally making love with him.

And that's what it would be. I didn't want to fuck him or just get pounded. It wasn't like the times with Teri when we both just needed a hard release. I wanted to take my time and taste every part of him, give him everything I had. I wanted to be his. Shit. I was going to be the one quoting sonnets soon.

At the ladder he released my hand and climbed up quickly, skirting the search lights on the roof while heading for the greenhouse. By the time I caught up with him, he already had his shirt and shoes off. He watched my approach with dark hungry eyes. I felt on display, like meat or a sweet to be devoured.

I stopped just out of his reached and kicked off my shoes before pulling my shirt over my head. His eyes dropped to my chest and caressed the length of my torso to my hips until I could practically feel his gaze on my throbbing cock. When he didn't lift his eyes I dropped my hands to my belt and undid it.

He took a deep breath in.

I unbuttoned the top button.

His hands clenched as if he were holding himself in place by an act of strength.

I unzipped my fly, releasing my boxer covered erection into the night air.

He moaned.

I lowered my jeans off my hips, let them fall to the ground and stepped out of them, closing the space between us.

He grabbed me with the full force of his passion, forcing a laugh from me. He frowned and shut me up with a kiss that practically knocked me over But his vise hold on my hips locked me against him. I met him with my own overwhelming passion, wrapping my arms around his body and feeling the press of his flesh against my own.

We kissed and I let myself go. No longer did I have to be the perfect son, the perfect Atrian, the perfect student. I could just be Jake's and he would love me no matter what I said or did. His mouth moved down my neck and his hands gripped my ass, pulling me against him as he thrust through his clothes.

"Here," I whispered, reaching between us and undoing his pants. He dropped his hands to his sides and I slipped my hand in and grasped his cock. It was hard and long and so hot in my hand as I slid my palm against him over and over again. He moaned and leaned into me, the tension in his body dissolving under my ministrations.

"That feels so good," he said. His breath was hot against my skin. I shivered.

He lifted a hand to my cheek and kissed me. The taste of him was warm and dark. I wanted to lose myself in him. I shoved his jeans down his legs and released his cock. We held each other and kissed as our erections slid together.

I lowered us to the floor and ran my hands along his chest and down his sides as we explored each other's mouths slowly. Soon I had his heat in my hand again. He laid back, closing his eyes. I draped myself over him, kissing my way along his shoulder and chest until I reached his nipple. It stood out hard against his sculpted chest. I took it into my mouth, pulling on it with my tongue and lips. My hips ground against his thigh and my hand continued to pleasure his cock.

He moaned and shook, threading his fingers through my hair and gently pushing me lower. I didn't need to be encouraged. My mouth already watered at the idea of licking his cock, feeling the thick head of him at the back of my throat and hearing him scream out as I swallowed. I kissed my way down his chest and released his cock so I could run my hands over his body.

When I reached the warmth of his dark curls, I inhaled and blew softly over his tender flesh. He shivered and moaned, bucking up against my lips. I complied, happily taking his full length into my mouth in one gulp, marvelling in how amazing her tasted.

He moaned above me and pulled my hair, jerking up into my mouth. I clutched his thighs and began taking my time, pulling him bit by bit into my mouth and drawing my tongue along his length as I moved back out before nipping the head of his cock gently with my teeth.

I placed one hand on his stomach, feeling how his muscles tightened and relaxed as I moved my mouth along his cock and cupped his balls with the other. When he bucked up against me I chuckled. "Are you going to hold still?"

"I'm trying, but fuck, that feels amazing."

"How about this?" I teased before running my tongue down his length before dipping lower and running it along his balls before gently sucking one into my mouth. I licked and sucked both of them until he brought his hand to his cock and began stroking it, unable to help himself.

"Remember when I told you I got some tips?" I murmured against his inner thigh before nipping it and guiding his legs open further.

"Yeah…" His voice shook.

I pushed his knees up and apart so I could settle my body between his legs. "Apparently, it's all about making sure everything is wet enough."

Before he had a chance to say anything I dipped my tongue lower and stroked it against the nub of his ass.

"Oh my fucking…" he said, trailing off into a series of moans as I did it again, pressing harder and gripping his ass in my hands. I stroked and kneaded every part of him I could touch as my tongue probed his opening, pressing further and further inside him until I couldn't reach any further.

His hand had released his cock and he now had both of his hands fisting his hair as he tilted his hips up, giving me better access to him. I pulled away. He whined. Quickly, I sucked on two fingers, coating them in my saliva. I pressed one against him, asking for entrance within.

When his body tightened I paused and kissed his sac. When he relaxed I eased my finger in further, pressing up as he allowed me entry.

Jake cried out and lifted his head when I finally probed deep enough to reach his prostrate.

"What are you..? oh shit…" he moaned as he laid back down. I could tell it took effort for him to control himself and my cock throbbed with the idea that I had shown him that pleasure. It ached to be inside him but I knew he'd need to relax more.

I fucked him with my finger, softly rocking in and out of him as he moaned. When he'd relaxed enough, I slipped the second finger in, stretching him and twisting my hand so I could lean up and take his cock in my mouth at the same time. I sucked on him hard, pulling him deep into my throat as I slid in and out of his ass.

I burned with needing him. I couldn't take any more of denying myself. His skin was on fire and my cock ached in pain with needing to feel him. When I removed my fingers he groaned in complaint but looked up at me with soft open eyes. I pulled myself up along his body and hovered over him.

"Are you sure?" I asked, needing to hear him say it.

"I've never wanted anything more than I want you, Roman." He reached around me and pulled me down against him. His kiss thrilled me, sending bolts of ecstasy through my system. His cock pressed hard against my stomach as he brought one leg up around my hip. "I want you. I need you," he said against my lips.

I rose up a little and reached between us to position myself around the pucked of his ass. "If you want me to stop, you just say."

"Shut up." He smiled. He ran a hand down my arm and sighed when I pressed the tip of my cock against him.

I eased in, pressing the head inside him, pausing whenever I felt resistance or his muscles tightened around me. He was so tight and hot, it was all I could do not to just jam myself deep inside him and fuck him until I came, screaming. But when I saw his brows come together or his jaw clench as he adjusted to me being inside him, I found the strength to hold back.

I rested my weight on top of him and pressed a little further. His body softened and opened around me and soon I was sliding in and out of him freely. We kissed as I moved inside him, his tight soft walls gripping me in pulsing contractions that pulled on my sanity.

His arms wrapped around me and we moved together like a wave crashing over the beach. Every time I thrust into him I came closer to what perfection must be. Deep inside his beautiful body, I found a freedom never afforded to me in my regular life. As he wrapped himself around me and held me completely, I finally let myself go.

"You're so tight, it's… Gah… I'm…"

"It's okay," he soothed, kissing his way down my neck and tucking his head against my chest. "Take me, I'll get my turn." He gripped my ass and rocked his hips up so I slammed deep against his prostate, making us both cry out. I increased my speed, pumping into him, no longer able to care about if I hurt him. Everything blinked out except the feeling of his tightness and the ecstasy of pumping in and out of him.

My body went rigid and I cried out to the stars as I came.

I softened and pulled out, careful to watch his face for any pain, but he just smiled at me before licking his lips.

"I know you probably need a minute, but I don't know if I can wait." He growled sitting up and rolling us over. Instead of settling between my legs like I had done, he turned me the rest of the way over and gripped my hips, pulling me onto my knees.

"Jake?" I said nervously.

Instead of replying he dropped his nose to my back and took a deep breath. He ran his nose down my spine. When he reached the curve of my ass, he gripped my cheeks, spread them apart and ran his tongue over my opening, lapping at me and pressing against the hole with his tongue.

The contact felt so amazing. Even though I was still recovering from the high I'd just experienced my cock began to harden and I cried out when his finger slipped inside me. He didn't wait for me to adjust and the burn of his second finger shocked me. It was like he'd ripped inside me and discovered this amazing thing I didn't even know existed.

Soon he was positioned behind me with his hips angled against my ass and his cock demanding entry.

"Jake, slow down."

He groaned and pressed inside me, his thick cockhead filling me. I cried out, stretched and surprised. I wasn't ready, but my now fully engorged cock didn't care. He gripped my hips and slid himself deep inside me in one steady thrust.

We screamed together. Pain and pleasure mixed together as he began moving, I met him thrust for thrust, slamming back against him so he could reach the deeper and more intense part of me. It lasted for hours and seconds and eons. Time ripped apart as he pounded into my, his hipbones hard and sharp against my ass, his balls swinging against mine when we came together.

He pressed down hard on my back and changed his angle, forcing me down onto the ground. He didn't slow or pause as he fucked me, taking what I gave with abandon.

"Fuck!" He cried out behind me as he sheathed himself deep inside my ass. I reached beneath me and grabbed my cock, jerking myself hard and fast as he pulsed inside me. I felt my body clench around him, intensifying the blissful pain of his invasion until we came together hard.

He stayed inside me, lying on top of my body, his face buried in my shoulder. It ached to have him still there, but I didn't want him to move, didn't want this moment to ever end. He ran his nose along my shoulder and nipped at my flesh before pulling out. Without him filling the stretched space within me, the burn intensified.

I began to sit up, but he pressed his hand against me. "Stay there," he said before getting up. I stayed quiet as I listened to him moving around and heard the distinct sound of the hose turning on. He returned with a wet shirt in his hands.

I watched as he wiped off his cock before he sat next to me and began cleaning me.

"That's cold!" I squealed, squirming away, but he growled and held me in place with a firm grip. When he had wiped away all evidence of our passion, he rolled me over and folded over the shirt before cleaning my cock.

Sleep drifted in over me, trying to steal me away from the image of Jake's beautiful body tending to me so gently. When he laid down, I curled up into his side and rested my head on his shoulder.

"Thank you," I whispered. "I love you."

Sleep rushed over me too fast to hear his reply.