Lover Redeemed - Part 5
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Qhuay Love FOREVER!
Lover Redeemed – Part 5
Written By Lily
Blay sat down at First Meal the next night with the biggest goddamn hang-over in the history of the world. He felt like the entire U.S. Army's All-American Marching Band had just pulled up stop, and started playing a medley of their Greatest Hits in his head…on repeat, with that big fucking drum as the main attraction. God, kill me now! Deciding just then that the whole food thing was a gigantic mistake, Blay excused himself from the table and left the dining room in a rush. At that moment, he desperately needed to get as far away from Qhuinn as possible. He needed his space after everything that had gone down between them the previous night. He still couldn't believe the things they had done together at the club and then again in Qhuinn's room. Oh God! He was even more messed up now, than before, if that were even possible. Fuck me and my shitty choices!
"Blay, wait! Will you just wait? Fuck…we need to talk about last night." Qhuinn demanded, coming up from behind him as he made his way quickly up the grand staircase. He watched as Blay rubbed small circles around his throbbing temples with the tips of his elegant fingers. Well that's what you get when you drink two bottles of Goose all to yourself in one hit, Qhuinn thought. Seriously…you're going to go there… like you can talk…mocked the little voice in his head. Let's just start calling you the tequila king, shall we!
"We have nothing to talk about." Blay snapped, entering his bedroom with Qhuinn fast on his heels. Not caring about the consequences, Qhuinn just barged right in, uninvited.
"The fuck we don't." he growled, following Blay into his bedroom.
"Get out of my room, Qhuinn!" Blay shouted, not caring one little bit if anyone heard him shouting or not. "I mean it, get the fuck out!"
Dismissing Blay's outburst like it was nothing more than unexplained noise, Qhuinn slammed the door shut so hard that he nearly ripped the damn thing right off its hinges in the process. He was so angry at that moment looking at Blay. His chest was moving rapidly up and down, his mismatched eyes narrowed as they watched him. He felt like he was ready to explode at that very minute. He was so tempted to just come clean about everything and end this fucked up mess he had created, but he didn't, he couldn't…not just yet anyway.
"Why are you doing this to me?" Qhuinn demanded, looking at Blay like he didn't even recognize him anymore.
"That's a joke, right? You're fucking with me now. Because from where I'm standing, Qhuinn…I am not doing anything to you. That's what you wanted, right? To have exactly nothing, to do with me. I'm simply giving you what you want. That is, what you want, right?" Blay questioned sarcastically, matching Qhuinn glare for glare now, stepping closer into his space as he spoke.
"When did I ever say something as stupid as that, Blay?" Qhuinn retaliated quickly.
"What do you think you're doing, Qhuinn? Do you think just because we hooked up last night that anything has changed between us?" he spat, gritting his teeth as he looked straight at Qhuinn. "If anything right now, I hate you even more than I did before."
Qhuinn couldn't help but recoil at the harshness of Blay's words, faltering back somewhat as if he had just been physically struck. "Yeah…you keep on telling yourself that, Blay. Face it! You're drawn to me, just like I'm drawn to you. It's impossible for us to stay away from each other, and you know it!"
"Explain to me what you are trying to do here, Qhuinn? Because, for the life of me, I can't seem to figure you out. Nothing new there, right? So why don't you just enlighten me and tell me what the fuck it is that you want from me exactly?" Blay yelled, invading Qhuinn's space even more. He was equally angry now, if not more, and was so prepared to drop Qhuinn right on his pretty boy ass if needed, with no hesitation whatsoever.
Breathing heavily, Qhuinn looked at the male he loved. "I want my best friend back." he said sadly. "I miss him…I miss being around him. I miss every damn thing!"
"Poor, Qhuinn! Boo-fucking-hoo! That… is never going to happen. This situation right here… that's all on you. YOU—fucked—E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G—up—for—US! " Blay growled, slamming Qhuinn hard against the door, grabbing him roughly by the throat, his fingers digging into his skin as he snarled at him, baring his fangs only inches away from his face.
Qhuinn didn't fight him, not one bit. He knew Blay was entitled to be royally pissed with him, that was a given, considering everything he had recently put him through and all. It's not like Blay knew the truth…knew that he was still madly in love with him or anything logical like that. No, logical was not how Qhuinn rolled in the game of life, that would be far too easy for him now, wouldn't it? No, not even remotely close, he liked a challenge…right? Yeah right! His reality was so warped at this point, and he was crushing on Blay to such an extreme that he would even take a beating if he had to, just to get close to him. How fucked up was that?
"Blay! Ease up on the death grip…fuck…you're choking me! I don't want to fight you…I won't…not ever. So go ahead if you need to vent, hurt me, I don't care." Qhuinn gasped, trying to do his best to breathe against Blay's hold. His blue/green eyes tracked Blay's movements with interest. Qhuinn's hands moved from Blay's wrists to rest his palms flat on Blay's hard stomach now, his thumbs rubbing back and forth against the two deep grooves at Blay's hips, in a slow caress. He felt Blay release his grip on him ever so slightly, his beautiful blue eyes so expressive as he watched him with the same intensity.
"I'm only going to say this one more time. What happened between us the other night was nothing more than a lapse in judgment and it will never, happen again." he said adamantly. "Since you don't want all of me, then you can't have any of me. That's the way it has to be, there will be no other compromise on that…ever! No love…equals no friendship.
Got that? So you better just stay away from me, because I'm sick and tired of your fucking games." With that, Blay released his hold on Qhuinn's throat completely and just stared at him now instead. He waited to see what he would do or say next.
"You never gave me a chance to explain why I did, what I did!" Qhuinn muttered, still rubbing his thumbs against Blay's abdomen. "But if that's what you want, then I'll respect your wishes and stay away from you…for now…anyway."
"What does that mean…for now…anyway?" Blay asked curiously. Still pissed, he tilted up Qhuinn's chin now gripping his jaw firmly in one of his big hands so that he could look in his eyes.
"Everything will make sense soon enough. Now let me go. If you want your space Blay, then I'll give it to you. But quit all the lovey-dovey shit with my cousin, because it's getting old. We both know you're only dating him to get under my skin. Congratulations, it worked. Now you can stop with the bullshit act because it's pissing me off…so fucking quit it."
There he goes again thinking that everything he sees belongs only to him. I am not, nor will I ever be, yours again. You destroyed that dream, didn't you? Blay thought.
"I don't fucking get you, you want me, then you don't want me. Which one is it? Make up your fucking mind, Qhuinn, because you're driving me crazy with your yo-yo games. Just tell me right now that you want me and let's end this bullshit already." Blay pleaded.
Blay was instantly drawn in by the richness of Qhuinn's bonding scent. Unable to resist, he took hold of his face in both his big hands and nuzzled him close, breathing him in, then moved over to his mouth. "Tell me!" Blay whispered against his lips.
Qhuinn could feel Blay's hot breath against his lips. "Blay, I —" was all he could manage before Blay leaned in and pressed his lip to his, silencing his response. His kiss was soft, yet demanding when he needed it to be, taking Qhuinn by surprise with his new found assertiveness. Blay kissed Qhuinn passionately, pressing him hard up against the door, servicing him thoroughly with his mouth. Since their split, Blay had changed significantly, that was something Qhuinn could definitely see. He had somehow become even ballsier than before. On the outside his demeanor still showed a passive, non-confrontational type male, but underneath that calm exterior was a strong warrior who could seriously fuck you up if you forced his hand, more so now than ever. So this new take-charge Blay was becoming addictive to Qhuinn, something he wanted to explore further and he would, soon enough, God willing.
"Say it!" Blay breathed against his lips. "Christ Qhuinn, why can't you just admit that you love me? You know you do! Just fucking say it so we can be together again…please, baby!"
Qhuinn was quiet for a minute taking in Blay's words as he looked at him, his gaze wandering all over his face taking in the male's evident beauty. End this now and tell him the truth…yelled the little voice in his head…you know you want to. Calming himself as best he could, Qhuinn attempted to extract himself from Blay's hold, pushing against the hard muscles of his stomach as he still held his face firmly in his hands, not letting go.
"I care about you, Blay. I always will! You will always be my best friend, regardless of everything that has happened between us lately." Qhuinn stated honestly, looking into Blay's pain filled blue eyes as he spoke. His words clearly registered now with Blay as he listened, waiting patiently to hear declarations of love that he now knew would never come.
"Just let me go!" Qhuinn said again.
With that, Blay instantly released him like he was on fire. Yes, that's what he was now willing to do. He was finally ready to let him go!
"Fine…keep lying to yourself… I don't care anymore! I'm done with you! You fucking stubborn fuck! You have lost more than you know right now! I'm over this shit. This conversation is over then, we clearly have nothing more to discuss. Go! Leave…since I disgust you so damn much. Go on… get the fuck away from me. Get outttt!" Blay yelled, pain masking his features as he turned his face away from Qhuinn's distraught expression.
Looking away in pain, Blay's beautiful mouth was now drawn tightly across his face, his full lips pressed together in frustration as he dwelled on the bleakness of his future. A lonely future without the male he so desperately, still loved. How I am ever going to recover from this nightmare? Blay thought.
"I'm so sorry, Blay…for everything." Qhuinn said quietly, leaning in one last time to kiss his soft cheek, feeling him flinch, just before he pushed past him out the door.
Once he heard the door close, Blay flipped the lock then turned and walked over to his bed. Shaking his head in disbelief he dropped his big body face first down onto the mattress, fisting the bedding up in his big hands for a minute before reaching for his pillow to stifle a sound of pure pain that escaped his lips. You're so broken…mocked the little voice in his head. That was a fact that he knew all too well…yes he was, wasn't he?
It all happened so fast, one minute they were all together ready to end the night's patrol, hunting their enemies and the next, who the fuck knew? Why did it have to happen on the night when they were patrolling a new part of town, an area they were completely unfamiliar with, basically making them nothing more than a bunch of sitting ducks, ready to be slaughtered and served up like lesser pâté. All Qhuinn could remember was that it was close to dawn when they had gotten blindsided and ambushed by those fucking lifeless fucks, then John and Xhex were running in one direction, and he and Blay in another. His only real concern at the time was making sure they got the hell out of there in one solid piece and that Blay got away safe and sound, unharmed and as far away from all those dead killers as possible. Luckily they escaped safely, but now Qhuinn was stuck in some old abandoned shack, out in the middle of goddamn nowhere, with an ex-best friend who still hated his guts. Fun times!
Securing the door quickly behind them, Qhuinn still couldn't believe that they had actually gotten away in one piece. Not to mention the fact that dawn had only been moments away as well, a few minutes more and they would have been nothing but a pile of ashes that the wind would have just scattered in every possible direction. Talk about spreading yourself thin! Shit!
"Fuck that was close." Qhuinn said in disbelief and shock. He was panting hard, sucking back huge gulps of air trying to replenish the oxygen levels in his lungs, lungs that were burning like crazy at that moment. "You okay, Blay?" Qhuinn asked between breaths. "You're not hurt or anything?" he asked with concern in his voice.
Leaning against the dust covered wall trying to get his breath back too, Blay looked over at Qhuinn in disgust. "Why the fuck would you even care?"
"C'mon Blay, fuck, gimme' a goddamn break!"
"Right…a break! If you haven't already noticed, genius, you've had three months' worth of a break." Blay scoffed sarcastically.
With surprisingly steady hands, Blay took out his BlackBerry and dialed Wrath, then put his cell on speaker. That actually shocked him considering what had just gone down only a few minutes earlier, with those lesser fucks, and then nearly getting their asses toasted by the sun. Two ridiculously close calls. Experiences, Blay had no intention of repeating again, anytime soon. Running his hands through his hair in frustration, Blay waited impatiently for the King to answer his call.
"Yeah…speak!" Wrath answered.
Finally! "My Lord?"
"Blay, where the fuck are you? And for the love of God, tell me that Qhuinn is with you too?" he commanded.
"Yes, he's here too my Lord, and he can hear you, I have you on speaker."
"What the fuck happened?" Wrath demanded.
"We got ambushed right before dawn, by a group of at least twenty lessers, maybe more. They came at us fast, so we had no other choice but to separate." Blay explained. "We lost John and Xhex in the madness. Please… tell me they got away safely and have returned back to the mansion in one piece?"
"Yeah, they're here, Blay, but John took a bullet." Wrath answered, his tone threaded with anger.
Qhuinn instantly paled as he listened to the King's words. The news blasted in his ears over and over again. If anything was to happen to John Matthew, he would be history, homeless and nothing more than a faded fucking memory in the eyes of the Blind King and his Brothers. He took an oath to protect John with his life. That was his primary duty as his appointed ahstrux nohtrum, yet he was more concerned with protecting the love of his life instead, than fulfilling his obligations. True but Wrong! If John had died tonight, then that red tear he wore on his face would be filled in with black salted ink, and would instantly become a constant reminder to all within his world that he had failed to protect John Matthew with his life. He would then be banished and disgraced for not upholding his royal duties. Second family…gone! What was he going to say to, Wrath now? Why had he not been guarding John like he was supposed to?
"Lesser fucks! Wrath, please tell me he's okay?" Qhuinn choked, his voice strained as he waited for the King to answer.
"He's fine, Qhuinn. He was lucky, it's just a flesh wound. He's getting stitched up by Doc Jane now. He's gonna be fine, Xhex is with him too. But care to explain to me Qhuinn, why you failed to do your job guarding John like you were meant to?" Wrath commanded.
Qhuinn was silent for a minute before answering. "My Lord, are we able to discuss this matter in private tomorrow when I return to the mansion?" Qhuinn asked respectfully.
Wrath was quiet for a moment as he considered Qhuinn's request. "Very well Qhuinn, tomorrow it is then." Wrath agreed. "And Qhuinn, I am forewarning you, you better have one hell of an explanation for me, boy?"
"I do…thank you, my Lord. I'll come and see you immediately when I return tomorrow night." Qhuinn confirmed, not looking in Blay's direction anymore. He knew Blay was openly watching him now with interest. No doubt curious as to what possible explanation could warrant such a cataclysmic mistake on his part. Well, that was something Blay would never know…not yet anyway!
"Fine! Where the fuck are you two, anyway?" the blind King demanded.
"We don't know, exactly." Blay answered honestly. "When we got ambushed, everything just happened so fast that we had no other choice but to bolt to the closest shelter. We're in some abandoned old shack with no windows, so we're safe from the sun, for now."
"Motherfuckers!" Wrath was quiet for a while before he spoke again. "Okay, so this is what we're gonna to do. I know V hasn't worked his magic on your BlackBerry yet Blay, but he has on Qhuinn's, so we can track where the two of you are through the chip in his phone and pinpoint your location from there. Then I'll make arrangements with Fritz to safely remove you both and return you back to the mansion…still golden…not charred!"
Did Wrath just make a joke? And a bad one at that! Hmmm, go figure! Qhuinn thought. "That's not gonna be an option for us, Wrath. I felt my phone drop out of the pocket of my jacket when I was running…fuck…I'm sorry!" Qhuinn apologized. He was fucking up left right and centre today…shit… what else was new! "We were being chased, plus it was too close to dawn to go back and get it."
More colorful words from the King. "Then you have no other choice, you need to barricade yourselves in and stick it out until nightfall. Then, when it's safe again, you can dematerialize back to the mansion. Sorry boys, that's just your reality right now. Consider this as the perfect time to work out all the bad blood flowing between you. Seriously, work it out, because you're both driving everyone crazy, including me. So sitcha asses down and talk it out. Feel me? If anything changes from now until then, call." With that, the line went dead.
Talk, yeah right! That was the last thing he wanted to do right now. "Fuuuuck!" Blay roared, punching the wall.
"Easyyyy! Relax, baby!"
"Shut the fuck up and do not speak to me for the duration of our time here." he threatened, pointing his finger at Qhuinn. "And don't call me baby, or so help me, I will…"
At that moment Blay chose not to finish that sentence. He didn't really know what he would do at that particular moment if Qhuinn continued to bait him. He wasn't one for ideal threats, so when he said something, he pretty much followed through on his word, right until the very end. He had so many different emotions running through his head and heart as he watched Qhuinn pace the hardwood floor like the large cat he so resembled, so Blay really didn't know which one to listen to, love or logic?
Qhuinn simply dismissed Blay's threat entirely and continued on with his taunts. "So your plan baby is to what, continue to freeze me out, even now, is that it?" Qhuinn hissed, as he watched him, assessing Blay's turbulent mood.
Breathe, just breathe right now before you kick the shit out him and use his body as the substitute for your beloved padded bean. Blay told himself. "Basically, you catch on quick." he mocked.
"Is that right, baby? " Qhuinn hissed, narrowing his eyes, purposely baiting Blay even more now, who was openly growling and baring his fangs, straight at him.
"I'm just going to ignore you now!" Blay snapped, seething with anger. Moving to the floor he sat down, leaned against the wall, with his long legs bent, and rested his forearms on his knees, then closed his eyes, effectively shutting Qhuinn out. Out of sight, out of mind, or so he hoped, otherwise this was going to be a very slow and torturous experience.
"Very mature, baby!" Qhuinn continued. "You wouldn't wanna hurt my feelings now, would you? Because I'm pretty sure you know how sensitive I can get?" Qhuinn teased, his words mixed with sexual innuendo.
Blay was openly glaring at Qhuinn now. "You have the audacity to talk to me about maturity?" he spat. "That's laughable, coming from someone like you. A person, who can't even handle a mature adult relationship without running away like a little, bitch!"
Just like Blay thought, his comment had hit all four bases and came flying home, right into Qhuinn's own backyard, smacking him right upside his hard head.
Qhuinn was silent for a minute before speaking. "Christ! You think what you're
doing to me is fair? What, so if you can't have me completely, then what, you don't want me at all. Is that it, Blaylock?" His blue/green eyes were now flashing with anger. "What, so if you can't have me as your mate, then I can't even have you as my best friend? Have I got that right? School me please…because this is so messed up, even for me."
It was all on now, no holds barred - they were in an abandoned old shack, out in the middle of who— the— fuck— knows— where and with no possible chance of being interrupted. This wasn't the mansion, no one was going to be barging in any time soon, so this was the perfect time to let loose and fuck the consequences, let them fall where they may, because right now, things couldn't get any worse between them than they already were.
"Are you fucking dense?" Blay spat, watching as Qhuinn recoiled at the harshness of his words. "I can't be around you, okay?"
"Why won't you reconsider this crazy ultimatum of yours, for Christ sakes? We've been best friends almost our entire lives. I know you're mad, Blay, but I would have hoped that that would have faded by now, or at least enough so that we could go back to being just friends again. How can you be so cold and freeze me out the way you have all these long fucking months? Do you know how much that fucking hurts?" Qhuinn shouted, his chest constricting with pain, making him clutch at it unconsciously with his hand.
"Yeah, I think I've got a pretty good idea of what pain feels like, thanks to you!" Blay said sadly, looking at Qhuinn properly for the first time since they got trapped in together.
"I did, what I thought was the right thing to do at the time." Qhuinn said quietly, not meeting Blay's eyes anymore. "I did, what I had to do to protect you."
"Protect me!" Blay repeated in astonishment. "If you haven't already noticed, I'm a big boy, Qhuinn. I don't need anyone's protection, least of all yours. I am more than fucking capable of protecting my-motherfucking-self, got it?"
"Fuck…I can't seem to do any right by you lately…can I? Qhuinn stated sounding defeated. "Bottom line, I had to protect you, okay?"
"Protect me… from what exactly? Be specific?" Blay demanded, anger rolling off him in waves. "Well…I'm waiting?"
Qhuinn, didn't answer, instead he continued to pace the floor like a caged animal. "Christ! Where is all this anger coming from?" he asked, shocked by Blay's increasing temper.
"You broke my fucking heart, Qhuinn! I think that entitles me to some negative feelings towards you. Don't you think?" Blay countered sarcastically.
"Do you still love me?" Qhuinn asked, instantly dematerializing to the floor between Blay's legs, mere inches away from his beautiful face.
Looking straight into those magnificent mismatched eyes that he had loved so much, Blay answered. "I wouldn't answer that question for all the riches in the world."
"Baby, please…meet me half way. Remember us together at Deceptions? Do you remember our connection, how hot we were for each other that night?" Qhuinn asked in a soft voice.
"Not really." Blay lied, not wanting to start up another something with Qhuinn.
It had gotten to the point that they hardly spoke, let alone acknowledge each other anymore, not even when it came to Brotherhood business. They now only communicated through John Matthew instead. But then there were times like the night at Deceptions and then again at the mansion in Qhuinn's room. It was almost as if they were being driven by some sort of external life-force that kept on pushing them together, again and again.
"I still want you, Blay… I've never stopped." Qhuinn purred, slowly closing the distance between them. He was now hovering inches away from Blay's full lips, resting both his hands on either side of Blay's hips. "I miss these lips." he whispered, moving one hand up to rub his thumb across the soft pinky wet flesh of Blay's bottom lip. "I'm dying to kiss them again." Qhuinn now moved even closer. "Will you grant me my request?" he asked sensually, sex dripping off every word he mouthed.
Wants you not Loves you! Nothing's changed! Blay could feel Qhuinn's bonding scent licking at his skin as he kneeled inches away from him on the dusty hardwood floor. Sweet Virgin in the Fade, why couldn't he resist that smell? If he could, he would bottle Qhuinn's scent and carry it around with him, everywhere, just so that he could always remind himself of the male he so desperately and passionately, still loved.
"It would be pointless to kiss me, because I will not be kissing you back." Blay lied again.
"Is that right, baby? I think you're wrong about that…very wrong in fact. Shall we test this little theory of yours?" Qhuinn challenged, brushing his nose lightly over Blay's, urging him on.
Blay didn't answer, he simply shook his head giving Qhuinn a silent no to his question. The only thing giving him away right now was his breathing. He was so turned on by Qhuinn and his sexy little ways that all he wanted to do was press his hard muscled body down against the hardwood floor or up against the wall, it didn't matter where; all Blay knew was that he was practically salivating with the need to fuck him. Fuck him slow, fuck him deep, fuck him hard, or fuck him fast, it didn't matter how, because it was all just semantics to him. As long as he could touch Qhuinn, that's all that mattered and he would keep on going right up until the point where he was too weak to move. That was how badly he craved him at that very moment.
"Well…is that a yes, baby? " Qhuinn purred.
Blay exhaled deeply and looked straight into Qhuinn's eyes, locking stares with him as he spoke. "I'm—warning—you—Qhuinn!" he said gritting his teeth.
"You're warning me…hmmm. Fine then…consider me warned! Now what is this big threat that you have for me, baby? "Qhuinn asked, a smirk appearing on his face causing that little half-moon crease to pop up, to Blay's dismay. He didn't need to see that right now, that was for damn fucking sure. Fuck!
"You need to seriously back the fuck up right now and move a good distance away from me, Qhuinn." Blay growled, leaning in so that they were now touching, nose to nose.
"Or… what?" Qhuinn snarled, pressing his face even closer. "What are you going to do to me exactly, baby?"
With a loud roar, Blay tackled Qhuinn roughly to the ground, flipped him onto his belly blanketing him. Moving down to his ear he whispered. "I warned you, Qhuinn, but you never listen, do you? You want to know? I'll tell you then. Are you listening? Do I have your undivided attention, now?" Now he was doing the taunting as he angled Qhuinn's neck around more so that he could look into his mismatched eyes. "BABY, I'm going to fuck you now. It's going to be so good and last for so long that I'll have you begging me to never stop!"
Qhuinn lay on top of the fancy duvet that covered his huge king size bed. He was in his standard preferred position right now doing some heavy thinking. He had his fingers casually laced at the base of his neck cradling his head in his hands and his legs were crossed at the ankles, barefoot, staring up at the ceiling, looking at nothing in particular. He was dressed casually in a black wife-beater that hugged his torso, and a pair of his favorite ripped blue Levi's, the one's that always hung way too low on his hips. Loose fitted jeans and a tank were always his preferred lounging gear, because sweats to him, were only good for his workouts, nothing more.
It was exactly one week ago today, Qhuinn realized that he'd spent nearly at entire day and night, trapped in that abandoned shack with Blay. That now ranked up there as the single best experience in his entire life. He had spent the entire day and night making love to him, again and again. Thinking back now, the sex they had shared had been so intensely erotic and intimate that it had continued right through until sundown, right up until the time when they redressed in silence before dematerializing back to the Brotherhood compound. They then walked together back into the mansion as if nothing had happened and simply walked away from each other, once again, without so much as even a backward glance in the other's direction.
During their night of passion, no further words were exchanged from that moment when Blay had tackled him to the ground. Instead, their mouths, hands, and bodies did the talking. Hours and hours of kissing, touching, stroking, and loving the one they had denied all these long lonely months, replaced the need for words. They had loved throughout the day and night, taking each other in every possible delicious position imaginable, over and over again. Taking turns at showing their love for each other. Using every sexual tool at their disposal to their advantage, using everything they knew about love making and sex to pleasure each other to no end. Yet during all those long sex filled hours together, love was expressed through touch, taste, sight and smell…only. Those three little words…I love you. They were the silent third party in their love making that day, sadly never once given the chance to be voiced or heard.
Qhuinn had been lying now in his bed thinking about Blay and their fucked up situation for what seemed like hours, trying to decide what to do next, when it finally hit him. At that very moment everything was crystal clear to him and he knew now what he had to do, needed to do. He couldn't wait anymore, it was too fucking painful. He had been hunting his brother for months now, with not even one sighting to speak of, clearly the fucker was enjoying laying low…pussy. All Qhuinn knew now was that he desperately needed Blay back, and he needed him back, now. No more waiting, that wasn't possible for him anymore. After this, if he was lucky and Blay took him back for the last time, then he would just keep the whole hunting thing on the down low until he caught and killed his brother. Simple…right?
Vaulting off his bed, he was hit with a serious head rush, but he didn't stop. This is it, no turning back now. Qhuinn told himself. He needed to find Blay urgently and speak to him. He didn't know what he was going to say exactly, but all he knew for certain was that he had to try and convince him to forgive him and give him one last chance. All Qhuinn was absolutely certain of right now was that he was going to speak from the heart, a plan he hoped was good enough to work and help get him out of this hell he had been living in all these long torturous months.
Bolting out of his room he entered Blay's bedroom without knocking, but he wasn't there. He contemplated briefly where to look next, the mansion was massive in size, maybe he was getting something to eat? Running down the grand staircase into the industrial size kitchen, Qhuinn halted, took a quick look in, but that too was empty. He had to be in the gym working out. Making his way down the tunnel that led to the training centre, Qhuinn stalked through the double doors and stopped dead in his tracks. He had found him. Blay was alone in the stadium size gym working out again on his favorite punching bag, kicking the fuck out of the padded bean, standard practice, dressed in only his signature black Nike sweats, looking no less than perfect, as usual. You can do this! Qhuinn reminded himself as he got ready to face his worst fear, rejection!
At that moment Blay immediately stopped, raised his head and sniffed the air, he knew instantly that Qhuinn was in the gym with him. Cranking his neck around Blay confirmed just that. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Ripping off his gloves he threw them to the ground and watched as they bounced off the blue mats that were randomly scattered all around the floor in different directions. He then turned and stalked quickly toward the double doors with the intention of getting as far away from Qhuinn as he could, which wasn't that far, considering it was daylight and he was trapped like an animal within the mansion's walls. Just as Blay neared, Qhuinn reached out and grabbed him by one arm; spinning him around, he slammed him hard against the gymnasium wall and then just as quickly, he released him. Using his body weight as leverage, he leaned in towards Blay trapping him between his big arms that now lay palms flat against the wall on either side of his head.
"Get the fuck off me!" Blay yelled.
"Easssy! I just wanna talk."
"Yeah, funny how that is… because I've got nothing to say to you!" he hissed.
"Christ…throw me a fucking bone here, Blay." Qhuinn yelled.
"Fine! Talk!" Blay said impatiently as he looked at Qhuinn. "Well…I'm waiting! What do you want from me, Qhuinn?"
"You…always you!" he answered softly, looking at Blay's soft lips as he spoke.
"Yeah, right! You love me soooo much…sure yeah…I see that, Qhuinn!" he said sarcastically. "I'm not in the mood for this shit, okay? Enough with the fucking mind games…I'm over it!" Blay declared, yelling at Qhuinn openly now with no regard for his feelings, whatsoever. He was mad…so mad that he could feel the heat building up and blood pooling all over his skin.
Taking a big breath into his lungs, Qhuinn got ready to speak. "Baby, please just listen to me…. I'm dying without you. I don't want anyone else, Blay…I just want you…I know that now. I need you to take me back." Qhuinn said, his voice hoarse to the point of cracking. "If you want me to court you, I'll court you? I'll even woo you with 'Barry fucking White' if that's what you want? Please just give me another chance, and I swear on my honor that I will never fail you again, and I will stand by your side for as long as you'll have me." he said sadly, his mismatched eyes never looking away from Blay's face. "I don't know what more I can say. All I know is that I love you so much, it hurts, and being without you all this time has been my greatest punishment." Qhuinn then stopped and took one more deep breath before continuing on, trying his hardest to keep his emotions in check so that he could finish what he had to say in one go.
"You need to know that you have been the only person in my life that I have ever loved! Before I met you I was lost. I lived, simply to exist. But now I know, I live to love you." he said emphatically. His bonding scent was clearly on show now, emanating out of every pore on his body.
Taking another deep breath Qhuinn waited for Blay to speak, if he refused him another chance, then that was going to be the end for him, he would never be able to move on from this, that much he knew. After this, he would have no one left. His only comfort now was knowing that his peace was merely steps away. If Blay rejected him, he would leave here one last time, then walk outside and kneel before the sun and let the shining rays wash through him, purifying his soul and exorcising him of all his pain, forever! That would be his peace, his only salvation in stopping the hurt from continuing, and that eased him, even now.
Blay was quiet for a long time. With his back still up against the wall, his eyes were now closed almost squeezed shut as he desperately tried to rationalize his decision regarding his future with Qhuinn. His head was spinning as he remembered Qhuinn's words. They played like a music track on repeat in his head. His words were the lyrics, serenading his frontal lobe over and over again. He had loved watching the play of emotions that danced around freely on Qhuinn's beautiful face as he laid his heart on the line, speaking so openly from the heart for the first time in his life, without any fear or reservations. That was something new that Blay had never seen until now. Just then, he opened his eyes and raised his head. Looking straight at Qhuinn, he now knew what he had to do.
"Blay…please say something, you're killing me." he pleaded.
"I don't want to do this here. I have something to say and I don't want the entire fucking mansion as witnesses." Blay said.
Fuck me, that's so not good. Qhuinn thought as he released Blay from his hold and followed him towards one of the many equipment rooms in the training centre.
Blay chose the equipment room that was the furthest away from the gym's entrance.
He was still pissed and wanted privacy with no interruptions. He waited for Qhuinn to enter before he shut the door hard and flipped the lock.
The room was used to store all the excess padded blue exercise mats that littered the main floor of the mansion's stadium size gymnasium. The mats in the room were stacked up high, in three lots of ten, laying side by side, spanning from one wall to the other, taking up half the space in the room.
Qhuinn stood awkwardly in the middle of the room next to the stack of blue mats, shifting nervously from one foot to the other as he waited for Blay to speak.
"Sit down and don't fucking speak unless I tell you to" Blay threatened.
Ah…fuck, here we go! Good-luck motherfucker! Qhuinn told himself. Sitting down on one of the neatly stacked up pile of mats, Qhuinn leaned forward resting his forearms on his knees as he always did, and rubbed his face hard for a minute before looking up to face Blay; and what he hoped was not going to be his firing squad too.
Standing before Qhuinn, Blay paced the room for a second, gathering his thoughts.
"I have loved you for my entire adult life. And after our transition, I had the pleasure of watching you fuck everything that crossed your path." he said sarcastically. "Do you have any idea how much that fucking hurt, Qhuinn? Do… you? Answer me!" he demanded.
"Yeah, I do now… I hated watching you with Sax…I wanted to kill that motherfucker." Qhuinn answered honestly.
"And yet, that was one person. Imagine my pain a million times over, watching you, night after night, pick up and fuck random humans." he growled, in disgust. "Yeah that's right, Qhuinn. It hurt like a bitch, every fucking time you did that, with no regard whatsoever for what it did to me!" A deep scowl now covered his face as he remembered.
Qhuinn winced as he watched Blay. He was instantly hit with an overwhelming rush of shame and regret for what he had done. Actions he had repeated countless times, with no regard for anything other than his own selfish needs.
"Do you still love me?" Qhuinn said, choking on those five little words as he remembered the last time he had asked that same question. Blay had never answered then. Would he now?
Without hesitation now Blay answered truthfully. "Yes…but that's not enough for me anymore. I can't just let you walk back into my life, into my bed, and take the chance at letting you hurt me again. It's too fucking painful, Qhuinn! And to be completely honest, I just don't trust you anymore!" he said sadly but truthfully. "Sometimes, there's just no going back. You can't fix everything. Some things are just not meant to be."
Qhuinn stalked towards Blay and gently took hold of his face. "This can't be it for us Blay. I know that you want to forgive me. I'm begging you please… just give me one more chance. I will never fuck up and hurt you again, I promise on my life. I would rather kill myself first before I ever do that to you again." he said desperately as he leaned in and kissed Blay's full lips gently, before pulling away and looking at him again.
"I just don't know, Qhuinn. I'm so fucking confused right now.'' Blay said, running his hands roughly through his golden-red hair.
"If I could do this all over Blay, I would! I would have treated you like the treasure that you are. But I don't have a magic wand that I can just wave around and make all my mistakes simply disappear. I can only promise you going forward that you will always come first, before everything else. That is my pledge to you! You are my entire life now.
Please don't push me away, I… love…you." he said quietly, resting his forehead against Blay's.
Blay was silent again. He said nothing for what felt like an eternity, making Qhuinn very fucking nervous…again.
"You hard headed, stubborn, arrogant shit. You nearly cost us, everything! You are so fucking lucky that I love you as much as I do. Never, do that to us again!" Blay said seriously growling low as he took hold of Qhuinn's face. "And make no mistake about it, this is it Qhuinn, your last fucking chance. Fuck up again and I swear—"
"Never gonna happen!" Qhuinn said confidently, cutting Blay off mid-sentence. "I need you to know something first. I need you to know that I haven't been with anyone else since that first night we were together in your bedroom. It's important to me that you know that. I haven't wanted anyone else but you all this time. I love you, Blay and only you." he said, just before kissing his lips again.
Reaching out, Qhuinn wrapped his big arms around Blay's waist bringing his warm body closer to his. He hugged Blay tightly to him as he ran his fingertips over his strong back, lightly caressing his smooth skin as he breathed a huge sigh of relief into the smooth skin at his neck, smelling his bonding scent, taking his delicious fragrance into his lungs. Still holding him close, Qhuinn squeezed his eyes shut and thanked the Scribe Virgin for his second chance before speaking again. "I need to know that you're mine again. I need to feel you near me." Qhuinn groaned, wrapping his arms tighter around Blay's body, enveloping him within his embrace.
Blay felt so safe wrapped up in Qhuinn's arms. He loved the feel of him, he was so strong, so undeniably male. He loved the smell of him too. Loved how his bonding scent now drifted all over his skin, subtly marking him as his. Blay knew that he now and forever belonged to Qhuinn and the piece of knowledge was intoxicatingly erotic to him. All those months apart had been hell, but now they were finally together again, exactly where they belonged, wrapped in each other's arms. It was heaven.
Blay pressed closer running his hands over Qhuinn's perfect ass, lightly gliding his fingers over his denims, pressing him closer to him. Wanting and needing more, he reached under the waistband of his Levi's and slid his palms over all his smooth skin, squeezing gently with his hands as his mouth moved closer to his.
Both their bonding scents now filled the storage room. Delicious dark spices fragranced the air with an erotic need to mate, to claim and possess the one they loved most in the world. They kissed with urgency now, both basking in the knowledge that they could once again touch each other freely without limitations or boundaries.
Blay quickly moved Qhuinn over to the stacked up blue exercise mats. He ripped off his black wife-beater and dropped it somewhere on the floor, then went for the fly of his jeans and unsnapped the buttons of his 501's in one swift move, tugging them with urgency down his long legs. He pushed at Qhuinn's shoulders firmly until he fell back onto the blue mats, sending him backwards and yanked his jeans off the rest of the way. He then quickly and efficiently rid himself of his own clothes before gracefully moving towards Qhuinn and straddling his hips in one swift move, his blue eyes sparkling now with desire as he looked down at the male he loved.
"Remember when I told you that I wanted to tie you down to my bed and fuck you for a week straight?" he asked with a sexy grin on his face.
"Yeah." Qhuinn answered, smiling sinfully as he recalled Blay's comment.
"Well, I've changed my mind. I decided that one week is not going to cut it anymore, I'm going to need at least two now, maybe more." Blay teased, bending forward and pinning Qhuinn to the mat with the hard pads of his chest. His beautiful face was beaming with joy as he leaned in closely and ran the tip of his tongue over the half-moon crease that he loved so much. "Have I ever told you how much I love this little crease that you have here on your face?" he whispered softly as he nuzzled it closer with his nose, placing a series of individual kisses over his favorite spot. "Every time you smile at me and this appears…" he said as he kissed the same spot again "…makes me want to rip off all your clothes and have my way with you."
"Hmmm… nice! Good to know. Maybe I should smile a little more often then." Qhuinn replied, flashing Blay his new secret weapon.
"Yeah, maybe you should." Blay whispered as he leaned in and kissed Qhuinn passionately. It was a slow deep kiss, dripping with hunger as he explored his mouth, running his tongue sensually over his fangs before sucking gently at his tongue with his beautiful full lips. He sucked at Qhuinn's neck then moved down his body, giving him a mischievous grin.
"The things I'm going to make you feel, Qhuinn. I guarantee you baby, it's going to blow your fucking mind." he promised.
"Ah fuuuck!" Qhuinn groaned, so turned on by Blay's words.
Qhuinn watched as Blay touched his body, running his hands over all his skin as if he was silently worshiping something precious or sacred. He watched as Blay moved around every part of him, reacquainting his mouth and hands with his skin. He watched him suck on his nipples with the sweet pull of his mouth, threading his tongue between the silver loops of his nipple rings as he slowly rolled the tender buds between his full juicy lips. He watched as he traced the hard ridges of his stomach with the tip of his tongue, laying wet open mouthed kisses all over the hard flesh, outlining all eight perfectly wrapped packages of muscles, one by one with his mouth and tongue. He watched the male he loved kiss the two indentations at his hips, nuzzling the defined grooves with his nose, scraping over them gently with the whiskers on his face until his body bucked as a result of Blay's calculated touch. He watched as Blay swept his beautiful hair lightly over the tops of his thighs, letting the soft waves lick at his skin in a series of slow caresses, driving him crazy with lust.
"Are you enjoying this, Qhuinn?" Blay teased, his voice low and raspy with desire.
"Christ…yessss!" he said breathing heavily.
"Do you want more, Qhuinn?" Blay continued as he watched Qhuinn's breathing quicken. He looked so fucking tempting just lying back like that, watching him now with love in those amazing blue/green eyes as he pleasured him to the point of insanity.
"Yessss." Qhuinn answered breathlessly again, unable to say anything more.
Qhuinn's eyes never wavered, they never closed, he just kept on watching. He watched as Blay moved over the most sensitive part of him, watched as Blay gripped his proud hard length in his strong hands, watched as he bent his head down and opened his mouth, then watched as he wrapped those beautiful fucking lips around his hard dick, taking him into his deliciously wet, warm, and waiting mouth.
"Oh my God, Blay, that feels so fucking good." Qhuinn groaned. His fists gripped hard at the spongy blue mats as he fought valiantly trying to control his need to thrust his hips upwards and delve deeper into Blay's mouth.
Blay was relentless, taking his sweet time. Qhuinn watched how he sucked at the blunt head, rolling his tongue over the sensitive slit tasting his essence, then blew warm air through his full pink lips over all that wet flesh, tantalizing his senses even more. Qhuinn watched as Blay moved down his shaft to the base of him, watched how he sucked the twin weights, one by one into his mouth using a torturous suck and release motion that he was so damn good at.
"Fuuuck! Baby, your mouth should be registered as a lethal weapon." Qhuinn joked as he cried out, his hips bucking up again and again from the pleasure riding him.
"Hmmm really? Then shall I stop, Qhuinn?" Blay asked innocently, loving every minute of the sexy little banter they had going on. Talking dirty to Qhuinn was becoming addictive. He loved every fucking second of it. Relished it! This was something he was definitely going to continue doing. Something about teasing Qhuinn like this turned him on more than he ever thought possible. Nice, very nice!
"Fuck no, baby! Pleaseeee don't stop!" Qhuinn pleaded loudly, groaning as he rolled his hips.
Blay continued pleasuring him. Qhuinn watched him as he licked at the long vein that snaked itself up and around his shaft with care, running his tongue up the entire length of it in one fluid move, before taking him into his wet and eager mouth, once more. He watched as Blay's head moved elegantly back and forth, then up and down as he alternated his position, taking him deeper into his mouth every time, enticing his passion further.
"Blayyyy!" His name left Qhuinn's mouth in a moan as his body neared the edge.
That was the strained sound Blay was waiting to hear from Qhuinn. He quickly shifted his position and angled his head slightly off to one side, biting down hard with no warning whatsoever right over the soft flesh on Qhuinn's inner thigh, just inches from his perfect dick as he continued to squeeze and pump him with his hand. That was the moment when Qhuinn totally lost control, warm jets spilling forth hitting his belly and chest. His orgasm continued on, sending tiny little volts of electricity right through every nerve ending in his entire system, convulsing his big body, swamping his senses.
Now he no longer watched, all Qhuinn could do was feel. He could feel Blay drinking from him. Feel him sucking at the vein, taking hard pulls with his beautiful mouth. He could hear Blay groan in pleasure as his blood coated his tongue and slid down the back of his throat filling his belly with his essence, with his love, with his desire.
The last thing he heard was Blay release his vein and then lap at the tiny puncture marks with his tongue, sealing them as he went along. But most all, the most important thing Qhuinn saw again, was love, love beaming from Blay's beautiful angelic face as he looked at him in an entirely new way now. Nothing less than complete and utter enthrallment masked Blay's face as he gazed down upon him. Love dominated his beautiful features, making his blue eyes shine with new found joy and happiness. That's what Qhuinn saw!
"You are so fucking beautiful!" Qhuinn groaned, running his thumb over Blay's bottom lip. He now watched the male he loved with the same intensity. Love shone through his mismatched eyes as he worshiped Blay with his gaze. "C'mere, baby… I wanna kiss you." he pleaded as he reached his hand out to snake it around the back of Blay's nape, pulling closer, whilst his other hand gripped onto this firm ass, squeezing the soft curved flesh in his big palm, kneading him with his fingers. Qhuinn moaned as Blay kissed him back, hard. "I love kissing you, Blay." he said against his soft lips. "I love every fucking thing about it." he moaned again as he now took over and kissed him slow and deep.
He dipped his tongue in and out of Blay's mouth with care, sucking at his top lip, before moving onto his bottom one, pulling the soft juicy flesh between his lips with a slow suction of his mouth. He then nicked his own tongue against one sharp fang, spilling his essence into Blay's mouth, before deepening his kiss.
"Mmmm." Blay moaned as he licked and sucked on Qhuinn's lips and tongue. "You're turning me on so bad that I'm gonna come."
Qhuinn then instantly wrapped his big hand around Blay's hard dick moving his palm up and down his length using the moisture at his tip to effortlessly slide his thick shaft within the firm grip of his palm, over and over again as he continued to kiss him passionately with everything that he had in him, before rolling him onto his side to lie next to him. He loved looking at Blay like this, especially when his hair was all messed up and his cheeks were all flushed from his exertion. But most of all he loved his lips, those beautiful fucking lips. Blay's lips screamed sex. Bottom line, Qhuinn just loved the whole sexed up Blay look, it always turned him on, every time, but what didn't when it came to him…anyway.
Unable to resist the temptation, Qhuinn leaned in and kissed him again as he continued to work him over thoroughly with his hand.
"Does that feel good, baby?" he urged gripping his dick harder now as he sucked at his neck, tasting his bonding scent. "I wanna hear you make those sweet noises for me, Blay. You gonna do that for me?"
"Ahhhh, you have got to be the sexiest motherfucker on the planet" Blay moaned as he grinded his hips against Qhuinn's big palm.
Qhuinn chuckled at Blay's comment. "Is that right, baby?" he drawled "Nice that you think so… I'm flattered."
"All you have to do is speak and you turn me on. That's a God given gift. You have no idea how fucking sexy you are!" Blay said, running his hands down Qhuinn's back and over his firm ass.
Qhuinn kept up a low sexy laugh then flipped Blay quickly onto his stomach, before resting his chest against the hard muscles of his back. "You're making me blush, Blay." he teased as he nuzzled his face against the crook of his neck, smelling his skin.
"Yeah right, that'll be the day." he chuckled as he felt Qhuinn start to move around behind him, running his hands all over his body.
Qhuinn was just as thorough as Blay had been, if not more, which made perfect sense considering he had a hell of a lot more to make up for since he had made so many fatal mistakes over last the couple of months. Mistakes that had hurt the one person he loved most of all in his life. Mistakes that would no doubt haunt him for the rest of his days. But that was over now, and he was willing to do anything it took to make it up to him… anything…starting now.
He kissed every inch of Blay's body, sucking at the corded muscles of his neck, licking and gently biting around his nipples, paying special attention to his two favorite spots, areas of his body that drove him insane when touched. He loved the sensation of Qhuinn rubbing his face up and down the two defined indentations at his hips, scrapping his tongue ring over the delicate skin, back and forth, but most of all he loved the feel of Qhuinn's warm mouth wrapped around his proud hard length, sucking him down deep until he was ready to explode. Qhuinn's hands and mouth together could send his whole nervous system into sensory overload, swamping him to the point of no return, buckling his body and tantalizing his senses until he wanted to scream.
"Qhuinn pleaseeee!" Blay pleaded.
"Qhuinn please, what?" he repeated loving the desperation he could hear in Blay's voice. "Tell me baby, I'll do anything you want. What is it that you need from me?"
How fucking sexy were those words, Blay thought. What is it that you need from me? Oh… my… God, he could come right now as he repeated Qhuinn's words over in his head. "I need—" Another groan escaped Blay's mouth as Qhuinn continued to suck hard at his neck.
"Mmmm…yes baby I'm listening…go on." Qhuinn encouraged, taunting him now even more.
"I need you to fuck me! Now! I can't wait anymore." he begged, panting now.
Qhuinn was on Blay instantly, sitting back briefly on his knees with the heels digging into his ass, he watched how perfect Blay looked at that moment, lying flat on his belly, his hands stretched high above his head as he gripped the blue mats in his big hands in anticipation, waiting desperately to be sweetly fucked. At that very moment Blay was one tempting sight, making Qhuinn's dick throb with need, he was so going to be all over that perfect ass in a matter of seconds. Smiling, he did just that, moving right over him.
"I'm gonna make this feel so good, Blay, that you're never gonna want me to stop." Qhuinn moaned as he spread Blay's legs wider, moving between his open thighs, planting both his palms on either side of his ribs.
Another fucking sexy line! Oh my God! Blay thought. "You're such a fucking tease, baby. Enough…c'mon…stop making me wait!" Blay's tone was now strangled with his need for Qhuinn.
Qhuinn laughed and positioned himself over Blay, his dick was rock hard pointing straight up at full attention as he lined himself up to where he needed to be. His penetration was slow and gentle, easing into Blay's beautiful body, inch by delicious inch until he was all the way in. He waited for Blay to adjust to the sheer mass of him. He knew the magnitude of the pleasure/pain his body's presence made on Blay's body, and all he wanted now was to make him feel good. Feel him, feel how much he wanted him.
"Does that feel good, baby?" Qhuinn breathed against his ear as he began to move slowly back and forth, thrusting with care as his deepened his invasion.
"Oh fuuuck, Qhuinn!" Blay moaned as he began to move with him now, gently pushing back against him seeking a deeper contact.
Qhuinn moved his hips faster with each stroke, pressing closer every time with each dip of his hips. His movements were swift and calculating, pushing his hips over the pleasure spot that elicited the most response from Blay's mouth. He deepened his penetration closer to Blay's secret spot, relentlessly moving over the sensitive area again and again, dragging out every last sweet moan he could from his lover's lips.
"Qhuinnnn?" Blay whimpered softly through the pleasure raking his body.
"You like that, baby?" Qhuinn whispered at his temple.
"You feel so unbelievably good to me right now. Especially like this, when you go so deep inside me. Ughhh fuck, I love every second you touch me." he moaned as he pushed back more on Qhuinn.
"I'm never gonna stop touching you…remember that! You belong to me, now!" Qhuinn said with a low growl. "I want you to say it, Blay. I want you to tell me that you belong, only to me." he pressed as he shifted and deepened his possession further.
"Ahhh fuuuck, Qhuinn!"
"Say it…I want you to say it!" Qhuinn demanded grinding himself deeper.
"I belong…ughhhh!" Blay gasped, pleasure overriding his vocal cords.
"C'mon baby…" He encouraged.
"I belong only to you Qhuinn." he said gasping for air as Qhuinn unleashed a roar from the back of his throat, driving his hips, harder and faster into Blay now. Hearing Blay moan his name over and over again as the words brushed over his perfect mouth only intensified Qhuinn's ardor, making him work Blay to the point of madness.
"Good! Remember that, because I will never share you again with anyone." he snarled, growling low, his chest rumbling with possession as he remembered Saxton with his Blay. Dropping that thought from his memory, Qhuinn began to move faster and harder.
They had made love before, many times in fact, yet nothing compared to this. This was something Blay had never experienced, until now. Their loving now was something completely new, something completely raw and pure, driven by so much passion that he felt as if he was going to break apart from its intensity. He felt as if Qhuinn was living inside of him. It was as if they were one, one heart, one mind one soul.
Qhuinn's own hunger fuelled his need to seek more heated passion from Blay. He wanted him to let go…completely. To hold nothing back. The two of them together like this were perfect…fucking perfect…destined. Now, all Qhuinn wanted to do and desperately craved was to pleasure him to the point where he would unleash all his inner most desires. And he was willing to use any of his many skills and talents, to do just that.
Qhuinn blanketed Blay in one swift move, reaching under him he hoisted his hips up off the soft blue mat just enough to withdraw and then thrust back in with one powerful stroke, claiming a deeper possession. His hips continued to piston in and out with purposefully rhythmic motions, seeking out Blay's secret spot, moving with meticulous precision over the same area again and again, sending Blay soaring out of his skin.
Qhuinn then latched on to the exposed vein on the side of Blay's throat, first drawing his essence to the surface, pooling his blood with a hard suction of his mouth, seconds before slicing through the soft skin. Life poured into Qhuinn's mouth, over his taste buds, tantalizing his senses, making him moan and growl at the erotic headiness of Blay on his tongue. Releasing his vein, Qhuinn moved to Blay's mouth kissing him with the same intensity that he mimicked with his powerful hips, drawing out moan after moan, determined to mark what was now and forever his and only his.
"Oh… my… God…I think I'm—" Blay attempted, as another groan escaped his lips.
"You think what, baby?" Qhuinn replied, nuzzling Blay's face with his.
"I think…no… I know I'm close…I need you to go faster." he pleaded, squeezing the mats harder in his big hands.
Qhuinn's hips moved of their own volition, almost as if satisfying Blay was their number one priority. He moved higher up Blay's body deepening his penetration further. His hard thighs trembled from the sheer power it took to hold himself up in that position, as he continued to pump his hips faster and faster, deeper and deeper. He could feel Blay withering beneath him, pushing back with his body, desperately seeking an even deeper penetration.
"Oh yeah…right there…fuck." Blay moaned.
"Right here, baby? Is that the spot?" Qhuinn taunted, driving his hips right over Blay's pleasure spot.
"Yeah…yeah…yeah…oh my God, Qhuinn…that feels so fucking good…keep going."
"You want more…I'll give you more, coz you know I can go all fucking night?" he teased. "Tell me what you want, baby? You want me to go fast and hard… or do you like it better when I go slow and deep?"
"Go hard…I need you to go harder. That's it…right there…right there, Qhuinn."
"Yeah, beautiful, that's what you like…I know, it is! I want you to come for me Blay…come for me."
"Oh yeah…keep going…keep going…fuck…harder baby…please don't stop…right there…right there… oh fuuuuck me, baby…" Blay cried out as he came."
At that moment Blay's body went right over that edge, his orgasm exploding so intense like nothing he had ever experienced before. His body rocked as it processed the waves of pleasure riding him as Qhuinn continued to move his hips drawing out every last sensation.
"I love you, Qhuinn…I love you!" he whispered reverently again as he felt Qhuinn lay one kiss in between his shoulder blades, silently acknowledging his precious words.
Qhuinn could feel his body vibrating, a hum licking over his skin as he pounded hard now, in and out, out and in. Hearing Blay moan louder, Qhuinn drove deeper, thrusting with purpose, back and forth, sweat now covering his golden skin as he moved dropping low, letting his hips go and swing free. The friction and the vise-like grip surrounding his cock was his undoing, warm jets exploded from his body as he continued to thrust in and out now, slowly, content to stay in that blissful state for as long as he could, before the perfect ride ended. He moaned one last time as he was hit with yet another orgasm that quickly surfaced, buckling his body, once more. "I love you, Blay… I love you!" he said softly with so much emotion in his voice that he almost cried, but didn't.
Collapsing on top of Blay's back, Qhuinn lay there breathing hard for a few minutes, still buried deep in him. Blay could feel him running the tips of his fingers around the hard muscles on his back, clearly content to bask in the afterglow in silence as he slowly regulated his breathing again. After a while he started to softly chuckle.
"Fuck… I can't move, baby." Qhuinn chuckled again. "You drained me of all my energy. I'm never gonna be able to move again, after this." he said, laughing now. "So much for being able to go all night." he laughed again. "We've never fucked like that before, ever, so that's the only explanation for it!"
"Ah…I think you meant to say, made love." Blay corrected, making Qhuinn laugh more.
"Baby, I'm sorry. Yeah… that's what I meant." he said honestly and sincerely, apologizing for the slip up. He now kissed at Blay's neck and back, running his fingers through his soft hair in a sweet loving gesture, regretting his choice of words.
"Or maybe you're just getting too old to function properly anymore. Ever considered that, lover?" Blay teased, laughing as well now.
"Is that right, baby?" Still locked in deep, Qhuinn intentionally moved his hips downwards making Blay gasp, then moan. "Give me ten minutes and I'll prove you dead wrong!"
With that, Blay rolled over using all his body weight to move the mountain of a male that was blanketing him like a second skin. He watched as Qhuinn rolled over onto his back, still smiling, his legs and arms falling open as he stared up at the ceiling still breathing hard through his open mouth. Blay couldn't resist the temptation of seeing Qhuinn so availably vulnerable. He moved quickly and straddled his hips, before going in to kiss his favorite half-moon crease again.
Qhuinn was now running his hands slowly up and down Blay's thighs. Then with his thumbs he slowly outlined the two indentations at his hips, clearly unable to resist the temptation to once again touch and feel that smooth golden skin that was now and forever all his. So sweet… Qhuinn thought.
"Ahhhh…back there again, hey?" he purred as he watched Blay through hooded lids.
"One of my many favorite spots…so yeah…why not?" Blay replied, still kissing his favorite spot, again and again. Loving how the half-moon crease deepened as Qhuinn smiled more. He could stay like this with him for fucking ever. That's how perfectly content he was at that moment.
"Baby, I'm not complaining…believe me. So what other favorite spots do you have?"
"Here…" Blay answered as he moved closer to Qhuinn's jaw and watched as the muscles moved as he neared. "When you get all 'charged up,' the muscles in your jaw clench."
"Is… that…right?" Qhuinn replied, sex dripping off his tone making Blay's toes curl.
"Yeah! And when you say… Is… that… right? I practically salivate with need to do really bad stuff, to you!" he purred, nuzzling his face in Qhuinn's neck, smelling his bonding scent.
"Mmmm…veryyyy good to know. Like what?"
"Like this!" Blay replied, moving down Qhuinn's body and between his legs. "Time for round two…lover!" Blay laughed, just as Qhuinn began to moan…loudly!
"Blayyyy!"