They could have laid there for hours, but it was quickly getting too dark for them to be outside. Even with night vision, neither of them felt comfortable being so far away from home in the middle of the night unless they were working. Alan had once told Eric that he felt vulnerable outdoors at night. Eric agreed, but he would never admit it to anyone, except Alan, the man who was there for him, no matter what happened.
Even though they went home, neither was upset with the decision. They retired to Eric's bigger apartment, instinctively heading to his bedroom. Eric had a large hand resting in the small of Alan's back, quietly walking next to him and watching him crawl onto the bed after kicking off his shoes. Eric slipped off his own shoes, sliding onto the bed next to Alan with a smile. They lay down next to each other, watching the ceiling before Eric gathered the courage to make the first move.
He slipped a strong arm around his partner's waist and pulled him close before pressing his mouth to Alan's. The brunette didn't protest, accepting the hard kiss as he wrapped his arms around Eric's neck and hugged him as if he was clinging for dear life. Eric chuckled into the kiss, not taking much time to snake his tongue past the barriers of teeth and into Alan's warm mouth. He heard a soft moan and felt a small shudder run down the younger man's back as their tongues met in a passionate battle for dominance, but Eric was quick to win, and Alan didn't mind much. He liked the feeling of Eric's tongue exploring his mouth, prodding curiously and finally wrapping around Alan's own tongue.
Another small moan came from Alan and he shivered again. He whined when Eric pulled away from his kiss-swollen lips. "Are you cold?" asked the elder, smirking a little at his partner. Alan nodded, but not because he was cold. "Here, let me warm you up." The blond reaper pulled Alan even closer, wrapping his free arm around his shoulders and gently sliding his leg around both of Alan's. Alan smiled faintly and slid his arms from Eric's neck to his chest, slowly undoing a button, followed by another one. When Eric didn't protest, he kept going until his chest was completely exposed. Stealing a glance up at Eric, he was surprised to see his usual mischievous grin.
His strong arms released Alan long enough to pull off his shirt and toss it carelessly to some unknown part of the room. His chest was covered in soft, downy-like hair, Alan daring himself to nuzzle his chest. He heard a chuckle. "You really are so cute," Eric told him. Alan smiled faintly. He wouldn't submit to anyone in any situation, except to Eric. He was special, and completely worth it.
As Alan lost himself in his thoughts, Eric reached down and undid the buttons on Alan's own shirt, sliding it off his thin arms. Alan tensed in worry once he felt the cold air on his skin, not wanting his partner to notice the marks that had now reached his elbow. He didn't want to explain what was happening to him. Not now, not at the perfect time they were sharing.
Thankfully, Eric was too absorbed in taking in the sight of Alan's lean chest to notice the purple marks on his arm. He bent his head down and couldn't help but kiss above Alan's heart. As he felt the warm lips on top of his pulse, he couldn't help but think about the disease that would eventually kill him by attacking his heart. The thought nearly brought him to tears, but the negative thoughts completely disappeared, as Eric decided to get a moan from him by sliding his lips around Alan's erect nipple.
He gasped a little, feeling every little nip and nibble Eric's teeth administered, his tongue eagerly swirling around the hardened stub.
Little moans erupted from Alan's throat every few moments, gasps coming in between the moans. When Eric moved his mouth from the now bruised nipple to the neglected one, Alan groaned and his back arched off the mattress ever so slightly. He could practically feel the grin against his alabaster skin.
Eric was growing harder as each little pleasured sound wormed its way into his ears. It felt so good to hear Alan's voice in a way he had never heard before; laughing was one thing, but the moans completely outranked the simple jokes he told Alan. Anyone could make him laugh if they tried, but he hoped it was special that he got Alan to moan.
Eric shifted his position and Alan felt the bulge in his pants be pressed down on. He gasped again, but louder than before. The blond reaper smiled and teasingly stripped Alan of his trousers and then his underwear, leaving him at the mercy of the cold air and the brawny man above him. Alan shivered and Eric pulled the bed's comforter over his back, creating a warm and cozy tent above Alan.
Once he was sure that his partner was comfortable, he gradually left a trail of kisses down Alan's smooth torso, stopping as he reached the erection between Alan's legs. He glanced up at the reaper's face before slowly licking under his cock, starting from the base and running his tongue up to the tip. He relished the high-pitched groan that erupted from Alan's throat, his hands gripping the bed sheets tightly and his back arching up again.
It was too much for Eric. He couldn't keep teasing his new lover, though he wanted to. With a small moan of his own, he suddenly engulfed Alan's length with his mouth, closing his eyes as he listened to Alan. "A-ah, Eric!" the other man cried. He had almost been unable to say it, his mind overcome with pleasure. Eric's large tongue lapped at the pre-cum that generously dripped into his mouth and Alan's plentiful sounds reverberated in his ears.
Eric pulled away before more longer, drawing a whine from Alan. He chuckled and kissed Alan's stomach before he slipped his fingers into his own mouth, wetting them fully. Alan just watched his partner with his brilliantly green eyes, nervousness and pleasure radiating from them. Eric had continually not noticed the marks on his arm, but Alan knew he would eventually.
"It'll be okay, 'Lan," Eric told his friend soothingly with a gentle smile by calling him by his nickname, once he had removed the three fingers from his mouth. Alan couldn't help but give him a faint smile in return, a slight blush on his cheeks.
"I believe because you say it," Alan murmured, watching as Eric bent down for a passionate kiss to distract him from the pain of a single finger sliding into his entrance. It didn't work. Alan's mouth opened against Eric's, a pained gasp going into Eric's own mouth. He pulled away and gently shushed Alan, pressing sweet, little kisses all over Alan's face as if it would help.
"The pain will go away soon," Eric promised with a worried look on his features as he waited for Alan to get used to his digit. Soon the smaller reaper relaxed and gave Eric a curt nod. Eric slowly began to press into him before pulling back out, watching Alan's face for any signs, no matter how slight, of pain. Alan's features were mostly distorted with discomfort, but it faded after a while and then Eric added a second finger. Alan made a small mewling noise, but Eric couldn't decipher whether it meant pain or pleasure.
When he began to scissor him, stretching him, he winced and remained tense until Eric's fingers brushed over his sweet spot. Alan gasped and a quiet moan sneaked its way from his lips. Eric smiled a little and slowly prodded the spot, listening to the steady stream of moans and groans that Alan made.
Finally, Alan closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Eric… You can enter me now," he breathed. Wordlessly, Eric nodded and removed his fingers with a slight gasp from Alan. He slowly slid out of his pants and then pulled down his boxers, pushing them away and onto the floor. He stroked himself a few times to get himself fully hard before he cautiously pressed into Alan, wrapping the smaller man's legs around Eric's waist. The smaller man gasped again, but it was more of a cry. Eric bit his lip, looking down at the brunette's face. "I'm sorry," Eric mouthed silently, not having the ability to say anything as his cock was enveloped in Alan's tight and hot entrance.
He stayed still until he heard Alan's meek voice: "You can move now…" Eric nodded and began with slow and deep thrusts, a small smirk forming on his lips. He watched as Alan's back arched off the bed, his eyes shut tightly as started to moan with his fingers digging into the white sheets.
"Nrgh… E-Eric…" he moaned. The way Alan said his name made a shiver go down Eric's spine and he began to move a bit faster. "H-harder…" he stammered.
Eric complied almost instantly, angling his hips for more of the sweet friction. He groaned softly, loving the feeling of being inside Alan. He grasped the smaller reaper's erection and started pumping him in time with his thrusts. He relished Alan's cries of pleasure, loving how he pleased Alan.
A particularly loud cry jolted the blond man from his thoughts. He looked down at Alan, worried he'd hurt him, to seeing him whining. "K-keep hitting…that spot…" Alan told him quietly, panting quietly. Eric smiled faintly, amused, and then he angled his thrusts to hit his partner's sweet spot.
Alan's moans continued until he finally gasped and his body jerked, white shrouding his vision as he came suddenly and covered Eric's torso with his essence. He wanted to just lay back, relax, and enjoy the high of his orgasm, but Eric didn't stop until he also came. At that point, he was covered in a sheen of sweat and the idea of going to sleep was very alluring. He laid down next to his new lover with a content sigh and cuddled close to him.
"I love you, Eric," he heard Alan murmur, but he didn't have the time to respond before they both fell asleep in each other's arms.