Morty felt his bottom lip start to tremble and he screwed his eyes shut before pressing his lips firmly to Rick's. Rick pulled him closer and slid his hands up and into the boy's curly hair. Morty moaned softly under his breath when Rick tugged slightly and he pressed himself impossibly closer. As he did so, their clothed erections rubbed together once again and Rick let out a hiss of before biting down on Morty's bottom lip.

It was so easy for the boy to get under his skin and drive him mad and he could feel himself losing control. Morty griped onto his shoulders and ground down into Rick's lap at a punishing pace. Rick's eyes nearly rolled back in his head and he moved to pull away but Morty only gripped him tighter. "Mo-Morty -ugh- slow down." He said against the boy's lips. Morty slowly pulled away. "What's wrong?" he asked. His eyes were blown black with lust and his lips were kiss swollen and slick with saliva. Rick squeezed his eyes shut and willed forth the last of his control before opening them again and resting his hands on Morty's biceps to keep him still.

"I don't want- I don't want to push you or-or go too far, last night I-." he started but Morty cut him off by shaking his head softly. "I know I reacted badly last night…but it won't happen again." He said, staring into Rick's icy blue eyes. "Morty-." Rick started to disagree but Morty shut him up by pressing his lips back to his. "Please…" he whimpered and that was all it took. He slipped his hands under Morty's thighs and lifted him off the couch. Morty wrapped his legs around Rick's waist and held on for dear life as he carried him into the back room, not leaving his lips for even a second. Rick kicked the door shut behind him deftly, as he entered the room and then laid Morty on the bed before climbing on top of him.

Morty instinctively spread his legs and Rick settled in between them. He kissed his way across the boy's jaw and down to his throat and Morty let out a keening moan as Rick latched his mouth to the curve of his neck and shoulder. Rick let out a low chuckle as he sucked a dark bruise onto his skin and then another and another. He wanted to mark Morty up, to make him his.

Morty was quickly losing control of himself as Rick sucked marks onto his skin and he canted his hips up into Rick, letting out another moan as he got the friction he was so desperately searching for. Rick rutted down to meet his thrusts. Morty wanted to get his hands and mouth on Rick's body as fast as he could but his shirt was in the way. He grabbed the hem of the blue sweater and tried to pull it over Rick's head but it got caught half way up and he let out a little sound of annoyance. Rick chuckled and sat up for a moment to pull off his shirt.

"Impatient little thing arent you…" he growled in a low voice and but Morty didn't hear him. He was too busy taking in the glorious sight of Rick's chest. He had a huge scar running diagonally from his left shoulder down to his belly button as well as a few other little marks in random places. It was unnaturally attractive and he growled softly under his breath before pulling Rick back down and flipping him over so that he was straddling his hips.

Rick forgot once again, how much power Morty held in his small body as he was flipped to lay on his back with Morty on top of him. Morty ran his hands down Ricks chest, deftly tracing his fingers over the various scars and marks. He wanted to add his own. He leaned down and latched his mouth onto Rick's nipple, sucking softly and then biting down hard enough to leave a ring of bruises. "Fuck!" Rick moaned and bucked up against the boy. Morty smiled and started to leave a small trail of bruises and bites as he slid his hand to Rick's belt buckle and unbuckled it. He wasted no time in sliding his hand down the front of Rick's pants and under his boxers. "Wow there!" Rick jumped slightly and Morty froze for a second, looking up at the man. "Slow down a bit." He laughed. "I'm an old man." Morty grinned wickedly before wrapping his hand around Rick's cock. "You sure don't feel like one." He said and Rick moaned as he swiped his thumb over the head of his leaking member, and squeezed lightly. Morty shimmied his pants and boxers down the scientist's legs and his dick sprung free. Morty took a moment to take in the sight. Rick propped himself up on his elbows and gave Morty a snide smirk. "Think you can handle yourself, kid?" he asked sarcastically and Morty loved it. He loved this. He had missed seeing Rick be himself. Before Rick could react, he was leaning down and wrapping his mouth around the man's cock.

Rick's eyes nearly rolled back in his head when Morty wrapped his mouth around his dick. He had to keep himself from bucking up into the warm wet heat as Morty began to bob his head up and down, applying a light suction. If Rick didn't know better he would say he'd don't this before. His hand moved of its own accord and found its way into Morty's hair. He fisted the boy's curls in his hand and tugged lightly. Morty moaned around his cock and it sent shivers up his spine. He pulled off with a wet pop, and crawled up Rick's body to look him in the eye's.

"I want you to fuck me." He stated plainly and Rick's eyes widened.

Rick was silent for a moment, there was nothing he wanted to do more but he was hesitant. He rested his hands on Morty's back and looked the boy in the eyes. "Are you sure?" he asked sincerely. Morty paused for a moment, as if thinking, and then leaned forward to press a chaste kiss to his lips. "I'm sure." He whispered and that was good enough for Rick. He quickly flipped their positions once again so that Morty was lying on his back. With a growl, he realized that Morty was still fully dressed and that was just unacceptable. He slid down the boy's body and unbuttoned his jeans, sliding them down just enough to mouth around his happy trail. He mouthed his way across Morty's skin to his prominent hip bones and nipped them lightly. Morty moaned and buried his hand's in Rick's hair.

He slowly slid Morty's jeans and boxers down and immediately wrapped his mouth around the boy's cock. Morty keened and arched into the touch, nearly chocking Rick but it wasn't the first time the man had done this and he took it easily. "Lube, night stand." He directed after pulling off for only a moment. Morty squirmed his way up the bed slowly and reached around blindly for the drawer on the night stand before tossing the bottle of lube to Rick, who caught it without even looking up.

He popped the bottle open and squeezed a small amount out onto his fingers, before laying it aside. Morty was still writhing from the pleasure of Rick's mouth and he barely moaned when Rick teased his entrance with a finger before slowly sliding the finger in.

He couldn't lie. It stung, and he knew the real thing would be much worse but he wanted, had wanted it for so long that it didn't matter. Rick allowed Morty to get used to the feeling before slowly adding a second finger. He scissored his fingers slowly, opening him up and then started searching for that place that he knew would have Morty forgetting all about the pain.

As he hit it, Morty jumped slightly and let out a low moan. Rick smiled around his cock and sucked lightly as he added a third finger and pressed on that spot again to distract him from the pain. Rick was surprised at how easy it was to open him up and soon he was ready for the real thing. Rick pulled off with a slick pop and crawled his way up Morty's body.

The boy was still wearing his shirt. Rick hadn't tried to remove it, knowing he didn't like his scars showing. He wanted this to be as comfortable as it could be for him. Morty looked completely wrecked and they hadn't even really started. His eyes were lidded and blown black with lust, and there was a light sheen of sweat on his skin.

Rick cupped his cheek in his hand and gained the boy's attention. He quirked an eyebrow at Rick in silent question. "Are you sure you want to do this- Are-are you sure you're ready?" he asked and Morty paused for a moment before slowly carding his hand up into Rick's hair. "Please?" he begged and Rick shook his head slightly, "that's not an answer Morty." He replied and Morty looked away. That's when Rick noticed he was shivering slightly and his skin was pale. He cursed himself for not noticing sooner. His expression softened and he settled on his elbows before cupping Morty's face gently in his hands so that he was looking back at the man.

"We don't have to do this. I know-I know a lot of awful things happened to you a year ago-." He started but Morty closed his eyes and shook his head slightly. "Rick-." He started but Rick pushed on. "All I'm saying is, we can stop whenever you want, and if you're not ready, we can wait. It's okay." He said and then added more softly. "I'll take care of you. You don't have to be afraid…" Morty met his gaze and his trembling slowly subsided.

"I…I'm afraid." He whispered and Rick felt his heart squeeze painfully in his chest. "Be-before…" he tried to say but felt his throat slowly closing up. A tear ran down his cheek and he screwed his eyes shut tightly, taking in a shuttering breath. Rick waited patiently for him to carry on. He knew that this conversation was going to happen eventually and he knew Morty needed it.

"They-they weren't gentle. They weren't kind." He started again and Rick had to swallow an angry growl at the image. "It's hard-." Morty took in shuttering breath and Rick caressed the side of his face gently. "I-It's hard to forget but...but I want this and I can handle it. I can handle it if it's you." He finished with a whisper. Rick leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to Morty's forehead, then his cheeks and lastly his lips. "Just say the word and we'll stop." He whispered and then added, "I'm going to take care of you." Morty looked into his icy blue eyes and saw that he was being sincere.

Rick didn't do this often. He wasn't kind or soft or gentle but he was with Morty, and the boy wanted to soak every bit of it up. He nodded softly and Rick hesitated for a moment longer before pressing his lips to Morty's. He sat up for a moment, and grabbed the bottle of lube once again. He squeezed a small amount into his hand before slicking up his cock. He hooked his hands around Morty's legs and pulled him closer before lining his dick up with the boy's entrance. He looked back up at Morty. He was watching with a look of adoration and slight anxiety. "Are you ready?" he asked and Morty nodded vigorously before squeezing his eyes shut. Rick stared at him for a moment longer, before slowly pushing in.