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"Oh…."

Adam found that he was breathless already, and Nigel hadn't even really done anything yet. In theory, Adam knew a lot about sex. His DVD collection about that particular topic of interest was well watched and memorized verbatim. He had just never had the chance to apply any of that knowledge to anyone else. He wondered how well Nigel knew how to sex.

"Do you…" Adam began to ask to have Nigel beat him to it.

"Adam, have you ever had sex before with another person?" Nigel chose to be direct, knowing that Adam wouldn't be offended or taken aback by his forwardness. Plus he really wanted to know, needed to know.

"No." Adam said without hesitation. It made what was starting to simmer down and solidify within Nigel turn from base carbon to brilliant diamond. Any hesitations or reservations Nigel may have had about Adam were burned away like impurities in an instant. If there was a thin line between love and hate, there was an even thinner one between love and obsession.

"That is fantastic." and it was. No one else had touched his Adam, and he needed a moment to find control over himself before he did something regrettable. Titling his head back as he closed his eyes, Nigel could feel a sudden surge of heat move sharply downward to make him swell. The very bad man was aware that he was still clothed as his erection pressed up to the front of his dark slacks. His eyes flying open, Nigel jolted when curious fingers touched his front.

Staring down at Adam as the man unbuttoned his slacks and leaned up to start in on his shirt, Nigel hadn't even realized he had closed his eyes at the thought of Adam's virginity or his response to it. It was a gift, meant all for him, the object of his desire looking up at him with those big beautiful blue eyes. Nigel couldn't understand how anyone could manage to look so innocent while touching cock and stripping another person, but Adam did. That shining look, Nigel wanted to keep it close and hoard that virtue, render and ruin it, make it his own and hide it away.

"Stay here." Nigel ordered, placing a firm hand to Adam's chest to ease him off and press him back into the mattress. Jumping off the bed to run to the bathroom, Nigel stripped down as he went, feeling more excited than he ever had in a long time. He soon returned completely naked with a bottle of lotion in hand. There were condoms in his wallet, but they were going to stay there. He was a terrible person but he wasn't stupid. He had never fucked anyone before without one…until now. Throwing the lotion onto the bed, Nigel palmed himself with groan at the thought of marking Adam properly, inside and out. If he had his way, everyone would know who this man belonged to, and what would happen if anyone was stupid enough to try and change that. It didn't help that Adam was hard too, stroking himself with those slender fingers of his that stood out stark and pale against the rosy color of his cock. It was an easy thing to do, batting Adam's hand off of himself and grabbing the man by his hips to drag him across the small bed to its center.

Nigel didn't waste any time in putting himself between those long slender legs, toned from walking city streets. He knelt to place Adam's bottom on the tops of his thighs, the position giving Nigel full access and made Adam entirely expose himself to him. All the while, Adam watched him with interest, his stormy eyes studying what Nigel did, memorizing and filing it away to decipher later. Adam liked it that all of Nigel's movements were done with confidence. The man's large hands gripped his hips to flatten out over his skin and glide up over to his belly, pressing down there firm enough to make Adam squirm at the tingly sensation it caused in his genitals. He could feel Nigel's erection pressed up against him as well, the wet tip of it making his balls sticky, but the feeling wasn't unpleasant.

His prep of Adam was slow, the bad man taking his time as he marveled at how well they fit together like this. How beautifully Adam accepted what was being done to him but with such intense interest. Nigel loved Adam all the more because he didn't shy away, the usual embarrassment of exposure and uncertainty refreshingly missing. Nigel felt like every movement he made was being analyzed. Instead of making him feel uneasy, Adam's laser like attention upon him made Nigel feel potent, every action gaining an even better reaction as he gradually introduced more fingers and found sweet spots that made Adam tremble and cry out. When he could slip in a fourth finger, Nigel was confident that Adam was ready for him, the man quickly lotioning up his own cock. He would have Adam pick up proper lube later on, but for now, he was looking forward to making his lover feel him as Nigel claimed him.

"We need a condom." could have been a question or a statement from Adam for all Nigel knew, the younger man was so breathless.

"No, we don't." Nigel said, leaning in to lick a wide stripe from Adam's balls to the tip of his dick to make him arch off the bed.

"But that's dirty." Adam gasped weakly as Nigel fanned out his fingers one last time to barely graze his nerves. Adam desperately wanted to touch himself, he was so hard, his dick a solid line against his stomach to leave clear sticky pools there. Nigel kept stopping him though.

"What's a little dick between friends?" Nigel chuckled, easing his fingers out to wipe them off on the sheets behind him well out of Adam's view. He didn't want them to stop because Adam lost his erection to do laundry.

"I don't have a little dick and neither do you." Adam stated flatly, making Nigel bark out laughter at the unabashedly voiced lack of modesty."Will it hurt?"

"No, my darling. I will go slow. It will just feel different is all. I will take care of you." Nigel promised and found to his surprise he acutally meant it as he breached Adam slowly with his cockhead to watch it disappear in his new lover, causing the man beneath him to gasp. Nigel was about to ask Adam if he was alright when soft lips were placed to his own, an arm coming around his neck so Adam could stay in place against him. The movement forced more of Nigel's erection into Adam than he would have paced at first, Adam whining into the kiss from it, but refusing to let go or stop. Easing himself in fully to the hilt, Nigel responded back the best he could, getting lost with Adam's mouth upon him and his heat around him.

The focus, that intense attention, should have been off putting, but was a fount of life for Nigel who placed his lips to it, greedy and thirsty for more. He wanted to drown himself in that focus, lose his way entirely to have Adam guide him back like one of his beloved stars. He wanted Adam to see a nebula within what passed for his soul these dark days, and make himself the moon in his lover's sky. The love, the kissing, was new to Nigel who had fucked hundreds of women, but not loved one of them. They had certainly not wanted to kiss him, but hookers rarely did and it was extra anyway. Adam had no such qualms or hesitation, sealing their lips together over and over again, madly, desperately like he expected Nigel to tell him to stop or for him to disappear altogether.

"Lie back." Nigel panted out. Adam did as he was told to be covered by bodily Nigel, his curly head cradled in a killer's arms. Nigel kissed Adam slow and leisurely like that, thrusting into him at the same pace he set with his tongue. Like this, he could feel every movement Adam made beneath him as he arched and whined and gasped against him, his heels hooked behind Nigel to dig slightly into his lower back.

"I-I…I feel…hot." Adam stammered out as Nigel licked his lips, his face slick from their combined spit.

"Do you feel good? Do you feel me?" Nigel breathed out, momentarily cooling Adam's face.

"Yes…" Adam gasped out, one of Nigel's large hands going under Adam's ass to lift him into each stroke as his other went to work Adam's erection in time to the added movements.

"You're so damn pretty beneath me. I'm making you mine. No one else is allowed to do this with you, to you. Do you understand?" Nigel told Adam fiercely, the man's eyes going wide in response, trying to read him. Adam could tell Nigel was riled about something but the 'what' alluded him.

"Ever. Till fucking death do us fucking part, my darling." Anyone else would have gotten scared at this point. Nigel knew he was being too intense, but he couldn't stop himself. Much like violence did, the love brought the crazy out of him. Adam, though….his perfect Adam just stared calmly back up at him, his face placid as he watched Nigel with what other people would have mistaken for polite interest.

"I adore you, you know. Love that about you, that face." Nigel spoke his thoughts aloud as he slowed his pace to drive himself slow and deep into Adam who hissed in response."Are you scared?"

"No, that hurt, and I don't understand most of what you are saying." Adam told him plaintively, hoping for guidance. He hadn't been excepting to talk dirty. He could repeat some lines from the porn he had watched, but he didn't want to screw up the context by calling Nigel a slut, and Nigel didn't seem the type who wanted to be spanked.

"Oh the love, Adam…I must admit, it makes me a bit insane. I'm crazy about you, crazy for you. I would kill for you. All you have to do is point." Nigel swore, mouthing the vow into Adam's throat to leave bruises there in his wake.

"But that's bad!" Adam gasped, arching his neck as it was bitten into again, over and over until Nigel was satisfied. He was starting to get overloaded from being jerked back and forth between pain and pleasure. Adam didn't know how much more he could take or how he would break. "Depends on who it is." Nigel smirked swallowing Adam next words of argument down with a kiss.

"Say that you're mine." Nigel parted from him to roughly whisper in Adam's ear. He wasn't going to last much longer, not with Adam so hot and tight and perfect around him. "Yours?" Adam answered hesitantly, his mind unsettled but his body committed to finishing what it had started.

"Mine." Nigel growled low and gutteral, baring down on Adam to make him cry out as his ass was lifted up at the same time. It left Adam reeling, feeling too full, too everything.

"Yours" Adam repeated, desperate and confused and not liking either feeling. He could feel Nigel release within him, a pooling warmth that felt weird along with everthing else that was happening to him. Sex felt good, but it felt bizarre too. It wasn't like masturbating at all, being far more intense and moist. It was starting to get to him, Adam's eyes beginning to tear up as he gasped for air he couldn't seem to keep well enough in his lungs. His gaze dashed about as Adam looked for something to center him, his body too much of a mess of sensations for him to handle. Through his orgasmic haze, Nigel could tell Adam wasn't doing well, his breathing too fast and his eyes darting madly about as tears began to stream down his face.

"Ssh, ssh, ssh….look at me, gorgeous. I'm here." Nigel rasped, freeing his hand out from under Adam to cup the man's face, making Adam look him in the eye. Nigel noticed immediately that Adam's breathing began to even out now that he had something to focus on.

"I want you to feel good too. I want you to come. Come for me, darling." He could feel himself softening, but Nigel could tell Adam was right on the cusp, that he wouldn't last much longer either. Whatever had frightened him had hindered his pleasure, the man beneath him wide eyed and trembling as he pulled himself back from the brink with eye contact.

Keeping a soft look on his face to help ground Adam, Nigel knew it had been him in some way, hating himself for it. He had wanted to be gentle, to be kind. Neither were in his nature, but he wanted to try and keep trying with Adam. He wanted to kiss this man, soothe him further, without scaring him. Starting at the corner of Adam's mouth, Nigel continued to pepper his lover's face with light kisses, touching his nose, forehead and eyelids with his lips. As he placed adorations to Adam's skin, Nigel rippled his fingers up Adam's shaft to the tip to swirl the pad of his calloused thumb against the sensitive head. Pressing up against the leaking slit, Nigel made that his focal point as he squeezed.

Arching his back in a taunt bow, Adam found a sort of balance within himself and came sighing with his eyes closed, striping Nigel's fingers with a wet splash of white. He wiped that off on the sheets as well, eager to have his hands back in dark locks curling with sweat so that he could grip Adam's head, keep it in place. They could bathe later, preferably together if he could convince Adam into it. Right now, Nigel just wanted to bask in the afterglow, something he had never really bothered to do before or wanted to. Usually for him, the afterglow consisted of him passing out after shooting his load into some prostitute who would leave before he lost consciousness. This wasn't a casual fuck, some mindless act to fulfill a bodily need. This was the closest thing he had ever come to making love. Nigel was going to laze around in the sensation of it as long as he could, until he remembered that this was Adam first time as well but in a different sense.

"Are you all right, my darling?" Nigel asked softly, Adam's eyelids already heavy and half lidded.

"I'm tired." Adam yawned. Nigel still lay on top of him, heavy and very much there, surrounding him. Adam made a face when he felt Nigel's flaccid cock slip out of him, making his lover laugh into his shoulder.

"Then go to sleep. We can be filthy heathens and clean up in the morning." Nigel chuckled. He had fallen asleep in poorer states of undress and lewdness in far worse places before. As it was, he would hard-pressed to Adam. Nothing short of a gun to his head would be able to make him leave this bed right now.

"I don't understand what religion has to do with it." Adam's brow couldn't help but furrow even as his eyes closed fully. Exhaustion was his twilight, the night of mind and body rolling in quickly through his limbs to come and claim him.

"Go the fuck to sleep." Nigel laughed, the sound of it low and strangely sweet sounding even to him. In answer, Adam flipped over onto his belly the best he could with Nigel's arms still around him, burrowing his head into the pillow, and was instantly gone. He didn't even stir when Nigel reached between his thighs to feel the wetness that leaked out of him, the very bad man rubbing his essence into Adam's skin there.

Sitting up against the headboard with his lover curled into his side, Nigel watched Adam sleep.

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