Love is Always Write Anthology Bonus Volume

to cheek. His mouth left little wet smears on Jacob's skin. Daniel liked that look.
    "That was incredible," Jacob murmured. "You have no idea."
    "I'm hoping to find out," Daniel quipped.
    For just a moment, Jacob's whole body got rigid. Then he said tightly, "Yes. Of course."
    Damn. Daniel gritted his teeth. If he said nothing, Jacob would almost certainly go down on him in return. Out of fairness. Which was worse than never getting blown.
    He rolled onto his back and took one of Jacob's hands, guiding it to his aching cock. "Stroke me, Trip. That's all I want right now. Let me feel your hands on me."
    "Really? Just that?"
    "Just that," Daniel lied. "I really have a thing for your hands." Well, that at least was true.
    But it was worth it to see Jacob's face brighten eagerly. Daniel lay back in his turn and let Jacob explore. And there was absolutely nothing wrong with having Trip's hands on him, having those male fingers stroke over his chest, rub across his nipples, and then trace down to take his hardness in hand. Jacob pumped him firmly, a little dry, a little too gentle.
    Daniel grabbed one of Jacob's hands, pulled it to his mouth and licked it, and then put it back down on himself. "Harder, Trip."
    Ah. That. Daniel wanted to watch Jacob's face, but his eyes drifted shut as the pulsing heat of climax mounted. There. He was almost there.
    Then Jacob's hands paused, squeezing, and Daniel felt a soft damp touch on the head of his dick. Daniel's eyes flew open. Jacob stared into his face, his gaze intent. Then, without moving his eyes from Daniel's, he lowered his head just enough to place another soft kiss on the slick head of Daniel's cock. And Daniel came in sheer blinding pleasure.
    His semen shot out in thick jets, hitting Jacob's mouth and his cheek and dripping over his fingers. Jacob stared at him, eyes wide, as shiny cum slid down his face. Daniel held his breath, wanting that picture, just that forever. Then a last spurt caught Jacob under the chin. Daniel groaned in pleasure and then began to laugh in soft, hopeless affection.
    "Look at you."
    Jacob colored again, but before he could back off or say anything Daniel sat up swiftly and grabbed him. He hugged Jacob tight, rubbing their cheeks together, feeling the sticky and the soft, the rasp of stubble and the warmth of skin. "God. You, Jacob. Look at you. Perfect. You're perfect."
    "I'm not." Despite his words, Jacob put his arms around Daniel and returned the hug. "I'm really not. And I didn't do half of what you did."
    "Damned good thing. You'd have about killed me." Daniel relaxed his hold enough to find Jacob's mouth and kiss it. "We'll both get better at this, I'm thinking. With practice. Lots of practice. Although right now better doesn't seem physically possible."
    Jacob was almost melting into Daniel's arms, muscles softer every minute. "It really was all right?"
    "You're wearing the proof." Daniel laughed at Jacob's renewed color. "God, Trip, we're going to have to get you over this being shy thing. We'll have a problem if you blush every time I talk to you."
    "Only when you say stuff like that." But Jacob shrugged free and swung around to sit on the edge of the bed. He turned his back to Daniel, reaching for the sheet to wipe his face. His shoulders were taut again.
    Daniel cursed his big mouth and Jacob's skittishness. "I wouldn't say that when there's anyone around. Trust me."
    "I know." Jacob wiped his hands too, and glanced over his shoulder at Daniel. "Now what?"
    Daniel lay back down, stretching ostentatiously. "Depends. Are you more hungry, or more sleepy?"
    "Not hungry."
    "Me neither." Food was always available on board, even when they spent most of their time at general quarters. But real sleep had become almost a mirage the last week. "Come on then. Lie down." Daniel rolled on his side, and held out a hand, trying to look winsome. Some girl had once told him he was irresistible when he used that little-boy smile. "Come to bed, Trip. We have hours yet. I want to hold you while I sleep."
    "If you're asleep, you won't even know I'm here," Jacob said grumpily, but he swung his legs back up on the bed and settled gingerly on his side facing Daniel.
    "I'll know," Daniel said softly. "Roll over." He reached out, moving slowly so Jacob wouldn't spook, and turned Jacob over. Daniel slid in close, until his chest pressed against Jacob's back, while a safe six inches or so separated his groin from Jacob's ass. Jacob stiffened for a moment, and