Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 10

information he needed to make his way into Anzel's chambers undetected. While Anzel slept, Ren would slit the bastard's throat and then make his way back to the upper realm. By the time Anzel's body was discovered Ren would be far away. At worst, the suspicion of murdering Anzel would follow him and not fall upon Con. Con would be safe…the man he loved would be safe, that was all Ren had to remember. Ren could not fail, if he did, Con's life would be forever in jeopardy, and that was just not acceptable.
    The sound of Con speaking broke Ren from his reveries and he turned toward the agitated voice.
    "Ren, what is it? What's wrong? Did I hurt you? Fuck! I'm sorry boy! You'd think I was some great fool the way I'm acting. You've got to be exhausted. Look, I had the servants draw a bath for you—it should be heated by now. Why don't you go and relax. Have your bath, then we can eat and take some time to talk."
    Ren allowed himself to be led by the hand into the next room where a hot bath was waiting. Laying out alongside the tub was an array of soaps and sponges. A large towel and soft robe lay in one corner next to the bath. The room was lit with candles and the steam rose ever so gently from the surface of the water giving the room a warm glow. Ren could already imagine himself relaxing in the heat of the soothing waters. He took a step then paused and glanced at Con, asking permission.
    Con smiled and nodded at the boy and Ren began to slowly remove his borrowed clothing. When he sat on the edge of the tub to remove his boots, Con knelt down in front of him and grasped his calf in one hand, pulling the shoe off with the other. Con lingered for just a moment caressing Ren's flesh. He languidly stroked downward to Ren's ankle and then up again, this time under the fabric barrier. Ren stiffened as flesh met flesh and Con's hand glided ever upward until a finger gently scraped behind his knee. Ren gasped aloud.
    "Do you like that boy?" Without waiting for a response, Con rubbed his finger over the sensitive spot one more time, causing Ren to arch slightly off the edge of the tub. Con chuckled warmly and moved over to Ren's other leg, repeating his seductive actions. By the time Con rose to help Ren open and remove his pants, Ren's erection was clearly visible. Con's own eyes held a sheen of lust as he dropped both hands down to begin easing Ren's pants off his hips. As they fell to the ground Ren's cock rose upward as if straining to be touched by Con's rough warm hands. Once again, Con reached out with one finger, sliding it up along the velvety skin and letting it come to rest against the tip of Ren's achingly hard shaft.
    Ren shuddered and a small bead of cum oozed from the slit of his cock, catching on Con's outstretched finger. Swiping up the milky droplet, Con slowly raised his hand to his mouth and with eyes focused on Ren's, carefully licked his finger clean. Ren closed his eyes and trembled so hard it looked as though he might tumble to the floor.
    "Look at me boy." Ren's thoughts swirled and clashed within his mind. His once strong resolve to keep his distance from Con was rapidly dissolving. He mustn't give in to that rough demand, for he knew once he did, all would be lost and he would fall into those strong arms and never want to leave them. He could do this…he could be strong.
    "Ren, look at me boy. Don't push me away."
    Ren felt the hard shell around his heart crack and break and inside his mind he heard the whispered plea of his heart, just one time, please, just be with this man one time…one time to hold him and be held…one time to kiss him and be kissed…one time to feel alive and live. Ren opened his eyes. Con stood before him, with his hand held out in front of him, waiting for Ren's hand to take it. With infinite care, Ren placed his atop Con's and stepped forward, his bare chest pressing against Con's rough uniform.
    Gently kissing the top of Ren's head, Con led him to the edge of the tub and carefully helped him sit down in the fragrant soothing waters. For the next few endless moments, Ren hunched forward in the tub while Con lovingly washed his body. With long sweeping motions, Con bathed Ren, each time dipping lower and lower until the cloth in his hand brushed against Ren's rigid cock. Dropping the rag, Con closed his fist around the hot shaft and began long slow pulls, drawing deep moans from Ren. On and on, slide down, pull up, slide down, pull up, slide down, pull up, until finally