Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 10

time at the delicious pull on his cock. Ren began to plead with Con, "More, oh god, more Con, harder, harder, please, please." He whimpered out his needs and met each of Con's hard thrusts with one of his own.
    With sweat dripping from his brow, and the need to thrust reaching erratic speeds, Con reached between their bodies and grasped Ren's dripping cock in his fist. After just a few hard, short tugs from Con's hand, Ren arched his back and came with a shout, shooting milky jets of cum onto Con's chest. Con's rhythm faltered and went out of control. He bucked and slammed against Ren's ass, driving Ren's body hard until Ren's muscles squeezed all around his cock finally drawing the climax out of him. Matching his boy's cry with one of his own, Con fell forward, just barely catching himself in order to avoid crushing Ren beneath him. But his boy had other ideas, and with both arms reached around Con and pulled him down, and kissing him passionately.
    Drawing back gently, Con pushed the matted hair off Ren's sweaty brow and kissed the boy's mouth one more time. Quietly, almost reverently, Con talked to his boy and told him everything that was in his heart.
    "I love you, boy, more than life itself. No one will ever take you from me again. You're mine. Do you hear me Ren? You're mine, forever."
    Ren burrowed his head into Con's chest and sighed. After a moment, Ren spoke.
    "I love you too Con. Can I just stay here tonight? Can I stay here with you?"
    Con stroked Ren's head and pulled him closer, tucking him neatly into his side. He wrapped himself around Ren and whispered in his ear, "Always, boy, always."
    The night moved in and they fell asleep in each other's arms.
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    Over the next two days Ren discovered anew all the many things he loved about Con. From the long walks outdoors among the lush gardens of Agori to the fleeting nights spent in each other's arms, the time flew by. Mornings were spent with Con, reading or writing. But it was the nights that Ren looked forward to the most and not just because of the lovemaking either. No, it was the moments after their passion was spent that Ren held dear. Those moments when he would lay in Con's arms and feel him stroking his back, kissing his lips, those were moment Ren kept close, glorying in them and how they made him feel…so loved…so cherished.
    From their shared meals to their playful moments, Ren managed to forget the task that loomed over him, until it all came to a sudden halt on the morning of the third day. That was the day Ren saw the note lying on the luncheon tray and felt the long cold hand of the lower realm reach out and grab him by the nape of his neck.
    The morning had passed by much the same as the previous two, except for the fact that Con had to leave Ren alone while he went out for a brief meeting with Gael.
    With Con away, Ren had time to indulge in his favorite pastime, reading. Con, who was also a lover of books, had an extensive library and evenings always found the two men sitting, one in a chair, and the other at his feet. As the evening wore on, Ren's head would fall to the side to rest on Con's thigh and Con's hand would slide down to stroke Ren's hair.
    The day had begun with Ren reading, much like the evening before except that Con was away…and the palace spy had been waiting for just that moment to remind Ren who really owned him. Jem, the kitchen boy had come to deliver the food prepared for Ren and Con.
    Jem knocked on the outer door, waiting for Ren to open it so that he could deliver the luncheon tray and get back to the kitchen. The cook had been in a nasty mood all morning, even going as far as insisting he, himself, set up the tray for the Second in Command, a job that Jem normally did each day. Now all Jem had on his mind was to deliver the tray and return downstairs to have his own lunch and then his much cherished hour outside, but Ren was taking forever to answer the door! Just as Jem raised his hand to knock again, Ren yanked the door open with a big smile, which instantly deflated upon seeing that it was only Jem standing at the door.
    "Oh, I thought the Commander had forgotten his key but it's only you. Come in."
    Jem nodded and moved into the room, going directly to the large table that sat off to the side. Placing the heavily laden tray in the middle, he began to pour a goblet of wine leaving the second one empty, as obviously Commander Aurelius was not in at present. Turning to Ren he bowed and made to leave the