Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 9

me helping with Cody, all that. You're sure?" Jase actually sounded nervous.
    Sean looked up at Jase. He kissed Jase's palm and pressed it to his chest. "Jase. I want that too. I want you with me. I'm so sure. I want to be with you, and I really," he felt his cheeks flush, "really, want you." He leaned in, and pressed his forehead against Jase's. He sighed and closed his eyes, needing Jase close like he needed air, and then he knew nothing but the heat of Jase's mouth as it pressed against his own.
    The kiss was slow and deep. A promise. Jase's hands were everywhere as he rolled Sean underneath him. Sean instinctively spread his legs, and Jase settled on his knees between them. The length of Jase's cock pressed directly onto his. A whimper escaped him. More. Closer. He raised his knees to grip Jase's hips. He squeezed gently, and thrust up rocking his length against Jase's. He gasped and Jase moaned. Jase pushed himself up onto his arms and looked down at Sean. Jase thrust this time, all the while watching Sean's face. Sean's eyes rolled back in his head and he bit his lip, "Tag? Baby," he nuzzled Sean's chest and drew back, taking in Sean's flushed face. "This is your first time with a guy, right?"
    Sean blushed even redder, and nodded. "I kissed Dennis Cerce at a Alpha Psi party a couple months before I found out Lisa was pregnant. That and kissing you the other night..." Fuck. He was having trouble forming sentences. "...that's it." Fuck sentences. He pressed his palms into the mattress and for leverage and used his knees to rock himself back and forth against Jase in a slow shivery grind. "I'm pretty sure," he rocked up against Jase, "I..." he rocked again, "understand," he pushed up harder, "the mechanics though." He rocked once again, even harder, and gasped. Jase felt so good.
    Jase moaned, leaned forward, and kissed Sean's chest. His tongue snaked out, and licked, leaving trails of wet that made Sean shiver. He repeated the motion and Sean realized Jase was tracing the outline of his tattoo with his tongue. Jase bit his nipple and moved on to repeat his treatment on another tattoo.
    By the time Jase had finished with all the tattoos on Sean's neck and torso, Sean was squirming and panting. "Jase," he whimpered. Jase's fingers were trailing at the edges of Sean's cotton pants, dipping just under the edge of the waistband, teasing. "Jase, please ." His hands came up and rested on the short coarse black hair on Jase's head.
    "Please what, Tag?" Unngh. Jase was killing him. Jase bent and kissed the dragon tattoo on Sean's belly, his tongue going all the way to the spot where the tail disappeared into his pants. He laved his tongue over the spot above the pants where the tail descended. "Hmm.." He murmured. Jase didn't look up, or stop brushing his lips over the disappearing dragon, but Sean could feel the shape of the man's turned up lips and knew he was smiling. "This dragon seems to be missing a tail." He sucked hard at the spot.
    Sean whimpered. "Fuck," he whispered.
    "I think I'd better check on it, don't you?" With that Jase dug his fingers under the waistband of Sean's pants and tugged them down exposing the dragon and Sean's already leaking cock. For a moment he just stared. "So beautiful, Tag." he murmured. Jase placed his mouth on the arrowed tip of the dragon's tail, which was situated in the crease of Sean's left leg just under his pelvic bone. His tongue darted out for one final lick before he pulled back to watch Sean's face. Jase traced the dragon's tail with his fingertips and then ran his fingers gently up to the tip of Sean's cock. He brushed a finger over the slit and brought the tiny bead to his lips. He opened his mouth and licked the bead from his finger. Sean's cock jerked. He was going insane. Jase was stroking him slowly and softly. Too slowly, and too softly.
    "Oh god Jase, I..."
    "Tell me what you want, Baby. You want my hand, my mouth? Whatever you want. All you have to do is tell me."
    Sean shook his head. Jase raised a surprised eyebrow. When Sean spoke what came out was so soft that he had to repeat it several times before Jase actually heard him.
    "Make me yours. Jase, I want you to... I want you in me."
    "Tag," Jase whispered, "are you sure?" He reached out and ran his hand along the edge of Sean's beard, and captured his chin between his thumb and forefinger.
    Sean nodded, "Please, Jase."
    Jase wrapped his other arm around Sean and kissed him hard. He rested his forehead against