Love Is Always Write Volume 4

touch. He wished he could, he knew until it healed, Bryce would be restricted at work to avoid infection or making it worse if the animals got too playful and that would be a big disappointment to his husband, as he loved his work.
    "I'm so sorry," he breathed against Bryce's skin. "I wish I had gone."
    "I don't." Bryce cupped his chin. "I wouldn't have wanted you to go through that." He clasped their hands together. "C'mon, I just wanna curl up with you and forget this happened."
    "Me too." Moving together they climbed into bed after he put his phone, wallet and keys on the night stand. "You sure you don't need a Motrin or something?"
    "I just need you right now." Bryce curled into his side, and Aaron pulled the comforter around them, then intertwined their legs together so they were touching from head to toe. Bryce snuggled closer, resting his head in the crook of his shoulder, Aaron always felt like they slotted together like two pieces of a puzzle. Bryce found that niche he fit in and settled comfortably in his embrace.
    Tilting Bryce's chin up, he kissed his husband tenderly. "God, if we weren't so tired I'd make love to you."
    "I'm holding you to that later." Bryce gave him an affectionate look.
    There was that look he adored, that made his heart skip a beat. God, he was so in love with him. The urge to kiss his husband was overwhelming, to show Bryce how much he needed him, how relieved he was. He needed that reassurance as well, to feel Bryce's touch, to know it really was okay. "I know you're tired but I just want to kiss you right now."
    "Never going to say no to that," Bryce said with a soft smile as he rested his forehead against Aaron's. "Kiss me, make it all go away, baby."
    He pressed kisses to Bryce's forehead, eyelids, nose, and along his jaw feeling the stubble against his lips. Cupping the back of Bryce's head and bringing him even closer, he nipped gently on his husband's lower lip. Bryce's fingers tangled in his hair as they pressed their lips together until they needed to breathe.
    "Better?" he breathed against Bryce's lips.
    "Much," Bryce said in contentment. "Don't stop though, please."
    With a content sigh he kissed Bryce again, parting his husband's lips and gently sliding inside with his tongue, tasting him and his unique flavor. He pulled back only to have Bryce delve more intimately into his mouth, tongues tangling as they explored, tracing teeth and hitting hot spots.
    He moaned happily, savoring the taste and feel of his husband. He could never get enough of him and he loved how everything else faded away; there was only the two of them and the kisses they shared.
    Bryce's hands ran down his side and tugged at the hem of his shirt. "Don't care about sleep," he moaned. "Need you, Aaron."
    He would never say no to his husband when he pleaded like that and besides he needed him too. He let Bryce tug off his shirt then returned the favor, tossing both shirts aside. He flung aside the covers and straddled Bryce's hips. Bracing himself on his forearms he leaned over his husband, gazing lovingly down at Bryce as their lips crushed together in a hungry kiss.
    Bryce's hands slipped into his sleep pants, squeezing his ass and grinding up so their cloth-covered cocks brushed together. Just from kissing his husband he was half-hard and aching. "Need you so much," Aaron said huskily. He peppered Bryce's face with kisses. "Just like this, okay?"
    "Yes," Bryce curled his hand around Aaron's neck holding him close as he drew him in for a soft and languid kiss. He ran his fingers through the hairs on his neck. "Slow and gentle, just like this is perfect." He thrust gently against Aaron and gave him a tender smile.
    He moaned, rolling his hips and causing Bryce to cry out as well. "You feel so good," he breathed.
    "So do you," Bryce said, voice thick with passion. "I want to feel you, gotta get rid of these pants."
    Pushing himself up on his knees for a moment he lifted up so Bryce could pull his pants down and then he managed to kick them off as Bryce wiggled beneath him getting his own sleep pants down to his thighs as his thick cock sprang free, already leaking.
    His mouth watered at the sight of what he really wanted to taste and feel Bryce in his mouth. To swallow him down and have come, crying his name as he gave him pleasure and made him feel good. He stopped Bryce from moving by gripping his hips and slid down his body, his lips kissing the tip of his husband's cock as soon as he reached his