Dome couldn't pretend to himself that he hadn't gotten aroused with Pavel earlier. Dome was a pragmatic, level headed guy. He wasn't used to feeling this swept away by anyone. And this was Pavel! His co-star! A guy!
But Dome never let himself flinch from realities, he always faced them head on. So, he had become hard with a guy. So what? It was 2019, same sex marriage was going to be the law in Thailand soon, and Dome had never thought there was anything wrong with same sex couples. It wasn't so much that he had thought that he would never fall for a guy, either, it was just that he never had. But when he had agreed to a part in a BL show he hadn't quite expected to meet someone like Pavel.
So yes, he was attracted to Pavel. The thought made things low in his stomach clench. Okay, fine, very attracted to him.
During the interminably long dinner, Dome meticulously parsed his emotions. How comfortable he had been with Pavel from day one. How Pavel had taken care of him in their shoots, always double checking with Dome that he was okay with what the scene called for. And how he had felt when Pavel stopped touching him when they weren't in front of cameras or fans. And then his reactions during their shoot earlier that day. By the time dinner ended, Dome had come to a conclusion.
He had been falling for Pavel since day one.
Dome stole a glance at Pavel, who looked withdrawn. Dome's cheeks heated when he remembered how hard Pavel had been, how he had felt pressed against him between his legs. Pavel got hard. It happens. But did Pavel feel the same as he did, or was it just biology? Dome's mind went around and around as his hands unconsciously shredded a paper napkin.
"Dude, what did that napkin do to you?" Pavel asked, laughing, and then his big hand grabbed Dome's, and his breath stuttered. It was the first touch between them since their shoot that day ended, since Dome's revelation, and he couldn't help himself react.
"You okay, mate?" Pavel asked. He glanced around at the others, but they were all joking around with their director, so he leaned in closer. His eyes were warm and worried, as he looked at Dome from inches away. "Did I...? Are you...? Are we okay?"
Later, Dome couldn't remember what he answered, or how they got to the hotel. Once in their room, he practically ran to the shower, his heart beating loudly, and turned the water to the coldest setting. Until he knew how Pavel felt, he would have to keep a cool head.
Fucking hell! Dome gasped as the cold water hit his heated skin. He washed himself quickly, shivering under the cold water, and tried resolutely not to think about what had happened.
Pavel had a hard on! His mind supplied helpfully. Dome groaned. And so was I! His mind chirped. And now we'll share a bed, again! His mind sang at him.
Dome let his head fall against the cold tile of the wall, and banged it against it gently. He couldn't help but remember how Pavel had felt against him, and that last grind into him, their hard ons rubbing against each other. He could feel himself react again. Fuuuckkk! He took the shower head into his hand and mercilessly turned the cold water blast on his crotch. Shit shit shit! Luckily it helped, and Dome turned the shower off. Maybe that would keep him from doing anything embarrassing.
Dome opened the door and walked to their shared bedroom, looking anywhere but at Pavel. Pavel headed to the shower without a word, and Dome flopped on the bed, grateful for the short reprieve.
Dome was browsing his phone when he heard an unmistakeable groan of pleasure from the bathroom, and his whole body lit on fire. An image of Pavel, touching himself in the shower, came unbidden to him, and he knew then it wasn't just him who had trouble letting it go. Unsure what to do, he got up and stood next to the bed, turning first toward the bathroom, then back toward the bed, hesitating.
It had gone quiet in the bathroom, and a moment later, the door opened. Dome couldn't help but turn to watch Pavel walk into their bedroom, looking far too good in his thin sweatpants and tank top that left his arms bare to his shoulders and hugged his chest like a wet dream.
Their eyes locked and what Dome saw in Pavel's eyes left no room for misinterpretation. Not after what he had felt in the shoot, and not after what he had just heard. His eyes flicked to Pavel's lips and back up.
When Dome opened his mouth, he didn't know himself what was going to come out.
"Are you going to make me beg?"
Pavel gasped, shocked, then elated, and crossed the distance between them in two long steps. Then his mouth was on Dome's, their hands were grabbing hold of everything they reach, their breaths hard and fast. Dome gave as good as he got, letting his hands roam all over Pavel's body, a part of his mind still not quite believing how they got here, but more than willing to see where it would all go.
Pavel was almost limp with relief that he didn't have to pretend anymore, didn't have to hold back how he felt, and he sank into the kiss like Dome's mouth was his whole world. The kisses were addictive, far beyond their already hot kisses on set, and Pavel couldn't get enough.
Blindly, Pavel turned them around and pushed Dome against the wall, his hands grabbing Dome's head, his tongue dancing desperately with his.
Dome groaned. He had never felt so aroused, so vulnerable, so consumed. He had never known it was what he wanted. Then Pavel's hands slid on his ass, between Dome and the wall, and grabbed two big handfuls and Dome whimpered. He'd never become so aroused so fast.
"Fuck," he heard Pavel moan, his mouth leaving his for a moment. "You're so fucking perfect."
Then Pavel's mouth was back on his, and his hands grabbed beneath Dome's butt, and a surprise lift later, Dome was held aloft against the wall, pressed between Pavel's chest and the wall behind himself, and his legs somehow wrapped around Pavel's waist. He was drowning... The sweet kisses he had received from his few girlfriends before had never felt like this. Pavel's mouth was hot, hungry, demanding, addictive. And it was making Dome shake with need.
Dome's hands grabbed Pavel's hair and pulled, and Pavel's mouth separated from his with a wordless objection.
"Bed, now."
"Fuck, yeah," Pavel growled, and walked the few steps to the bed, still holding Dome aloft like he weighed nothing. It made Dome's stomach flip, to be carried like this.
Pavel lifted them both on the bed, and in a smooth manoeuvre he placed Dome carefully on the bed, his mouth never leaving Dome's. He pulled away for a second, and ripped his t-shirt off impatiently, and Dome struggled out of his own, his eyes glued on Pavel's heaving chest.
A second later, Pavel was pressed up against him, in an imitation of their earlier scene, both as hard as they had been on set. Dome's hands slid down Pavel's back and reached to grab his ass, and arched up into him.
"Fuck, Dome...! You feel so fucking good," Pavel moaned.
"Yeah yeah yeah... Shut up and fuck me," Dome growled, channelling Beam from the novel.
Pavel shook against him. "I want to, so bad, but it's not like in the books. We need time... preparation. And I don't know about you, but I can't wait that long." Pavel was panting with the effort not to do what Dome had just asked him. He could still hardly believe they were doing this for real. This was really happening.
"Fuck..." Dome groaned, grinding himself against Pavel's hardness. "Do something! I need... something... anything!" Dome was writhing with need, and Pavel's hips jerked against his.
"Oh, baby," Pavel breathed and could no longer stop himself. His mouth headed downward, licking a path along Dome's jaw, stopping to suck gently at his Adam's apple, the nipped along his clavicle, and searched hungrily down.
"You have no idea how I wanted to continue this earlier today..." Pavel murmured, and his mouth devoured Dome's nipples again, first one, then the other, then switching back to the first one. Dome keened, and Pavel laved the nipple with his tongue, suddenly quite content to stop there forever, and it was only the insistent push from Dome's hands on his head that made him release the nub in his mouth. Pavel growled a happy laugh into Dome's skin, letting his tongue continue lapping the smooth skin downward.
"Oh, fuck!" Dome gasped when Pavel licked a wet stripe against his stomach, just above the waistband of his shorts.
Pavel's hands stilled, grabbing Pavel shorts hard, not moving. He lifted his eyes on Dome's, and he shivered at the look in Dome's eyes. His plush lips swollen and wet, his face flushed, his neck arched. "Dome..."
"I told you already, I can't...! Please..."
Pavel's eager hands pulled the shorts and Dome's underwear down enough and a heartbeat later, his mouth swallowed Dome's aching member into his mouth.
"Aaa-ahhhh!!!"
Dome's cry made Pavel moan, and he devoured the cock in his mouth from tip down. He had never done this before, his earlier boy crush never having advanced this far, and he was shocked at how good Dome's cock felt in his mouth. So hot, smooth and hard. Pavel groaned and sucked eagerly, slurping his mouth back to the head and sucking there, then swallowing it all down again.
Dome's fists beat Pavel's shoulder, then grabbed tight, his mouth swallowing agonised groans and pants.
Pavel panted, and made himself slow down, teasing now, licking with long wet swipes up Dome's cock from root to tip, and swirling there. His eyes were open and fixed on Dome's face, drinking in Dome's expression and his agonised groans.
"Please... Pavel....!"
Oh, but Pavel loved this, making Dome beg. It was heady, like the most potent wine, and he drank it down, shivering with arousal. To reduce Dome, the unflappable, cool headed Dome to this moaning, pleading mess... Pavel never wanted it to end.
Dome was beside himself. One of his girlfriends had done this for him before, but it hadn't been like this... This demanding. She had been willing, but hesitant, and she had never let him finish in her mouth. That thought made Dome's eyes flash open and look down. The sight of Pavel, his eyes fixed on his, a look of concentration and joy on his face, his eager mouth wrapped around his cock, made Dome's toes clench and he realised he wasn't able to hold it anymore.
"Pavel!" Dome tried to push him away, but Pavel growled and sucked harder and with intent, and Dome came apart. He gasped and sobbed, and his body arched into the mouth wrapped around him, and he shook as he spilled his seed inside Pavel's mouth. Dome could hear himself whine and whimper at how amazing it felt, but he was too far gone to feel embarrassed at the helpless sounds he was making.
Oh, thank fuck, Pavel thought when he felt Dome cum in his mouth. He swallowed hungrily, wanting to give Dome the best experience of his life, and was rewarded with spurt after spurt of hot cum. Pavel was going out of his mind with arousal, but this was for Dome, and he kept at it through Dome's climax.
Even though he had come once already in the shower, Pavel was agonisingly hard and dripping. He made himself wait until Dome slumped on the bed, and only then he moved up, and buried his face in Dome's neck as he pushed down his sweatpants, grasped his cock and started to stroke it fast. It only took a few moments, and then Pavel came, splashing his cum across Dome's bare stomach, trying to muffle his cry of release in Dome's neck.
Initially surprised, Dome held him tight, his hand in Pavel's hair his mouth against Pavel's ear. "Pavel..." he murmured, and his growly voice made Pavel spurt again. Pavel lay there, panting, trembling against Dome until he could think enough to form words.
"I'm sorry, I just... it was too hot," Pavel mumbled into Dome's neck, embarrassed he had come like a teenager on his first time.
Dome grabbed his head and before Pavel could react, Dome smashed his mouth against his, kissing him hard. Then Dome pulled Pavel's head away. "Don't ever apologise for enjoying sucking me off. Mate."
Pavel's face split into a goofy, joyful smile. "Did I say you're perfect?"
"It came up, yes," Dome said, and they broke into breathless laughter that faded slowly into a charged silence.
Pavel touched Dome's face with marvel in his eyes, then shifted until he could capture Dome's lips again. The kiss this time was gentle. He pulled away. "Let me get you cleaned," he said, and reached for the wet wipes he had on the night stand. He wiped Dome clean of his cum, his hands gentle and meticulous.
"I'll just throw this away," Pavel mumbled, and headed to the bathroom. He used the toilet and washed his face and hands while he was at it, looking at his own face in the mirror, not even trying not to hide the giddy delight he felt.
When he got back, Pavel stopped short. Dome was lying comfortably on his back, fully nude, his head propped up with a pillow, checking his phone. Pavel made a small noise in his throat, and Dome turned to look. And look.
"You have no right to be that damned gorgeous," Dome growled, tossing the phone on the night stand. Then he cocked his head, and his eyes swivelled to Pavel's groin, and Pavel's own yes followed. He was hard again. Knowing Dome was looking, his cock jumped.
Dome lifted his eyes back to Pavel's. "You better have some supplies."
Pavel legs wobbled and he had to grab the door frame to keep upright.
Dome lifted an eyebrow. "You know what I want. I thought I was very clear."
Pavel made an incoherent noise and ran to his suitcase and started searching. "I went to the 7-11 on my way to the meeting place yesterday morning... where the fuck are they?" He hadn't bothered to unpack fully, and Pavel tried to remember where he had stashed the supplies. Somewhere deep inside the luggage... In desperation, Pavel started throwing his clothes like confetti around the room, and Dome's snickers in the back ground didn't help. Finally...
"A-ha!" Pavel crowed, victorious, and turned to show Dome a pack of condoms and a lube.
"Don't just stand there, get over here," Dome ordered, his eyes having been glued to Pavel's perfect bare ass as he squatted in front of his suitcase, and now taking in Pavel's trembling erection. He licked his lips.
"Perfect," Pavel whimpered and leapt on the bed, and scrambled up until he could straddle Dome.
Dome pulled Pavel's head away after a string of heated kisses. "Not that I don't appreciate the enthusiasm, but you said we need time. You need to slow down. We need to slow down."
Pavel groaned, and took a deep breath, then another, then another. "You're right. But it's your fault for being so damn hot."
"I'm not going anywhere. Now make me ready. And make it good."
"Khrab," was all Pavel could say, and he settled beside Dome on the bed, trying to get his breathing under control, then flung his top leg between Dome's, using his knee to nudge them a little apart. He let his hands wonder all over Dome's body, letting his fingers tell Dome how gorgeous he was. His hands drifted lower, tripping teasingly over Dome's cock and venturing lower, and Dome shifted, opening his legs a little wider. He'd never done this before, but he had done his homework for the show. He knew what he was in for, and the thought made him tremble.
Pavel's breath caught. He reached for the lube and coated his fingers with it, and set to his task fervently.
The feel of Dome opening under his fingers, slow and careful, was agony to Pavel. "So hot," he whispered against Dome's ear, dropping small kisses all over his face as his fingers worked. He made himself go slow, and concentrated on Dome's expression, the small gasps and groans he was making, until, three fingers in...
"Oh fuck!" Dome groaned and trembled.
"Aaahh.... There..." Pavel murmured, and let his fingers rub there, inside Dome, and felt himself start to leak at the helpless noises Dome was making. "Oh, baby... I don't think I can wait any longer. Can you help me with a condom? My hands are a bit slick..."
Dome growled and reached for the pack of condoms on the night stand, ripping it open impatiently. Dome's hands on his cock a moment later, sheathing him in latex, were a sore trial of Pavel's patience. Finally it was done and Pavel pulled his fingers out of the tight hole, which clenched involuntarily, as if trying to pull him back in.
Trembling with need and excitement, Pavel pushed Dome's legs wider apart and positioned himself between them, his cock stopping at the slick opening. "Dome?"
"Yes. Pavel, yes..." The last 'yes' was a growl, and Pavel could no longer hold himself back. He started to push in, as slowly as he could, knowing Dome needed time to adjust to him.
"Oh, fuuuuckkk..." Pavel grunted softly and heard an answering whimper from Dome and made himself go even slower.
When he was fully in, Pavel paused, trembling. The heat inside Dome was like a furnace, melting him and remaking him at the same time. He felt like he was going to split open from a mixture of emotions. He felt raw and vulnerable, and his eyes searched for Dome's instinctively.
"I know... I know..." Dome murmured, and pulled Pavel into him. "I feel it, too." Pavel breathed out, his eyes locked on Dome's, both wide eyed and feeling exposed. Their lips met again, and this time the kiss was tender, questing, heating up only slowly.
Pavel let his face nestle into Dome's neck as he pulled out slowly, and then pushed back in even slower. Then again. When he felt Dome gasp and grind against him, he picked up the pace.
"Dome..."
"Faster... Please..." Dome urged, and Pavel obeyed. He shifted a little to get a better angle and Dome shuddered, his voice hitting a high note, and Pavel knew he had struck gold. He let himself stroke there again and again, meticulous and careful, until...
"Pavel," Dome growled. "I'm not some delicate little girl. Give it to me."
Pavel's heart almost stopped. He pulled all the way out, leaving Dome to cry out from the sudden emptiness, and then Pavel flipped Dome over, guiding him to his hands and knees, then pushed in again, almost frantically.
"Fuck, yes!" Dome cried out.
"Like this? You want it like this?" Pavel shook, thrusting faster, but still holding back, desperately needing to let go, to claim Dome like he had dreamt of for so many weeks.
"Fuck! Yes! Faster... harder... give it to me," Dome whimpered, his hands clenching the bedsheets, his legs trembling, his hot swollen cock swinging under him with each thrust like a pendulum, measuring time to his approaching climax.
"You are the most incredible thing ever," Pavel groaned, and stopped holding back. He bent his body over Dome's, his stomach flush against Dome's bottom, his chest sliding in the sweat glistening on Dome's back. He hooked both his arms under Dome's armpits, curving his hands to grasp his shoulders from the front and held on tight as his hips slammed into Dome over and over. He couldn't have stopped even if the world ended just then.
Dome was overcome. He had always been in charge, done the right thing, holding back to make sure he didn't hurt his partners in his haste. He had never been able to let go, until now. He had never been taken like this, never had imagined that he would want to be. Pavel's cock inside him, his strong hands holding him still, taught him something he never knew he wanted. He wanted this. He wanted Pavel. He wanted... "More!"
Pavel whimpered, and one of his hands searched frantically on the bed until it found the lube. He managed to squirt some of it in his palm, and brought it down beneath Dome and grasped his free swinging cock, hard enough to burst.
Dome let out an agonised groan. "Yes-ss......!"
Pavel knew exactly how to stroke Dome, his hand big and warm and slick, stroking in sync with his cock plunging inside Dome again and again and again, his voice hoarse and desperate against Dome's neck. It was the sounds Pavel was making that became Dome's undoing. There was no stopping his orgasm, and Dome curled like a shrimp as his climax approached relentlessly, then uncoiled as his climax hit. He cried out Pavel's name, his voice high and needy as he came into Pavel's big palm.
Pavel had been holding on for an eternity, the feel of Dome's slick heat wrapped around his cock so tightly hurtling him toward the brink. Feeling Dome cum made Pavel's chest explode with triumph and tenderness, and made his stomach clench as his orgasm exploded out of him and into the condom. He held Dome tightly, thrusting sloppily into him, spurting inside him with every thrust. He thought he would never stop cumming, and knew nothing would ever top this moment in his life.
His legs shaking, Pavel slumped on top of Dome, panting. He lay there for a long moment, then kissed Dome's shoulder and pulled out slowly. He tied the condom into a knot and tossed it in the waste basket, and flopped on his back on the bed, pulling Dome next to him. Dome curled around him, breathless and jubilant.
Both too overcome, Pavel stroked Dome's hair, not caring that it was damp with sweat. They let the moment extend, both content to just lie there in each other's arms, comfortable in their closeness which had just elevated to a whole other level.
"That was..." Dome said finally, and had to clear his throat, his voice coming out as a hoarse croak. "That was incredible."
Pavel felt desire shoot through him. "Mmmm... I've never felt anything like that before. I've always had to be so careful, before. I've never been able to really let go."
Dome lifted his head. "That's just it. Me either. I've always had to be the one in control before."
"So you liked it," Pavel smirked.
Dome tried to scowl but the tips of his lips twerked up. "Yes, you jerk. You know I did."
"Then..." Pavel nuzzled Dome's neck and pressed his growing hard-on against Dome's hip. "Can we do it again?"
Dome shivered. "No, I'll get sore and we have work tomorrow." His voice was low with regret and the first shivers of arousal.
"Do me, then."
"What...?!"