Jay and I spent a long time just relaxing in the bath, letting the water warm us while we enjoyed the contact between us. After a while, he reached for the vanilla shampoo we'd come to share, squirting some into his palm before lifting his hands to rub it into my head. Humming slightly at the feeling, I relaxed even more. He was gentle but firm as his fingers massaged my scalp, spreading the shampoo out before rinsing it.
I turned awkwardly so I was facing him and got the shampoo too, doing the same to him. His eyelids drooped until they closed and he tipped his head forward slightly. I smiled happily at the relaxed, almost sleepy, look on his face. It was adorable and I just had to lean down and kiss his lips. He smiled a little too but didn't respond other than that. I took longer than necessary to shampoo his hair, just enjoying the feeling and the expression it left on his face. When I pulled away to rinse, he almost pouted.
I chuckled and kissed him again, getting the conditioner that apparently made his hair easier to style. I didn't believe him but it made his hair so soft that I wasn't complaining. I gathered it on my fingers and ran it through the strands of gorgeous black hair. He relaxed once more, just letting me pamper him, not interrupting me except for the running of his hands all over my chest and back, eyes open slightly to watch.
When I was done and the conditioner was rinsed, Jay got the body wash and glanced at the sponge as if debating the benefits of using it or his hands. Apparently he decided on hands, which I wasn't about to dispute. Grinning, I did the same when he handed me the bottle. It was some sort of expensive stuff that I'd never seen in the stores I shopped in. Jay had once said it was imported from France, to which I'd just rolled my eyes because of course it was from French--this was Jay we were talking about.
He lathered the soap between his palms and rubbed at my skin with it, making sure to get everywhere. I gasped when he pinched my nipples while he washed my chest. He grinned cheekily and kissed my jaw. Realising I was still sat with soap in my hands, I lathered it up and started washing him.
When I got to his wrists, I lightened my grip, using only my fingertips. He winced slightly but didn't otherwise complain, though I moved on quickly, not wanting to hurt him. He was at my thighs now, running up the inside of them to my cock. I gasped when he gave me a slow, firm stroke. He was still grinning cheekily. I leaned forward to nip at his lips in punishment. He just chuckled.
When we were clean, he pulled me down to him and kissed me gently, licking at my lips. I opened for him happily, running my fingers into his wet hair slowly, licking forward to invite his tongue into my mouth. He moaned slightly and did, pulling me closer to him and digging his fingers into my back slightly.
I gasped and pressed further against him. Slowly, Jay dragged his nails down my back before he got to my arse, gripping and kneading. I moaned slightly, pulling away. His eyes flew open and he looked like he was panicking that he'd done something wrong. I just grinned and kissed his nose to make him relax.
"You had me worried there," he admitted, moving his hands to my hips.
"Sorry." Leaning forward, I rested my forehead on his, closing my eyes briefly. "Thank you for this, jelly bear."
His cheeks turned an adorable shade of pink and his lips curled into a shy smile.
"I'm glad you like it. Maybe we should make it a weekly thing."
"I think that could be arranged."
We looked at each other in silence for a few moments before I leaned down to kiss him softly. His arms went around my waist to hold me close and I just wanted to start crying with happiness again. I'd never actually imagined myself like this; happy, in love, but here I was. Sure, Jay was damaged and his life had been - and still was - quite difficult, but he was trying to change that. He was trying to open himself up to me, to accept me into his heart, and he had. Slowly, surely - and totally unwanted at first - he'd fallen in love with me as much as I'd fallen in love with him.
***
Eventually, Jay prodded me. I looked up at him and pouted; I'd been comfortable, sitting in his lap with my head on his shoulder. He smiled a little and ran his thumb along my jaw.
"We should get out now," he suggested, brushing some hair out of my face.
A sudden shiver through my body told me that the water was, in fact, only luke warm now. How long had we been in? I nodded and stood up. He quickly kissed my belly button as I did. I just rolled my eyes and climbed out. Remembering the candles I'd set up in the other room, I bit my lip. I grabbed one of those ridiculously large fluffy towels that Jay kept hung over the towel heater and wrapped it around my waist, subtly grabbing the lighter from the counter.
"I'll just be a second, okay?" I said, moving towards the door. "Just wait here."
I didn't get a change to notice Jay's reaction before I was out the door, pulling it shut behind me. I went around quickly, lighting the candles and altering their places so it looked the best and properly lit the room. I didn't have any massage oil but I could work around that, I suppose. I took a deep breath and reopened the bathroom door. Jay was leaning against the now empty bath, working a towel over his hair but otherwise completely bare.
I bit my lip and took the chance to quickly look over him before I went over. Trailing my fingertips over his slight muscles, I looked up at him through my lashes to see him smirking curiously.
"It's time for your massage now," I whispered.
His eyes lit up at that, as if he'd forgotten. I couldn't help the wide smile that spread across my face, just seeing his happy expression. I took the small towel from him and threw it into the washing basket before lacing my fingers through his and leading him into the bedroom slowly. I glanced up at him to gauge his reaction to all of the candles. He grinned widely, teeth and all, as he looked around. I relaxed and took a deep breath, preparing myself.
Dropping his hand, I went to the stereo and pressed play. Leading Jay to the bed was the easy bit, but trying to get him to lie on his front was significantly more difficult task.
"But I want to see you," he whined, sitting in the middle of the bed, pouting like an upset child.
"Please?"
"What if I want to touch you?"
"Then you'll have to wait. Please, Jay. I want this to be special. Please?" He seemed to be changing his mind, but just to be sure, I said: "I'll make it up to you."
His eyes narrowed slightly but after a moment, he lay down and rolled onto his front. I grinned and shuffled to kneel between his legs. Running my hands up the backs of his thighs firmly, I rolled my eyes at his little huff of a sigh. Pulling the towel from around my waist, I moved to straddle his hips. He hummed happily, rubbing his hips back against me cheekily.
"Stop it," I said, though I couldn't hide the smile in my voice.
"Fine," he muttered, though he did.
I placed my hands on Jay's lower back, hesitating for a moment before I used the heels of my hands to massage either side of his side. He groaned happily, arching into the touch.
"Jesus, Kay... That feels so good."
"Yeah?"
He nodded and let me carry on. He crossed his arms to rest his head on and just relaxed under my touch. There were knots of stress around his shoulders that I rubbed at until they were gone. Jay was mostly quiet, but his little gasps and moans were enough to start getting anyone hard. I bit my lip and hoped that he wouldn't notice as I moved onto his arms, rubbing and kneading them.
When I was done and it came to rolling Jay over, I was in a bit of a dilemma: roll him over and show him how turned on I was by all his little noises, or tell him that I was done. I took a deep breath and knelt up so that he could turn onto his back. He did so and I gasped in surprise. He was hard too, and not just a semi like I had, a full-on erection.
"Please tell me there's more," he whispered, "it feels so good..."
"I... Yeah, there's more."
"Oh, thank fuck," he groaned, reaching up to pull me onto his lap.
I blushed a little at the feeling of his cock underneath me. He shuffled a little until I was sat on his pelvis and his cock curved between my arse cheeks. Jay rocked and rolled his hips, moaning at the friction. I squeezed my eyes shut and released a shaky breath. My own cock twitched in delight but I chose to ignore it in favour of massaging his chest and stomach. Jay grabbed my thighs, nails digging in, to keep me still so he could keep on rutting against me.
"Kaidan, please," he whispered, eyes shut. "I want to fuck you, please... Please, boo... Shit..."
"L-Later," I answered quietly, though it pained me to say it.
He whined but kept up his efforts, gripping at my skin with bruising strength. Eventually I gave up with my massage, just clutching at his shoulders so he didn't buck me off. His hips stuttered and his breath hitched, telling me he was getting close now.
"Kay... I'm..."
"It's okay, baby, let it go when you want," I whispered breathlessly, eyes closed.
Jay groaned in response and thrusted against me quickly a few more times before he was coming with a moan. I gasped at the feeling of his come hitting my back and shuddered, still achingly hard. After almost a minute, Jay released his grip on my thighs and flipped us over. I landed on my front and gasped in surprise when my knees where pushed underneath me so my arse was displayed for him.
Starting at my balls, he licked a long stripe all the way to the top of my spine, nipping the back of my neck before he went lower again. Short licks gathered up all of the come that had landed on me and little bites and nips stirred my arousal.
"Reckon you could come just from my tongue?" Jay asked teasingly, his voice deep with lust.
"Oh fuck," I gasped, my hips bucking just from his words.
"Shall we give it a go, kitten?"
I just whined, pushing my hips back in a silent plea for anything. He pulled my legs further apart and dove straight in, flicking his tongue against my hole and nipping at it. All I could do was moan and mewl, my face buried in the duvet cover. Slowly, bit by bit, Jay pushed his tongue inside me, ripping out a low groan.
"So close, Jay..." I whispered, though whether he heard me or not was a complete guess with the way I was muffled.
Jay pulled back for just a moment before a finger joined his tongue inside of me and he was rubbing mercilously against my prostate.
"Shit!" I shouted, coming suddenly.
Jay kept going, slowly coming to a stop as he practically milked me of everything I had. When he pulled away, I stayed as I was for just a few moments as he lay down beside me, looking very smug. I huffed a little laugh and stretched my legs out.
"That wasn't just your tongue," I pointed out, panting.
"No," he admitted, "but it was good, wasn't it?"
It wasn't even a question, just a statement. I just nodded, too tired to even roll my eyes. Smiling, Jay pulled me into his arms and nuzzled into my neck. I was thankful for his warmth; I was starting to get chilly. My eyes drooped and my limbs became lead.
"I love you," Jay whispered into my ear.
"Love you too," I mumbled. "You know I wouldn't leave you, right?"
He pulled back and smiled happily.
"I know."
(A/N So... Yep... That's the end... Someone hold me... Please... I... I have no words for how I feel right now. I really don't. It huuuuurts. I love you guys so much, I wouldn't be here without you. I probably wouldn't have ever got past chapter ten without your support and inspiration. You are my everything (apart from our boys (#Jaidan5lyfe)).
~Eternal love and hugs from Beka xxx)