Page 56 of Wright's Path
“Totally,” Wright said enthusiastically. “Fuck, Xander. You’ll have to make whatever you’re doing quick.”
The room fell silent after that. Xander worked and Wright tried to keep his breathing even. He couldn’t even shift his body to relieve any pressure or the energy running rampant through his body. His cock was pulled up against his body, Xander’s fingers slipping the rope under another part and tying it. Or he thought he was. He lost track of time as Xander’s hands touched him randomly. Adjusting the ropes or just touching his skin. Wright’s body was on fire. He was itching to see himself.
“Happy birthday, Wright.”
Finally the blindfold was pulled from his eyes. He blinked a few times to adjust to the light. It wasn’t a dark room, a normal light hung from the ceiling. The walls were soundprooffor obvious reasons. They didn’t have a window so they could remain naked without fear of anyone stopping by and snooping, but there was a skylight that let in plenty of natural light. His eyes focused in front of him. His eyes traveled over his own reflection.
He looked amazing. Xander was truly an artist when it came to tying him up. The rope was red this time, contrasting nicely against his skin. It crossed over his chest and to his back. Three diamond shapes trailed down the middle of his body. His cock was leaking against his stomach, tied in place. The rope even wrapped around his balls. An intentional move on Xander’s part to keep him from coming too soon, no doubt.
“What do you think?” Xander asked. Wright looked away from himself to see Xander standing behind him. He was fully clothed, holding a single slice of cake on a plate above Wright’s left shoulder. “Did you look closely?”
Wright scrunched his eyebrows together and looked again. The rope, knots, his leg bent up and tied so he was on full display in the mirror. It was all beautiful and incredibly hot. He tried to shift in the seat and something shiny caught the light and his attention. It was positioned in the middle diamond on his chest. He forgot about his reflection for a moment and bent his head down to look at his body.
A silver band was tied to his body. A ring. Xander came into his vision and knelt in front of him. He took his time untying the ring. He held it between his thumb and forefinger and looked at Wright.
“I love you, Wright. So much. I know we met under the worst of circumstances, but you have been the best thing in my life these last two years. I can’t imagine going through the rest of this life with anyone but you. Will you marry me?”
“Yes!” Tears blurred Wright’s vision. He shook his head, trying to get rid of them. Xander leaned forward and kissed him.“I love you so much,” he said into the kiss. “Oh my god. This is perfect.”
“I love you too, gorgeous.” Xander’s hands were on his body in an instant. He only untied his legs though, enough for him to stand up. Wright knew what was coming. “I can’t wait to call you my husband.”
“I can’t wait for you to fuck your fiancé,” Wright shot back. He let Xander turn him around and bend him over the stool. He smiled when he felt the band be slipped on his finger. He didn’t have much time to admire the feeling of it before two wet fingers plunged into his hole. Wright cried out and if it wasn’t for Xander’s hand on his shoulder holding him steady, he probably would have toppled forward off the stool.
“What was that?” Xander asked, his tone cocky. He scissored his fingers quickly, stretching Wright open so he could get to the main event. “I love seeing you like this, baby. The trust you have in me is delicious.”
Wright curled his toes and if it wasn’t for the rope acting as a cock ring, he would have come. Xander’s tongue was working alongside his fingers, opening him up. He writhed, twisted his hips, adjusted his legs to spread further. He needed his fiancé inside him now. He hung his head down, getting a partial view of Xander on his knees behind him. “Fuck, Alexander. I need you. I’ll always need you.”
“I’ll always need you too, gorgeous. Here’s to the rest of our lives.”
