Page 242 of Seasons of Love
I laughed. The experience I'd had in this partnership so far had been the polar opposite to what I'd had in Porto. While I wouldn't deny loving my old partnership and the great opportunities it had given us, I felt that at this stage in my life I needed a change. I wondered if Dri would ever have considered it if he was here now.
"Vítor, if you permit the boldness of an old man. You seem different than when we first met. I'd even go as far as saying you're happy in a way that you can only be when you're in love."
Bernardo was a very perceptive man, and at only fifteen years older than me, I wouldn't exactly call him old.
I shrugged. "I'm not going to lie to you. I am falling for someone. It was as unexpected as my move to Lisbon but here we are."
"Well, what are you doing here then? Go home to your man."
I looked at the clock on the wall. Tiago had texted earlier to say he was going to see a friend, so I was hoping to grab some groceries and still get home before he did. He'd looked worried this morning when he'd mentioned the work at the center, so I wanted to cook him a nice meal and make sure he relaxed this evening.
Fortunately, the supermarket wasn't too busy, so I got everything I needed to cook a stir fry for dinner and a few more things for the rest of the week so I could go straight home from work and make the best of Tiago's time off.
Tiago's car was parked outside the building, so I knew he was home already. I heard the shower as soon as I got in and hoped he hadn't been there long, because I wanted nothing more than to join him.
I took care of any groceries that needed to be in the fridge and left the rest on the kitchen table, removing my clothes as I almost ran to the bathroom.
Tiago let out a cute little squeak when I opened the shower door to let myself in.
"Hey, baby," I said, pulling him close to me for a wet, hot kiss. My day hadn't been particularly stressful, but fuck if I didn't feel like I'd been waiting all day for this kiss.
"Fuck, I think I need to go to the doctor."
"Why?" I asked, taking a step back to look at him and check his temperature.
He chuckled.
"Because you fucking kiss like a god and one of these days I swear I'm going to die from it."
"Like a god, huh? Maybe I should stay clear of your mouth then."
I turned him around, pushed him against the tiled wall, and got on my knees. He let out a moan when he realized what I was going to do and pushed his ass out to give me better access.
"I bet your ass tastes as good as it looks."
There was no point trying to go slow, so I put a hand on the globes of his ass and pulled them apart to display the pink, tight hole I was going to eat like the best dessert ever. I licked all the way from his taint to the top of his crease, stopping only to swirl my tongue around his rim. He pushed his ass back as though he wanted more of it amid a string of curses, which I was more than happy to do.
"Hmm, I was right, delicious." I stood up and turned him around to kiss him. He kissed and sucked on my lips as though he was returning the favor. I took both our cocks in my hand. Fortunately, we were both leaking enough to use our precum as a lubricant.
"Vítor." He groaned against my neck when I sped up. I was already so close, and the way he was fucking my hand, he wasn't far behind.
I laced my fingers through his hair and pulled it down. I needed to see his face and look into his eyes when he finally gave in to the pleasure I was bringing us.
"So beautiful," I whispered into his mouth. "Mine, you're mine."
His eyes locked on mine, and I could read all his emotions like a book. His big, beautiful, brown eyes that were almost always hidden behind his glasses, and I was the only one who had access to the real Tiago. All of him.
His hands were digging in my shoulders, and I hoped they'd leave a bruise. I wanted him to mark me and make me his, too. He was close but refusing to let go as though he wanted to be like this forever.
"Please, baby, come for me. I need it, too," I said as I added a twist motion with my wrist as I jerked us both off. I released his hair but gave him a look that asked him to keep his eyes on mine. My free hand roamed down his back toward his ass. When my finger found his hole, I applied some pressure. I could feel him trying to open up for me as he kept fucking my hand until neither he nor I could hold any longer.
We didn't hurry to finish our shower, but when I heard his tummy rumbling, I declared the fun was over and we needed to get dressed so I could make us dinner.
Unfortunately, the warm spring weather was exclusive to when the sun was out, which meant we still couldn't make use of the balcony, but we could definitely cuddle on the sofa and enjoy the view as the sun came down on the horizon.
After dinner, we settled on watching a series of documentaries about different cities around the world. We'd found that we both enjoyed the kind of documentaries where you learned interesting facts about things without going too deep on the history.
We managed a whole documentary without touching each other, which I think was a personal win because with Tiago plastered against me on the sofa, it had been near enough impossible to keep my hands off him. When the second documentary started, he turned over and kissed me. We were in the middle of our slow and fairly PG-rated make-out session when the doorbell rang.
