by Ariana May
With the other boys having finished their greetings, Emery and Daven rose and started towards Jericho and Damien. Dressed in form fitting clothing that in places seemed painted on, they stalked towards their men with seductively swaying hips, Emery to Jericho and Daven to Damien. At the last moment, they crisscrossed around each other and pulled the opposite man into a tight embrace. As Daven claimed Jericho’s mouth, Emery opened his lips to allow Damien’s tongue to slide erotically against his own. “Mmmm....Glad you’re back Damien. You were both gone far too long.” His hands in Damien’s hair, Emery leaned in for another tender kiss.
“Missed you too, Emery. We’ll have to talk about how things went in my absence.” Damien responded once they’d come up for air again.
“Breakfast?” Emery suggested.
“Sounds good. My quarters as soon as you can get away from Jericho,” Damien directed.
“It’s a date,” Emery said, grinning madly as he leaned in for one last quick kiss. “And speaking of dates, I should let you get to yours.” Emery stepped back and to the side allowing Daven to step in front of him and grab Damien’s tie as Emery himself reached in to snag Jericho’s. In unison Daven and Emery pulled Damien and Jericho forward by their ties and using the silk cloth as leashes, dragged them off in the direction of their quarters.
Emery entered Jericho’s quarters and pulled Jericho in behind him. With a quick move, Emery kicked the door closed and shoved Jericho up against it, plastering his body against Jericho’s. With a quick “Missed you so much,” Emery slammed his mouth down to claim Jericho’s. Greedily, Emery plundered Jericho’s mouth, swirling his tongue around Jericho’s and exerting complete control over the intense kiss.
When they pulled back for air, panting with their foreheads tilted together, Jericho gasped out, “Fuck, Emery. Hated being so far apart. Wanted you with me. Need you so......”
Emery cut Jericho off by pressing in for another passionate kiss. As he deepened the kiss, Emery worked his way down Jericho’s shirt, popping the buttons open with great speed and dexterity. When the last button cleared, Emery pushed the shirt down and tossed it aside. Gasping back for air once more, Emery growled, “You are not allowed to be out of my sight for that long ever again. Not ever.”
“I can...Gods...” Jericho moaned as Emery nipped at his neck, just above the line where Jericho’s tie still hung. “I can live with that.”
As Emery licked and sucked at Jericho’s neck and nibbled here and there. When Jericho’s hands fisted in Emery’s hair and pulled Emery back for another potent kiss, Emery’s hands shifted to tear at Jericho’s pants and belt. He deftly undid the fastenings and shoved both the pants and the boxers beneath to the floor. “Kick your boots away, toe off the socks, and step out of the pants,” Emery ordered. When Jericho obeyed, Emery kicked the garments away and dropped to his knees. Emery dipped his fingers into the pot of lube he had pre-placed near the door. “Hips out,” he snapped. Jericho lifted his hips from the door and Emery simultaneously sucked down the tip of Jericho’s cock and plunged a finger into Jericho’s tight hole.
Jericho gasp at the sudden penetration mixed with a moan as Emery’s tongue swirled around the head of his cock. Emery hummed around Jericho’s cock, focusing on the tip while he thrust his finger swiftly in and out of Jericho. When Jericho’s hands fisted in Emery’s hair and tried to push Emery further onto his cock, Emery scraped his teeth along Jericho’s shaft and thrust a second finger into his Master. With his free hand, he pushed away Jericho’s hands as he pulled off Jericho’s cock. “Hands on the wall, Jericho.” Emery dropped his head down again and began to scissor his fingers.
“Fuck!” Jericho gasped as Emery slowly bobbed up and down his cock. Emery thrust his fingers in and out stretching Jericho at a frenzied pace. When Emery added a third finger, Jericho moaned at the burn of being opened so quickly. "Fuck, Emery, you used the playroom this week, didn't you?"
Emery sped the pace of this thrusting fingers and pulled his head up to ask "How can you tell?" Not waiting for a response, he dipped down and nipped at Jericho’s inner thighs.
"The way you're taking charge, fuck, so hot” Jericho moaned. “It's like you completely came into your own this week.”
"You did leave me in charge and as they say, practice makes perfect.” Emery yanked his fingers from Jericho’s ass, causing Jericho to whimper in protest at the loss. “You're far too coherent. Turn around, so I can do something about that."
Supremely turned on by Emery’s forcefulness, Jericho whirled around to face the door, his legs spread, ass out, and his hands splayed against the smooth wood. Not bothering to undress, Emery undid his pants and pulled his cock out. Emery slicked himself up and rose, thrusting into Jericho in one smooth motion.
Jericho screamed, “Emery! Fuck!” as Emery stilled, buried to the hilt inside of Jericho. The fast thrust had burned in just the right way as Emery entered him and the found himself desperately wanting more. “Fuck me, Emery! Please fuck me!”
“As you wish, Love.” Emery pulled out so that the tip of his cock was resting against Jericho’s entrance. With a slow push of his hips Emery thrust back into the tight gripping heat of his lover’s ass. As Emery gave Jericho a few slow strokes to get used to the penetration, he reached forward and snagged the tie still secured around Jericho’s neck. He worked it around until he could grip the length of it in his fist. With a quick tug, he yanked Jericho’s head back and used his free hand to twist Jericho’s face toward him. Emery leaned in close and captured Jericho’s mouth in a passionate kiss. Pulling back, he ordered, “Brace yourself.”
Jericho barely had time to obey before Emery snapped his hips forward, slamming hard and fast into Jericho’s ass. Soon the room filled with sounds of frenzied moans and groans of pleasure layered over the sound of Jericho's skin slapping against the leather of Emery's pants. Emery circled his hips as the thrust, striking Jericho’s prostate on each stroke. Jericho’s ass clenched around him squeezing him tight. Pulling on the tie again, Emery pulled Jericho into another kiss. “Fuck, Jericho. Feel so good taking me, squeezing me.”
Jericho moaned loudly as Emery sped his thrusts, pounding into him and sending pleasure spiking up his spine. “Gods, Emery. More. Need you. Need More.”
Emery fucked into Jericho harder, driving Jericho’s hips forward so that Jericho’s leaking cock grazed the door with each thrust. As pleasure swamped his system, Emery reached around Jericho and gripped his cock tight, stroking him closer to orgasm. “Come for me, Jericho. Come now.”
With the dual pleasures of Emery’s cock and hand assaulting his senses, Jericho had no choice but to obey, crashing over into orgasm. Hot white cum spurted from his cock, splattering the door before him as his ass spasmed around Emery’s cock. And still, Emery thrust into him, fucking him faster and harder through his orgasm and beyond. Emery continued his assault on Jericho’s ass as Jericho came down from orgasm, each thrust a shock to his now over sensitive system. Jericho screamed, “Emery!” and the sound was all it took to send Emery tumbling over the edge into completion, spilling his seed inside Jericho as he fell forward embracing his master tight and close.
***
Once they pulled themselves together and partially redressed Jericho, Emery and Jericho adjourned to a private dinner for two consisting of snippets of conversation, murmurs of affection, and love-struck gazes interspersed with feeding each other an array of finger foods and sips of sparkling fruit juices. After, they gathered up a bottle of sparkling cider and two flutes, stripped down, and settled into a hot bubble bath.
Stepping into the hot bubbly water, Emery considered his options. Jericho’s private bathtub, like the harem baths could be described as a small shallow pool. There were plenty of comfortable places he could settle. Of course, there was really only one choice for Emery. He settled down between Jericho’s legs and, leaning against Jericho’s chest, pulled Jericho’s arms around him.
Jericho held Emery tight to his chest, basking in
the feel of having Emery in his arms again. He dipped his head to Emery’s and pressed a kiss to the light brown locks. Satisfied, he lay there, relaxing and luxuriating in the warm bubbly water and comfort of his love’s presence. When he finally broke the lengthy yet comfortable silence and spoke, his voice was soft, tender, loving. “It's so good to be back. Honestly, I always hate being away, but this was definitely the hardest trip ever. Earlier, when you said you never wanted to let me out of your sight and I said I could live with it, I meant that. Being without you this week was the absolute worst. Don't get me wrong, I had Damien with me, and we had sex every single night. Damien, a month ago, Damien was the best thing that had ever happened to me and now, he’s not enough. I wanted, needed you. Need my Emery." Jericho's tone became tentative and even softer than soft as he hugged Emery close. "You...You are MY Emery?"
Emery pulled Jericho’s arms tighter, snuggling into the love of his life’s embrace. “Jericho, after this week, I’ve been with all of your boys and I’ve gotten very close to a couple of them. But even with all that sex, all that closeness and affection, one thing stood out. I missed you so much. I missed sharing a meal and conversation. I missed seeing your kindness and affection towards your boys on a daily basis. I missed being held safe and snug in your arms. And yes, I missed having sex with you and sharing that closeness. Jericho, I know it’s crazy, but the moment I met you, I knew something was different. And after getting to know you those first two weeks and then missing you this week, yet even in absence coming to know you more through your boys...Jericho, I don’t think I know how not to be YOUR Emery anymore.” Emery turned in Jericho’s embrace so that he could look his love in the eye. “I love you, Jericho. I’m so in love with you.”
Three weeks earlier, an angelic voice had disrupted the puzzle that was Jericho’s life, sending all the carefully placed pieces careening off in new directions. With Emery’s declaration of love, it was as if all those pieces had fallen back into new, better positions and with them, the last ever-missing piece had appeared and claimed its place. It took Jericho a moment to overcome the joyful wonder and regain his ability to speak. When he found his voice once more, Jericho took Emery’s face in his hands and said, “Emery, when I heard you singing that first day, I knew in that moment I had to know the source of the angelic sound. I turned around and there you were. In that moment, everything was different and I knew I had to know you. And that night...gods, Emery. That night when we made love, it was the most special experience of my life. You moved me, Emery. I haven’t been the same since and I couldn't be happier about it. And if that wasn’t enough, I’ve seen your strength and compassion in the way you’ve helped Quentin and the way you took charge of getting Rhys healed and safely placed. I’ve treasured every moment we’ve had together and every new thing I learn about you makes me love you more. I’m in love with you Emery, and knowing that you feel the same is the greatest gift I’ve ever been given.”
Emery could only hope that once Jericho learned his true profession, that he'd still be able to say the same. But that was a thought he intended to save for later as this moment was just too perfect to entertain such thoughts, not when he could enjoy the miracle of being in love with a handsome prince who was also in love with him. Emery whispered, “I guess that’s a gift we both are getting today.” He lunged forward, closing the half foot between them with such speed that water sloshed over the rim of the pool to splash across the tile. Emery’s lips brushed against Jericho’s in the softest of kisses as he wrapped his hands gently around Jericho’s neck and shoulders.
They kissed, soft, sweet, and tender until Jericho’s hands gripped Emery’s ass and pulled him closer. Jericho pushed his tongue past Emery’s lips and deepened the kiss. Running his tongue along Emery’s, Jericho lifted Emery from the water. Emery wrapped his legs tightly around Jericho’s waist as the older man carried him to the drying circle, which swiftly banished the bubbly water clinging to their skin. They kissed, ever deeper and more passionately, as Jericho carried Emery into the bedroom and gently transitioned them both onto the bed.
Finally breaking for air, Emery nipped at Jericho’s neck as he moaned from the sensation of Jericho’s body covering his. As he shifted to nibbling on Jericho’s ear, Emery whispered, “Make love to me, Jericho.” The lovemaking that ensued was slow, soft, and tender. They took hours, tenderly exploring every inch of each other’s bodies. Their bodies joined with slow, deep thrusts while lips met and hands caressed. And when climax finally came upon them, they cried out words of love before drifting off to sleep.
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About the Author
Romance movie enthusiast, Ariana May, was born in the beautiful city of Seattle, US. A single mother of 2 lovely kids, she grew up in Seattle as she was raised by her wonderful and supportive parents. She has a Bachelor of Arts degree in political science but writes romantic books as a lover of words. Ariana has a passion for writing dating back to her elementary, and as such, her creativity and ability to put words into perfect use makes her a prolific writer. She spends her day writing new and interesting piece as she takes her time to read at night. Her prowess is writing male Romance and Erotica books. Her books are a joy to read with every single word making you want to read on. She loves spending time with her family and friends as she enjoys doing her fitness workout, going on bike rides, writing, watching romantic movies, travelling, and reading books.
