by Lea Bronsen
Yes, because he had feelings for Alv. The kissing made his brain too mushy to be able to analyze what these were, but they were strong, and they were loving.
When at last he released Alv’s lips with a sucking sound and a sharp intake of breath, Alv shook his head as if waking from a strange dream. “What was that?” he croaked, blinking.
Roeland mock-frowned. “Either you’re very naïve, or you’re pretending not to understand, or you know, but you want me to say it aloud.”
“I don’t get it. I mean, I do. I realize there’s something.”
“Good.”
“But I don’t understand how, or why.” Alv shook his head again. “I thought you’d faked what we did in the barn.”
“Faked it?” Roeland frowned, for real, this time.
“Yeah, so I’d let you out.”
Ow, that hurt. Roeland retreated abruptly and got up on his feet. His chest pounded from the accusations.
Alv followed him up in one swift move and stood before him, blue-green gaze pleading.
Roeland swallowed a breath to hold back his simmering anger. “You thought I used you?”
“I’m sorry. Don’t—”
“How could you believe that? Do you see me as a speculative person?”
“No, I’m sorry. I just…” Alv splayed his hands. “I got it all wrong, apparently.”
Thinking back, that was the exact chain of events: they’d been intimate and then Alv had come back in the night to free him. So he had the right to suspect Roeland of using him.
Calming, Roeland nodded. “I see where this is coming from, but I honestly didn’t foresee what would happen. The thought didn’t even cross my mind.”
“Please forget about it. It’s my misunderstanding.”
“That’s why you’ve been avoiding me, all this time? I thought you were blaming me for something. Other than what I did here, obviously”—he pointed to the patch of earth with the yellow flower, his chest tightening—“since you’ve already said you forgive me.”
Alv looked like he carried the weight of the world. After a moment, he replied, voice meek, “I don’t know how to say this. I want something very bad, but I can’t have it. If I try to get it, the rejection will hurt too much. So I prefer not to even...”
“What do you want so bad?”
Ah. It hit Roeland. The young Viking’s eyes reflected a fiery passion. They always had, come to think of it. Alv had looked at him with the same heated gaze for a long while. Only Roeland had taken his warm approach as a friendly, then brotherly sentiment. He would never have thought it to be love. Especially considering what Roeland had done to his brother. In his mind, what happened between them in the barn had only been sex, a physical need to sate. But apparently, it’d been much more.
“Come with me.” He grabbed Alv by the shoulder and made him turn and walk with him through the narrow, shady passageway between houses.
Moments later, they came out into the open. High above, the sun shone in a clear, cloud free sky, bathing the busy wharf in a near-white light. Hammering sounded from the long row of two-story houses, construction materials sat stacked along the walls, and European merchandise boats mingled with Viking ships at the quay. Men and women of all ages hurried left and right, carrying furniture, exchanging food, bags of spices, and fabric, and chatting loud in different languages. Life had resumed, and all that lay ahead was the future.
Roeland wanted to tell Alv about the plans and ambitions for Bjorgvin. As business with the rest of the world flourished fast, the town would prosper, its population would grow, and there would be need for people with medical knowledge and open-mindedness like Alv. It didn’t matter that he was of Viking blood, wore strange clothes, or had a half-man, half-woman appearance. He was going to be a valuable asset to the citizens, and Roeland intended to demand that they respect him.
Roeland was going to need him to rebuild his life, too. His love life. He didn’t want to stay alone forever. He’d gotten used to having the pretty young man by his side and wanted to share his house and family with him. He couldn’t imagine not having him around. Alv was not only easy on the eyes, he was a fantastic human being, warm-hearted, generous, wise, and courageous. He’d sacrificed everything to save Roeland; risked his freedom, left his home, faced the unknown. No other person would love Roeland that much again or be that committed. Alv was the one. He couldn’t replace Hilda, for she was far too special and would always have a spot in Roeland’s heart, but Alv had earned one there, too, nonetheless.
All these things could wait, though. He would tell Alv later. There were more pressing matters to talk about—to show him. Roeland may be good with words in business, but not so much when it came to feelings.
As soon as they came home, he was going to make love to him, man-to-man.
And love him. Heart-to-heart.
* * *
Alv swept the bedroom upstairs. When they arrived a few days ago, Roeland had dismissed it as small and modestly furnished compared to some of the interiors of wealthy families back in Europe, but to Alv, just having a floor was luxury. A desk and chair sat beneath a window overlooking the wharf, and a large bed stood against a wall, opposite a dark-wood commode with a faïence washing bowl atop.
It wasn’t the first time he slept here, but from Roeland’s flirtatious smiles and hand-holding on the way up to the room, it would be the first time he slept with him. Their masturbating session in the prisoner barn didn’t count. Alv had acted on deep frustration and anger and believed Roeland played along because he needed Alv to do him a favor—unchain him. Now, he knew it hadn’t been the case. Roeland had enjoyed the sex. Such a relief!
It didn’t stop Alv from worrying. The sun pounded on the roof above them, making the air hot and heavy to breathe, and he stood in the middle of the room sweating in his fur coat. He didn’t want to take it off yet. What if this surreal scene with Roeland bringing him to bed was too good to be true, a dream? He would wake disappointed and never dare to trust again.
Roeland pulled his shirt over his head and sent him a glance, a grin curving his mouth. The traveling had done him good. He’d grown muscles and his olive skin had acquired a healthy glow. With a thin layer of sweat covering his firm chest and shoulders, he looked to die for. Alv yearned to touch him, but…
The sexy man came closer, black gaze sparkling. “What’s wrong? You look tense. Hesitant.”
Alv sucked in a mouthful of air. “I thought you said you could never love anyone again. Why would you—”
“A woman, no. But you…you’re something else.” Roeland stopped a hairsbreadth away and slid his hands between Alv’s shoulders and his coat, lifting the too-hot fur and letting it fall to the floor behind him. “I want you to live here with Ima and me.”
He did? That declaration sent a rush of fierce emotions through Alv’s chest, almost choking him and bringing tears to his eyes. After the chaotic events of the past weeks, he’d felt lost and lonely, like an orphan, and uprooted, wandering from place to place and not feeling at home anywhere. But if the man of his wildest dreams invited him to stay…that changed everything. He swallowed to loosen the knot in his throat.
“Please say you’ll stay.” Roeland’s warm breaths blew softly on his lips as he leaned forward and pressed a hard bulge in his pants against him.
Oh… Heat coursed to Alv’s cock, making it swell in an instant and push back against Roeland’s. He groaned, closed his eyes, and relished the intense arousal. If Roeland was honest, and he’d always been, Alv should trust that what happened between them was genuine and lasting. Just be thankful and savor it!
Without warning, Roeland pulled Alv’s pants down so his curled erection straightened and bumped into Roeland’s stomach. Shocked and delighted at once, Alv gasped and opened his eyes. Roeland met him with a sinful grin and kissed him, mouth hard. That took away the last of Alv’s hesitation.
Kissing Roeland back, he reached for his waistband and pushed it down his thighs, too, r
eleasing a thick, hard rod toppled by a dark purple mushroom head. So tempting. Back in the prisoner barn, it’d been too dark to see anything. He’d only stroked Roeland’s length and felt its velvety firmness in his hands, but now it stood proud and straight in all its glory.
While bending to kick off his shoes and stepping out of his pants, he flicked his tongue out and licked along the penis’ veiny underside before taking the firm head in his mouth. The deliciously salty taste made him salivate.
A groan came from Roeland, and he thrust his hips forward to push deeper inside Alv’s mouth. Alv couldn’t take all of him in, but expertly curled his tongue around him and formed a tight ring with his closed lips.
Roeland thrust back and forth, rhythmically gliding in and out of Alv’s mouth with increasing speed, again and again. “Oh, you’re too good!” He gasped and pulled out with a pop.
Alv looked up at Roeland’s tortured expression and laughed, the mix of relief, lust, and happiness making him heady. It’d been so long since he’d been high, and the fact it was Roeland himself having sex with him enhanced the fantastic feeling. They’d had such a bad start; how was it possible they’d become lovers?
Pulse pounding, he got up and kissed Roeland, sneaking his tongue inside Roeland’s mouth and tangling with his. They shared deep, hungry kisses and plastered their sweaty, trembling bodies to each other. Breathing fast through their noses and emitting grunts of pleasure, they caressed and stroked each other’s shoulders, backs, asses, any parts they could reach with their hands, all the while grinding their stiff cocks between them in a lusting dance.
Alv sizzled, wanted more, needed to reach a height and explode. Would Roeland, a ladies man, accept to fuck him, or was kissing and sucking dick the most he could do with another man? Alv had to take the chance.
He released Roeland, went to the bed, and sprawled on the sheets with his legs hanging out of the bedframe and his erection curling up his stomach, an unabashed invitation. He was usually the one on top, but with a sexy lover like Roeland, he didn’t mind being the receiver.
“So, it’s a yes?” Black gaze hazy, Roeland knelt on the floor, between Alv’s spread thighs, and positioned his long, erect cock in front of Alv’s ass hole.
Oh! He’s actually going to do it!
Alv trembled with delight and need, drops of semen leaking from the tip of his length. “Spit on it,” he instructed, nodding to Roeland’s cockhead.
Roeland smiled, the sweat on his beautiful manly body making his tanned skin glow. “Is it a yes?” he repeated, voice husky, before moisturizing the tip of his cock and easing it inside Alv, past his ring.
Alv gasped and squirmed from the friction.
Panting, Roeland fisted Alv’s erection and pumped, while slowly, carefully, thrusting deeper in, until the extreme sensation of fullness and highness both places had Alv roll his eyes back and groan loud.
“By Thor, yes!”
The End.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Award-winning author Lea Bronsen likes her reads hot, fast, and edgy, and strives to give her own stories the same intensity. After venturing into dirty inner-city crime drama with her debut novel Wild Hearted, she divides her writing time between psychological thriller, romantic suspense, and dark/erotic romance.
She’s signed with Evernight Publishing, Decadent Publishing, and Insatiable Press. She has also self-published some of her works and participated in the making of several anthologies.
She loves to interact with her readers, so come visit her on leabronsen.com and drop a line!
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