By the time George and Nick finally made it back to Nick's apartment, George was only just starting to come down off his high. They’d spent the remaining time before the sun disappeared taking dozens of pictures at the vista. It was a proper shoot and George couldn't wait to see the end results.

“Oh, man, that limo was nice,” George said as they stepped inside of the apartment. They rode around the city afterward, enjoying each other's company and the champagne. It had been nothing short of magical.

“It really was. We should rent another one sometime just because,” Nick chuckled as he removed his shoes.

“This whole evening was incredible,” George gushed as they moved into the living room. He wrapped his arms around Nick, unable to get enough of him. “I can't believe you did that.”

“I wanted to prove how serious I am about this,” Nick murmured as he slid his arms around George in return. “We never really did it properly before, so I wanted to make up for that now.”

George hugged Nick tightly and rested his head down against his shoulder. “You mentioned earlier that you're getting help...?”

“Yeah. I arranged to meet with a therapist to work out my old hangups about Clifton, and stuff,” Nick admitted.

“I'm so proud of you,” George said as he nuzzled against Nick's shoulder. “That's a huge step. I think that'll help you out in other ways like you'd never believe.”

“That's what I'm hoping,” Nick chuckled.

George shifted. “And I'm sorry I ran out on you when I did. I should've been able to hold my ground and stand up for us. My flight instinct is strong, and it's not something I'm proud of.”

“Neither of us were at our best then, but that's okay. We'll work through it,” Nick said, his gaze comforting.

“And I promise I'll try and live a little less in the fantasy world and more in the real world,” George added, his chest tightening.

“Hey, there's nothing wrong with your love of books, if that's what you're worried about. I think it's great that you have something to be passionate about.”

“I'm definitely not going to give up my books, but I'm just more excited right now to experience all the real things with you,” George clarified. “I think I got a little too comfortable with my routine.”

“I'll help you shake that up, then,” Nick laughed. “If you want to continue modeling for me for art, that's a start...”

“Sure, I'll do that,” George said, his whole body flushing at the suggestion.

“I know it sounds cheesy, but you've inspired me to do more art, too, which I'm excited about. When I drew you in the motel room, it was like finding a piece of myself again.”

Those sweet words made George hug Nick tighter. It was really amazing that they were doing this for real. It was adventurous and bold, and George was so ready.

“So... will you move back in with me?” Nick asked after a moment or two had passed. There was a certain vulnerability to his voice that made George's heart clench.

He didn’t even have to think about his answer. “Of course!”

“And if you want, my bedroom can be our bedroom.”

George lifted his head to gaze into Nick's eyes. “I'd love that... Waking up with you was amazing... Plus, I'd really like to not sleep on any more air mattresses,” he added with a laugh.

They shared a laugh, although the atmosphere shifted subtly around them as they quieted down. It was easy for George to lose himself in Nick's eyes and the warmth of their bodies pressed close together. His heart thrummed in his chest as he leaned up to lightly kiss Nick while cupping his cheek.

“Take me to bed, Mr. Nicholas Bennett-Morgan.”

“Anything my husband wants, he shall get,” was Nick's immediate response, his voice lower and gruffer. George let out a yelp of surprise as Nick scooped him up, much like he had before. He wrapped his arms around his shoulders and held on for the short trip to the bedroom. When they tumbled to their bed together, George was already on fire. He thought he was going to explode from all the love and lust he had for Nick.

As George wiggled onto his back while Nick braced himself over George’s body, George reached up and cupped Nick's cheek. He was distracted briefly by the ring on his finger, the engraving bringing a smile to his lips. “So we're really doing this? We're really going to be husbands?”

“I already let you slip away too many times before. I don't want to miss another moment with you,” Nick said, his words strong and his voice gentle.

George lifted his head to brush their lips together. “I don't want to miss another moment with you either...”

George slowly slid his hands through Nick's fluffy hair, massaging his scalp while they kissed. The taste of Nick's lips was addicting and even the way their noses bumped together was endearing. The weight of Nick's body pressed down against his grounded and excited George while the softness of the bed kept him in the clouds.

He moaned softly as Nick ran his tongue along his bottom lip, parting his own lips to allow Nick in. As soon as the kiss deepened, George started to press upward against Nick. He wanted their bodies to be so impossibly close. It was like even becoming one alone mightn't be enough.

Then George patted Nick's shoulders and parted the kiss. “Roll us over,” he requested, breathless. When Nick's eyes met his, it was easy to see curiosity and arousal reflected back at him.

“Yes, sir,” Nick said with a grin as he gripped George and rolled them over.

Being on top of Nick was a whole new thrill. George sat up, his hands pressed to Nick's chest, and gazed down at Nick. He was beyond sexy with the way he was splayed out beneath him. The way Nick looked up at him with nothing but trust and love...

George's fingers trembled as he began undressing Nick. As handsome as that suit was, he wanted it off already. He needed to feel the heat of their bodies against naked skin. Even as he undressed Nick, he was being unclothed in return. Although the act started out slow and sensual, their movements grew more fervent, the need to come together too strong to put off for much longer. With each article of clothing pulled away, the wildfire between them only burned hotter. George wanted to be scorched by that heat.

Once they were both completely naked, with George straddling Nick, the gravity of the situation hit home.

“What are you planning to do up there?” Nick teased as he ran his hands along George's hips.

“I'm going to ride you,” George announced with more gusto than he'd intended. His cheeks burst with color as he dipped his head a moment out of embarrassment.

“Hey, cutie. Lift that head back up,” Nick encouraged with a laugh as he lightly slapped George's hips. “That's a wonderful idea. Go for it.”

George lifted his head again and quivered. His libido was supercharged right now. All of the emotions that he'd been holding onto for so long came together to fuel his actions. He wanted nothing more than to throw himself at Nick to love and be loved, so that's exactly what he was going to do.

When Nick slid his hands from George's hips to his ass instead and gave a light squeeze, George made a surprised, but pleased, sound. The way those hands seemed to perfectly cup around his cheeks and hold him was incredible. He didn't want to move to grab what they'd need for sex, but he had to. He eased himself off Nick's lap and hurried to the drawer where he remembered the lube and condoms were kept. With the items in hand, he bounced back onto the bed and knelt once more over Nick's lap.

Maybe they should've spent more time kissing and touching, but the urge to dive right in was irresistible. “I feel like I should be taking my time, but I want you inside of me so bad,” George moaned.

The physical reaction he got from Nick at that very moment was priceless. Nick tensed beneath him, those hands that had found his ass again moments earlier tightening their grip. His beautiful eyes were wide, his lips parted with surprise. It was the color of his cheeks that got to George the most.

“We have all the time in the world now, George. We can go as slow or fast as we want to,” Nick rumbled. That throaty quality sent shivers of desire along George's spine and even made his scalp tingle with arousal.

“T-That's true...” George murmured as he set aside the condom to focus on the lube. When he popped the lid open, Nick twitched beneath him. Knowing that Nick was as needy for him boosted his confidence. It made George feel sexy.

He tried to maintain eye contact as he squirted the cool liquid onto his fingers and then knelt up. He reached beneath himself and began fingering himself. In one way, it was embarrassing to be fingering himself in front of Nick; in another, it was the hottest thing ever, especially since Nick's attention was on him alone.

“Do you like that?” George teased, as he prepared himself, one finger at a time. To give Nick even more of a show, he ran his free hand down along his chest and stomach. His own cock was tall and proud.

“I like it very much,” Nick murmured as he ran his hands over George's thighs. The touch to the sensitive inner thighs, plus the twist of his own fingers inside his ass, only excited George further. Those touches were filled with such awe and lust.

When George was loose and relaxed enough, he eased his fingers out. He shimmied backwards a bit to make it easier to see Nick's cock now. He was elated that Nick was more than ready to go as well, his cock already as hard as a rock and ready for action. While maintaining eye contact with Nick, he gave that cock a slow stroke before grabbing the condom. Although his hands were shaking, he managed to get it open and the condom on without problems. He had to take a moment to admire that beefy length, eager to feel its girth again.

George felt so empowered in that moment. He had complete control right now and it was doing wonders for his ego. He'd never felt quite like this before and it was amazing. He was free to explore with Nick, who seemed to be appreciating what was unfolding as well.

He couldn't wait to get back to kissing his husband. As lustful as he was right now, he ached to shower Nick with love as well.

He gently grasped Nick's cock in his hand as he inched forward again, positioning himself. He eased down slowly while guiding the head against and inside of his body. He moaned and rolled his head back as he endured the initial resistance before his body accepted Nick inside.

“George, you have no idea how hot you are right now,” Nick gasped. It was easy to see the tension in his body and how badly he wanted to thrust upward.

“You're looking pretty hot yourself,” George countered as he rolled his head, slowly sinking down. He reveled in the fullness with each inch taken in. He took his time, enjoying the ride until he was all the way seated. “Ahh...”

In that moment, everything was perfect. He was both physically and emotionally connected to Nick, and it did things for his soul he’d never thought possible. It was going to take time for their relationship to truly reach its height, but he was confident they'd get there. He'd never been more confident of anything in his whole life.

After rocking up and down a few times to get used to the sensation, George shifted his position to lay down along Nick. He wanted kisses as he dove down toward Nick's lips. Nick must've had the same thought because they almost crashed their faces together in the process, brief laughter escaping them both. George pushed his glasses back up his nose, then lost himself in those tender kisses. As Nick wrapped his strong arms around him to hold him close, George was afraid he might burst into tears.

“I'm so sorry it took this long to get to this point,” Nick murmured once they came up for air.

“There's no need for apologies now,” George responded as he braced his arms against the bed on either side of Nick's head. “Still, thank you.” He dove in for another kiss as his heart soared. Slowly, he began to thrust his hips, sensually riding Nick as they explored each other with their lips. Once or twice, Nick broke the kiss and instead focused his attention on George's neck or shoulder. He even left a hickey, which filled George with nothing but pride. The thought of being claimed in such a way was pleasing.

Each thrust of his own hips rubbed his cock along Nick's body. The friction from being trapped between their bodies had George throbbing with need with each passing second. He didn't want to rush things, wanting to simply lose himself in the moment. He wanted to bask in the warmth of Nick's loving embrace. It was true that while locked in Nick's arms, he'd never felt more loved.

Then Nick finally started to move his own hips as well, which drew a muffled moan from George through their locked mouths. He slowed his own thrusts for a moment to let Nick have control, which Nick readily took. He tightened his arms around George, pressing them even closer together. The added pressure to his cock pinned between them only made George moan all the more. Everything was incredible. He never wanted it to end.

George's head spun as they made sweet love, their bodies moving together as one. George was entranced by Nick, wanting to stay like this forever. It wasn’t to be, though. George's body pushed him toward the inevitable end. Nick had to be getting here, too, since his thrusts became quicker and harder. Kissing was trickier as George's grunts and groans grew louder, his body jerking in sync with Nick's powerful thrusts. Now the wet and sharp sounds of sex overtook his ears, each one driving his need for release. Nick's own low moans and sharper breaths only spurred George on more.

George moved his hips with Nick, seeking to give them both as much pleasure as possible. Their movements were more desperate now, their bodies bumping and sliding in that chaotic way that only heightened the experience even more. George's cock was rubbed raw between their bodies, damp with precome.

He broke free from Nick's strong arms to sit up straight. His whole body was taut and burning, screaming for release. He grabbed hold of his cock and stroked while riding Nick like there was no tomorrow. When Nick thrust up from beneath, George cried out with bliss. There was no way to bite back those sounds and he didn't want to.

“That's it, George! Come for me, baby,” Nick growled. His eyes were locked on George, and he felt like prey caught in a deadly predator's sight. It was the most incredible sensation, the undercurrent of danger making George ride even harder than before. He was eager to please and put on a show for Nick's eyes only.

After another minute of slamming their bodies together and jerking himself hard, George came. There was no holding back the cry that escaped him, his thighs trembling as all of his strength left him. The pleasure that ripped through him was intense, leaving him raw and sensitive as he coated Nick's flat stomach with his seed.

It took a good few moments for him to get his bearings. His heart was still racing, his breath quick and his body twitchy, as he stared down at the mess he’d made across Nick. “S-Sorry...!” His body was still tight around the cock embedded within him, though he gradually relaxed.

“Don't apologize for that,” Nick laughed, his voice low and rough. He tightened his grip on George's hips, his eyes still so hungry. “That was the sexiest thing I've ever seen in my life. George, you're amazing.”

George blew out a breath of relief, then laughed lightly. “I'm not sure I can keep riding you... I feel like jelly...”

“Then let me take over,” Nick said. With that low tone and commanding quality, George shivered and immediately gave in.

He eased himself up and off Nick, whimpering with how empty he felt now that he didn't have Nick inside of him. He resisted the urge to clench, reminding himself to stay relaxed as he rolled off Nick and rested on his back.

When Nick poised himself over George and between his legs, George lazily lifted his arms to wrap around his husband's shoulders. He couldn't describe how much he loved Nick in that moment as he resisted the urge to pull him in close. Instead, he spread his legs even further to invite Nick inside of him.

As Nick fed his length back inside, George whimpered and moaned, slowly arching up against Nick. “Mm...” With his release, everything was still so sensitive.

“Are you okay?” Nick asked, and the concern in his eyes made George glow.

“I'm fine. Keep going,” George encouraged as he wiggled his hips a little. Within moments, Nick easily slid all the way back inside, making George feel perfectly full once again.

Now their faces were scarce inches apart again as Nick settled into position. George hugged him close against him and bumped their heads together, not yet going for a kiss. “I love you, Nick,” he uttered. In that moment, it felt crucial to him to say the words.

“I love you, too,” Nick immediately responded as he pressed their heads even closer together while resuming his thrusts. There was still some hesitation in his movements, as though he was trying to hold back. His sharp expression easily showed how concentrated he was on the task.

“Let yourself go,” George encouraged as he rubbed his hands up and down Nick's back, even venturing down to that ass to grab a couple nice handfuls. “I can take it.”

Nick shuddered, relief crossing his handsome features. Without saying another word, Nick dove in for more kisses as he threw his hips into it.

George eagerly accepted the pounding, their sticky, sweaty bodies heaving and working together to bring Nick to a beautiful finish as well. George loved the power behind those hips and the rippling of Nick's muscular form. He wrapped his limbs around Nick and hung on, encouraging Nick by drowning him in grunts, whimpers, moans, and cries of his name...

When Nick came, George was stunned, admiring the scene unfolding before him. Nick's body arched sharply as his thrusts became sharper and more erratic. His eyes were squeezed shut, his cheeks so red and his bangs slick to his forehead because of sweat. His lips, full from arousal and the attention from George's own, were parted as sounds of pleasure rolled off his tongue.

“George!” he gasped, shaking George to the core.

He gripped Nick tighter, thrusting his own hips a few more times to help Nick milk the moment for all that it was worth.

When Nick collapsed down against him, it nearly knocked the wind out of him. He laughed and hugged Nick close, nuzzling hard against his head. Nick's body was trembling from pleasure, his breaths coming out as pants. It only made George adore him more. He kissed Nick's head, neck, and shoulders wherever and however he could as they basked together in the afterglow of their lovemaking.

“You're incredible,” Nick murmured after a minute or two had passed.

“You weren't so bad yourself,” George teased, then moaned as Nick shifted his hips and slid his spent cock from him. He dreaded the empty feeling still and it only made him hold on tighter.

Once Nick recovered, he raised his head and kissed George once more, making him tingle warmly all the way down to his toes. George shared this lazier, perfect kiss as they cooled down together.

Finally, they both hit that point where they simply couldn't keep up the kiss anymore. Nick rolled off George and rested alongside of him. George didn't hesitate to snuggle right into him, tucking in close.

“Wow, if that's what our sex is going to be like, I can't wait for our honeymoon,” George lovingly teased.

“Oh, you ain't seen nothing yet,” Nick said with a grin as he ran his hand down George's side. “We've been tame. You've unleashed the beast.”

George laughed, although he was naturally very intrigued. Now that they were truly together, there was going to be so much to learn about each other. It was a little daunting, but George was excited about what the future had in store for them.

“Who knows? Maybe you've unleashed the beast,” George added with a wink. “After all, I do a lot of reading and have lots of ideas...”

“Ohh, baby, you're getting me excited already!” Nick said with a shiver.

“Good, because we have a long night ahead of us,” George piped, his eyes sparkling.

It was only the first night of many now, and George couldn't be happier.