Chapter 29

“Here is your room. I’ll have your clothes laundered, if you’ll leave them outside the door but I believe we’ll have your wardrobes sorted out by morning,” Grigore said as he opened the door and Ran offered him a grateful smile as he passed him. Niall looked drained and fragile as he went to the fire. They were still damp but Ran had a feeling Niall’s shaking was due to shock.

“Thank you, I’m sure we have everything we need,” Ran said quietly and Grigore bowed his head as he backed out.

“If you think of anything, please let me know,” he said and Ran nodded as he shut the door behind him. He turned and Niall was practically twisting his fingers off as he fidgeted in front of the fire.

“We could both use a shower,” Ran observed awkwardly and Niall’s eyes became huge.

“Together?” He whispered as if it was completely unfathomable and Ran groaned.

“Oh, lad, we can do anything we want now and we don’t have to hide anymore. And we can finally to it together,” he added and a strangled sound caught in Niall’s throat. There was a soft tap at the door and Ran held up a finger as he turned. He opened it and Roman coughed discreetly as he leaned close.

“I was just passing and it occurred to me that your room might be lacking a few…sensible amenities,” he murmured and Ran was holding a bottle of lube and a strip of condoms when he looked down at his hand. “Have a good evening,” Roman said silkily as he stepped back and Ran tapped his brow in salute.

“I think we’re both a little disoriented and we have a lot to discuss but I appreciate your hospitality,” he said and Roman slid him a patronizing wink as he turned.

“I don’t think you’ll be doing a lot of talking tonight. I’ll see you in the morning, Ran,” he predicted as he left and Ran snorted to himself as he shut the door. Niall was stunned at the prospect of sharing a shower… He turned and grunted as Niall crashed into him and he was thrown into the door.

“I’m so, so sorry!” Niall gasped as his lips attacked Ran’s. He was crying and Ran could taste his tears as Niall pulled at his shoulders, neck and face urgently. “I didn’t mean for it to go that far. I didn’t want to do it the first time and it broke my heart to take that from you! I’m so sorry!” He sobbed and his tongue tangled with Ran’s frantically. Ran shushed him as he backed them away from the door, toward the bathroom.

“Stop! It wasn’t your fault. You were trying to keep me safe and I was a very demanding hostage,” he recalled and a weak laugh escaped Niall as his fingers worked at Ran’s tie.

“You were so difficult!” He complained then offered him a wobbly grin. Ran’s heart swelled and his chest felt too tight.

“I felt it, Niall. My body knew and I could feel it. I tried so hard to find you because I knew, I was home when I was with you and I had to find my way back,” he said and Niall nodded as he pecked at his lips then took a shuddering breath.

“That was my first time, well, except for when…” He shut his eyes as he shook his head and they were flooded and relieved when he opened them. “It was my first time,” he realized and there was another watery grin that made Ran’s knees weak. “It was perfect and you didn’t even try, you were just you,” he said and Ran hissed.

“I think it would have gone a bit differently if you would have let me use my hands, but sweet Mother Mary, you’re lucky you weren’t hurt,” he scolded and Niall bit into his lip sheepishly as he shrugged.

“I told you, I lived with you, it’s not like I’ve been gentle with myself over the years,” he muttered and Ran lost the feeling in his face as blood pooled in his groin and his brain stopped receiving oxygen.

“What?” He croaked.

“I got pretty desperate,” Niall admitted as he became intensely interested in Ran’s beard then snorted as he shook his head. “Abused myself like a damn sock puppet,” he grumbled and a startled laugh burst from Ran as he kissed him.

“Christ! You’re going to be the death of me!” He declared as he pulled Niall close and danced him into the bathroom. The shower was more than large enough for them to fit and he was going to kiss Roman in the morning.

“Can we…in here?” Niall panted as he pulled the halves of Ran’s shirt wide and spread his hands over his chest. “God, I fucking love touching you!” He whispered then kissed him wildly.

“We can…wherever. Shower… Sink… Floor… Bed…” Ran explained against Niall’s lips and juggled the condoms and lube as he shifted and stretched out of his coat and shirt obediently. Niall became impatient as he tugged and pushed at Ran’s clothes then stomped and kicked his pants away until they were both naked.

“Here,” Niall ordered as they bumped into the long marble counter and Ran groaned.

“I feel like this should be a little more tender, it’s our first time “officially”, but you’re making it really hot!” He complained as he dropped the lube in the sink and tore a condom from the strip. He raised it to his lips to rip it open and Niall’s hand closed around his.

“No,” he said and Ran froze. Niall pulled it from his fingers and flicked it away. “You’re the only person I’m ever going to be with and I know you’ve always been careful,” he stated and Ran nodded slowly. Niall’s eyes narrowed as he pushed the lube against his chest. “And I’m the last person you’ll be with,” he said and Ran sighed happily as he cradled his jaw.

“That’s all I’ve dreamed about for six years,” he swore. “Are you sure?” He asked as he searched Niall’s eyes. Ran wasn’t worried. He got tested just about every other time he was in Town and he was careful.

“Please. I just want to feel you. I need you,” Niall said and Ran whispered his name soothingly as he lifted him and set him on the sink.

“Tell me what you want,” he murmured as he licked at the corner of his mouth and he tasted so familiar. He tasted like heaven and he tasted like home.

“Touch me,” Niall sighed as his lips found Ran’s.

“I’m afraid I won’t be able to stop,” he admitted.

“Never stop.” It was a ragged plea and there was a hitch in Niall’s breath as Ran’s hand spread and hovered before it pressed against his chest. Goosebumps spilled down Niall’s shoulders as he shuddered and Ran’s eyes watered as he swallowed his gasp. Ran’s fingers traced the flat planes of his chest and his abs jumped as Niall moaned. He was still strong and Ran would always think he was beautiful but his emotional suffering made him taut and tight and Ran vowed to make him healthier. His fingers curled around Niall’s shaft and desire slammed into Ran as he felt the heavy heat of him in his hand. He knew exactly what he’d taste like but he was real now because he could touch Niall, not just the impossible fantasy he chased in his dreams. “Never stop,” Niall said. His breath huffed against Ran’s lips as he shifted restlessly.

“Never,” Ran said and swatted until he found the lube. He coated his fingers and his mouth watered as he recalled the sweet, clean taste of Niall as he traced the puckered skin around his hole. It flinched and Niall swore as his fingers twisted in Ran’s hair and he kissed him urgently.

“Please, Ran!” He cried.

“I’ll give you what you need, lad,” Ran crooned as he pushed two fingers into his gripping heat. Niall whimpered encouragingly as his hand locked around Ran’s wrist, guiding it so he would reach deeper and finger him faster. They found his prostate and Niall sobbed his name as Ran curled his fingers and ground hard. The tiny gland was already tight and Niall’s legs trembled as they wrapped around Ran and he tried to pull him closer. He was wild and loud as he rode Ran’s fingers and begged for more. Ran reveled in it and drove Niall wilder, desperate to share in his joy and pleasure after so many years of suffering his passion alone and in silence. Ran was shaking and his control was in tatters as he pulled his fingers from Niall and coated his cock generously. Niall was impatient and he was so tight, Ran prayed he’d last long enough to make it good for him. He set the head of his erection at Niall’s entrance and pushed into bliss. “Holy…fuuuuck,” Ran groaned as he slid all the way home. He shut his eyes, wallowing in the lush heat of Niall’s passage. He bucked his hips hard and there was a shocked yelp as cum shot from the head of Niall’s cock.

“Christ!” He hissed as he convulsed and Ran let go.

“Thank you,” he laughed as he captured Niall’s lips and filled his hands with the firm, round globes of his ass. Ran was ravenous and brutal as he drank Niall’s cries and filled him with hard, driving thrusts. It didn’t take very many and Ran would have been embarrassed but he was only made of mortal things and his heart was going to crush his ribs, the joy was just as intense as the pleasure. “I love you so much,” he said breathlessly before pressure and heat exploded and cum spilled from his shaft, deep in Niall’s core. Their souls intertwined and Ran could taste their tears as they kissed. Ran was reverent as he eased out of Niall and pulled him into the shower. His hands bathed every sacred inch of Niall’s body and he whispered words of love and forever as he worked up the courage to finally learn the truth about the wing-shaped scar. He pushed Niall into bed and worshiped him with his lips and tongue then fucked him hard and slow and spilled himself deep in his ass. “I thought I’d die before we finally got to do that together,” Ran said and his heart was so full of hope and relief as his arms closed around Niall and he held him tighter.