The next morning, Matthew headed to find Jeffrey, finding out that the younger man eloped back to his original town. The roads smooth and lined with large stones, which were perfectly shaped to fit together. Quite a beautiful township, the peasants mostly farmers and servants for the Nero family. Luckily enough, Jeffrey’s relatives were all out of town, on their annual summer vacation. Not that Matthew really cared. He had missed the young man so badly that it actually hurt. If he had to go through the entire family, he would.
The brunette sat in the carriage, catching scenic glances out of the window every so often. Cows, sheep, animals of that sort. Lush grass and beautiful foliage, thick trees surrounding a large Bastille. The horses neighed at the closed gate, continuing their trek as two servants parted the iron gates to allow the stagecoach through. Bright sunlight filtered through the open window, warm gusts of air seeping into the carriage.
Matthew wasn’t in his usual attire, dressed of light khaki-colored pants, which were baggy and puddled at his sandal-covered feet. He wore a tight, beige, button-down overshirt, the short-sleeves snug on his muscled biceps. He decided to leave it open, since it was such a hot day, and well...it looked unbelievably sexy fluttering in the breeze. His curls were tied back into a loose ponytail, a faintly-brown piece of ribbon holding his hair back from his handsome face. His dark chocolate gaze looked of uncertainty and deep longing, his eyes slightly pink from lack of sleep. For the first time in his life, he was worried. Worried that he might have thrown his first, real relationship down the drain. Fuck. All this for caring for someone? No wonder he had vowed never to fall in love.
As the horses came to a slow halt, a young, female servant came around to open the door, bowing as Matthew stepped out of the stagecoach. The brunette smiled, peering up at the spacious residence and strolling up to the huge wooden doors. Raising his fist to knock, the doors swung open easily, revealing a gorgeously decorated Bastille. Brightly colored, reds, greens, blues, and definitive oranges and yellows. Expensive Persian rugs lined the hardwood floors, their Asian design immensely intricate. Rooms were everywhere, spacious and open to the eye. Matthew lifted an eyebrow, leaning down to softly whisper into a peasant’s ear, his dark eyes serious and determined.
“Where shall I find Monsieur Jeffrey Nero’s quarters?”, Matthew murmured nervously, a bit suspicious at the unusual surroundings. The servant smiled, pointing down the hallway to a set of blue double-doors, the French design striking in comparison to the rest of the house. The brunette smiled lightly, strolling down the hallway to peek through the tiny glass windows, the large room suddenly revealed.
Jeffrey lay on his bed, blankly staring up at the colorful ceiling. The swirls and lines captured his thoughts, his emerald gaze teary and forlorn. His arms were tucked beneath his head, idly twirling a few strands of deep ruby, light pink, and dark magenta. His chest rose and fell with each deep breath, the tanned skin of his chest smooth and soft. Glinting against the sunlight, his naval piercing sparkled dimly, contracting at each inward breath.
He wore nothing, his cock nestled between his thighs. The maze of hair rested at the base of his cock was freshly dyed an assortment of colors, an innocently intriguing rainbow of the spectrum. His left knee was slightly bent so that his feet rested on the silk linen, his toes occasionally tangling in the blankets. His right leg lifelessly lay against the sheets, the beautiful muscles of his thighs relaxed.
He really didn’t know what to think. To be quite honest. He suffered from being rejected, hurt...name it, he felt it. When he ran off last night, he thought only of Matthew and the look in his eyes. He had never seen anything so sincere in his life, and it made him wonder if the brunette had someone else. Maybe a boyfriend, or even a special lover. Jeffrey sighed. Who was he to change someone? As much as he came to realize that he was in love with Matthew, perhaps it was a bit too late.
Rolling his head over on the pillowcase, his gaze instantly met the brunette’s, a small gasp caught in the back of his throat. Jeffrey’s heart beat rapidly, his top row of teeth snagging his bottom lip and gently chewing it. Surely he was hallucinating. Matthew couldn’t know where he lived, he had never told him. A smile crept onto Jeffrey’s face. Perhaps the brunette wasn’t an illusion. Or at least that’s what he told himself.
Matthew carefully opened the doors, closing and locking them behind him. He wasn’t leaving here until Jeffrey forgave him, or at least planned on returning with him. Raising up onto his hands, he crawled up the younger man‘s body, smirking as he stared down into Jeffrey‘s jade gaze.
“I apologize for last night..”, Matthew spoke sincerely, “But I came for you, and I'm not leaving until I have you...”, the brunette gasped softly as Jeffrey reached up to touch his fingertips against the side of his cheek.
"Is that so?", Jeffrey blushed softly, playfully arching an eyebrow as he teasingly ghosted his lips against Matthew's, his tongue licking along the outer edge of the brunette's lower lip. Leaning down to nuzzle his mouth against the younger man’s, Matthew kissed him deeply, their mouths heatedly crushed together.
The brunette moaned against Jeffrey’s lips, tasting the mango sweetness of his mouth. Their tongues tangled, seeking out the heat of each other’s passion. Their bodies flawlessly intertwined, both men breathless by the time they pulled away. Matthew breathed softly, watching as Jeffrey’s fingers slipped between their bodies to fondle himself, the younger man‘s cock rubbing against his own.
Those same fingertips loosened the ties holding Matthew’s pants to his waist, and removed the shirt the brunette was wearing. Slipping them both off his body and tossing them to the carpet, Jeffrey smiled against Matthew’s lips, gently pushing the brunette back to rest on the bed. Stealing a soft kiss from the older man’s lips, Jeffrey’s mouth snaked down to suck and bite at the nipples he’d been dreaming of kissing. His breath, warm and sweet against Matthew’s skin, gently blew against the tender flesh, his lips parted as they nibbled at the hardened buds. He could feel the brunette trembling against him, and he trembled as well, hoping to please the older man.
His wet tongue trailed down the dark strip of hair leading down to Matthew’s cock, his teeth scraping against the tiny wisps before planting butterfly kisses at the brunette’s abdomen. His tongue swirled in the obtrusive curves of Matthew’s hips, lapping at the soft skin and tenderly gnawing at the bone with his teeth. He watched in fascination as the older man’s stomach contracted with each slight movement, his skin flushed and supple. Jeffrey wrapped his fingers around Matthew’s shaft, slowly slipping his warm hand up and down the velvety skin of his cock.
His tongue continued its trek, obscenely twirling in the small patch of curls nestled at the base of the brunette’s erection. He wanted to taste all of Matthew, to feel his skin against his tongue and the brunette’s cock in his mouth. His fist continued to pump up and down Matthew’s dick, which was unbelievably thick and lengthy. He was nervous for a moment until he heard a moan tear from the older man’s lips, signaling his building desire.
Letting his mouth linger on the responsive area of the brunette’s inner thighs, his tongue jabbed at the clenching muscles, his teeth sinking into the meat. Giggling, Jeffrey rose up to rest his upturned nose in Matthew’s sack, becoming dizzy from his fragrant scent. There really were no words to describe how he smelled, it was the most pleasurable aroma he could ever imagine. It was then at this moment that he knew he loved Matthew. Everything about him. The good, the bad, just...him.
Matthew gasped. The time Jeffrey took to become familiar with his body stunned him. He was so knowing, so amazing. The sight that Jeffrey made against his body was simply incredible. Vibrant strands of his colorful locks were splayed out against his groin and lower abdomen, the silken tresses smoothly brushing against his skin. His eyelids fluttered shut as he felt the younger man’s tongue swirling at his cockhead, collecting a few beads of his pre-cum before raising to take his entire length.
He nearly died as he felt the heat of the younger man’s mouth slide over his cock, gradually swallowing his entire cock. He’d never felt anything so passionate in all his life, his teeth worrying at his lower lip as Jeffrey’s tongue slipped up and down the underside of his shaft. Reaching down to grab a healthy handful of the younger man’s hair, he lightly guided Jeffrey up and down his throbbing cock. His head rolled back and forth on the blankets, his midnight-colored curls spilling out of the ponytail and lying against the sheets. He was gone. So far deep within his pleasure that he wasn’t even sure he was conscious anymore.
Pink and red strands fell over Jeffrey’s lusty gaze, his jaws actually unhinged to take all of Matthew’s sizable cock. Well, almost. How he managed to deep-throat the entire length was beyond him. He moaned against the brunette, his clefted chin buried against Matthew’s heavy balls, the hair soft against his face. He slowly bobbed his head onto the older man’s cock, his head buried between the brunette’s slick thighs. He could feel Matthew’s fingers tangled amidst his hair, caressing his head as his mouth worked on the brunette’s cock.
Occasionally, he would lightly drag his teeth over the older man’s rigid shaft, the groans and whimpers escaping from Matthew’s mouth fueling his deep yearning. His throat suckled at the brunette’s cock before rising the tip, his tongue wrapped around the older man’s cockhead. The taste of Matthew’s essence was indescribable, a distinct blend of pure sweetness and masculinity. His eyelids flickered open to rest on the brunette, moaning as the older man sat up to take him in his arms.
Kissing passionately, Matthew eagerly tasted himself on Jeffrey’s tongue. He held the trembling body of the younger man close to his chest, his hands straying down to wetly slip into the small of Jeffrey’s back. Pulling the younger man closer, the brunette’s head swum as he reveled in their desire, his mouth direly pressed to Jeffrey’s. Matthew dizzily pulled away, licking at the younger man’s lips as he gently lied him back against the pillows. Resting on his elbows, the brunette nestled himself between Jeffrey’s legs, softly kissing at the delicate skin of his neck.
He shuddered as he felt the younger man wrap his arms around his neck, reaching down to brush his full lips against Jeffrey’s. He made his way down Jeffrey’s body, his fingertips dragging against the slick perspiration forming on the younger man’s skin. Damp curls fell over his face as he dipped down to suck at Jeffrey’s balls, taking each into the heat of his mouth and gently tugging them with his teeth. Jeffrey’s scent was perfect, spicy and sweet all at the same time.
Matthew’s aching cock pulsed between his legs, smirking as he parted his lips to attach to the younger man’s cock. He teasingly licked at the pearly beads of pre-cum, growling softly as he completely sunk his mouth down onto Jeffrey’s cock. Quickly rising to the tip, his tongue slid against the smooth skin of the younger man’s inner thighs, nibbling and sucking at the veins within the skin. He wanted to bring Jeffrey as much pleasure as he had given him. Besides, pleasure was his middle name.
Jeffrey groaned as he felt the warm heat of Matthew’s tongue tracing the puckered perimeter of his entrance, his head falling back against the pillows at the relentless teasing. His cock was achingly hard, lewdly pointing up towards his navel and dripping with his arousal. Clenching the sheets tight in his hands, he felt the brunette’s palms gently spreading the delicious globes of his backside.
His pretty emerald eyes fluttered shut as Matthew’s tongue slipped inside of his ass, gently stretching his opening. The feeling was irresistible, his body shuddering as his toned arms stretched out above his head, clutching the pillows. His body was afire for the brunette, so weak and faint against his skilled touch. He melted at the gentleness of Matthew’s tongue, the slight discomfort quickly replaced by intense pleasure.
The older man’s fingers assuringly squeezed at the Jeffrey’s hips before slinging the younger man’s legs over his broad shoulders. His tongue jabbed at Jeffrey’s prostate, his mouth tenderly pressed to the young man’s ass. Moving his hands under Jeffrey’s body, he turned up his palms, gently gripping the luscious halves in his hands. Affectionately pulling the younger man closer to his mouth, Matthew closed his eyes, intently focused on pleasing Jeffrey. He had never been so giving in all of his life, but something about the younger man made him want to sacrifice everything. Even his heart.
Jeffrey breathed deeply as he felt the brunette’s tongue slipping from his ass, his insides slick with older man’s saliva. His brain tingled with erotic thoughts, his lust-filled eyes heavy-lidded and needy. He trembled as Matthew positioned himself between his spread legs, his hips slightly raised off the bed. Numerous thoughts floated through his head, his entire body shaking with expectation. He knew it would hurt, but suddenly he didn’t care. He only wanted Matthew, that he was sure of.
The brunette’s tender fingertips held Jeffrey’s waist as the other hand gently stroked his slick cock, which was still glistening with the younger man’s saliva. His gaze locked into Jeffrey’s, chocolate and jade melting in a heated rush. Not breaking their lingering eye contact, Matthew rubbed his cockhead at the younger man’s awaiting entrance, his pre-cum smeared against Jeffrey’s ass. The younger man leaned forward to press his mouth to the brunette’s, moaning against his parted lips as Matthew eased into his ass.
The older man shuddered, closing his eyes as he choked out a soft gasp. He felt Jeffrey’s lips quivering against his, sharply inhaling as he completely sunk into the younger man’s slick tightness. Their sweaty foreheads rested against one another’s, tears welling up in Jeffrey’s eyes as his legs squeezed at the brunette’s waist. Droplets of moisture rolled from Matthew’s temple onto Jeffrey’s, his lips softly kissing away the younger man’s tears. Being inside of Jeffrey was like nothing he had ever experienced. His heart raced, his body trembled, his mind swam with unbridled feelings. What they shared was so intimate, so intensely special. Capturing the younger man’s lips with his own, he waited until Jeffrey began to move against him before rocking in and out of his body.
Jeffrey bit at Matthew’s lower lip, his fingers slipping up and down the slickened skin of the older man’s hips, gasping as he began to move his body with the brunette’s. The pain was incomparable, the feeling of Matthew’s thick cock stretching his walls utterly overwhelming. Soon enough, the uncomfortable feeling began to fade away, instantly replaced by immaculate pleasure. He moaned at Matthew’s ear, working his hips down against the brunette’s cock.
Biting gently at the brunette’s earlobe, his lips pressed sloppily to the older man’s shoulder, nipping at the curved bone as he lost himself in his emotions. He shamelessly whispered out Matthew’s name as the brunette plunged into his ass, his skilled thrusts grazing against his prostate with each push. His free hand was tangled into the brunette’s moist curls, lightly tugging at his hair as their mouths desirably meshed together. Their hearts beat in perfect chord, their lusty murmurs ringing out in the afternoon silence of the room. The linen stuck to their bodies, a calm breeze blowing through the open balcony and cooling their scorching joining. The sheer, white curtains fluttered in the wind, the sound of their soft moans echoing out into the air.
Matthew rolled over underneath Jeffrey, his hands busy roaming the younger man’s body as he sat up to take him into his arms. His hips jerked up against Jeffrey’s, his cock rammed deep inside of the younger man’s ass. Their lips tenderly smacked together, the brunette’s fingers slipping down to grip the younger man’s backside in his hands. Grasping tight to the firm globes of Jeffrey’s ass, Matthew moaned against his lips, his wet curls shadowing their faces as they kissed. His biceps flexed as he held the younger man in his arms, their trembling bodies coupled quite ideally. The brunette guided Jeffrey’s entrance onto his cock, his nails digging into the plump curves of the younger man‘s ass.
Jeffrey shuddered against Matthew’s body, reaching up to clench the dripping wisps of the brunette’s hair in his loose fist, the other hand attached to the older man’s hips. He leaned down to breathe into Matthew’s mouth, their kisses desperately wanton. Bouncing up and down the brunette’s lap, he felt himself spiraling towards release, clinging hopelessly to Matthew’s body. His left hand remained tangled amidst the wildly-twisted locks of the brunette’s hair, the other slipping down between their bodies to stroke his own cock.
He ached for Matthew to spill deep into his ass and fill him with his release. The sensation of the older man’s cock expertly stabbing at his pulsating prostate quickly took him over the edge, his mouth slightly gaping as he came. His back arched violently, gorgeous locks of deep pink and magenta spilling down against his body as he release spurted from his cock. Thick jets of his seed stained the brunette’s chest, dripping down his body in gooey streams.
Matthew gasped as Jeffrey’s tightly-clenched tunnel milked and manipulated his cock, the inner muscles completely squeezing the orgasm from his body. Thrusting sharply into the younger man’s ass, he came with a ragged moan, spilling deep into Jeffrey’s tightness. His hands held the younger man tight in his lap, shaking as he released spurt after spurt of his boiling tribute. His arms hugged tight to Jeffrey’s waist, his chest heaving as the younger man's arms enclosed around his neck, pulling him close.
“Mmm...Matthew, I--”, Jeffrey parted his lips to speak, but the brunette interrupted by softly touching his lips to the younger man’s.
“I love you..”, Matthew breathed softly, his sincere gaze flickering open to stare deep into younger man’s eyes. He truly meant it. Sad as it was. Trembling, the brunette nuzzled his nose against Jeffrey’s, reveling in his emotions.
Tears spilling from his emerald eyes, his adoration was clearly present. He could tell Matthew really did love him, and for some reason it made him shiver, sighing as he snuggled within the brunette’s warmth.
“As I love you..”, Jeffrey whispered against Matthew’s lips, lightly running his fingertips through the older man’s hair, before sealing his mouth against the brunette’s in a searing kiss. Matthew buried his upturned nose against Jeffrey’s perfumed hair, closing his eyes with a soft sigh. What was he going to tell Christopher now? That he cares for Jeffrey?
The blonde would never accept that. Besides, Jericho was his now. Matthew smirked. Tomorrow he would fuck the blonde through the mattress. But tonight, he would have to continue his charade with Jeffrey. As he said before, love wasn’t for men like him. Maybe he was lying to himself. He did feel things for Jeffrey that he had never felt before, and he loved him dearly. But why have one man when you could have two? Or three. Hell, or four. Eh, what about five?
Jeffrey cuddled close the brunette, his breathing slowing to normal. His trust was forever instilled within Matthew, to the point where he abandoned his own religious faith to give his entire body and soul to the older man. He loved Matthew. Now they could be together. A faint smile crossed the younger man’s face as he lost himself to sleep. And his heart to a devil..