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Luke didn’t want to stay in his apartment after servicing Bryan. He shouldn’t have been offended, but memories of Christopher bossing him around had made him pissed off when Bryan had demanded he go to his knees. Fuck, he loved giving and receiving blow jobs, but not when the other person made demands. As the day grew late, Luke knew he needed to head back to the apartment and Bryan, but he didn’t know if he could deal with the situation. He wasn’t really mad, just hurt.
He stumbled into his apartment a little after five. What he didn’t expect was for Bryan to come rushing over and wrap his arms around Luke and hug him tightly.
“Oh, God, babe, I was so worried. You didn’t take your phone and when I came out for lunch you were gone. I went down to look for you but I—” Bryan sobbed, his body shaking against Luke’s.
“Shhh, it’s okay. I’m okay.”
“I’m sorry. I don’t know what I said to upset you but I’m sorry.”
Luke closed his eyes as tears leaked from them. Never before had he been greeted like this. Bryan had been worried about him. This wasn’t an act—this was real. Luke stepped back, pushing Bryan to arm’s length. His heart felt as if it had taken up all the room in his chest, forcing the air from his lungs. He wanted to say so much, but the words wouldn’t come so he pulled Bryan back to him, nestling his face in Bryan’s neck and crying along with his boyfriend. Another first he’d never experienced.
After a few minutes they both stopped their sobbing and separated, staring at each other tentatively. The emotions had overwhelmed Luke and it seemed that Bryan felt the same way. They held hands, staring at each other, but neither spoke. Finally, Luke knew he had to tell Bryan what he’d done. His gut twisted and his body went hot, but he had to say something.
“That night in Silver Lace, when we met, I was on the floor giving head because I owed the guy. He got me the part in the movie, the one that starts shooting in three months, and I said I would blow him for the opportunity. I didn’t know how much it would take from me, how much of my soul that act would steal, but today, when you demanded I suck you, I felt dirty, like I did with him.” Luke stopped talking, horrified that he’d told Bryan about his arrangement with Christopher.
Bryan didn’t gasp, didn’t shake his head and he didn’t run. He knew Luke’s ugliest secret. When Bryan stepped forward, Luke half expected him to throw a punch, or slap the snot out of him. Instead, Bryan cradled him in his arms, brushing featherlight kisses over his face and lips, murmuring consolingly.
“Babe, I’m sorry he made you feel the need to do that. He took advantage of you and I’m so sorry if that’s what it sounded like I was doing earlier.”
Luke started to speak but Bryan placed his fingers on Luke’s lips, stopping him from talking.
“Honey, I care about you. I want you, and not because I can go bragging to my friends about who I forced to do me. I want you because you’ve been nice to me. You care about me and I care about you. I see it in your gaze, when you look at me and you think I haven’t noticed. You care, and that makes me want you even more.”
Luke chewed on his lip. His heart thudded and all the self-doubt he’d had over Bryan liking him melted away. He pulled Bryan into a rough kiss, spinning around and plastering him against the elevator doors. Before Bryan could say anything, Luke had Bryan’s pants undone and pushed out of the way. He dropped to his knees and sucked Bryan into his mouth. Bryan squeezed his shoulders then grabbed his head, gently cupping his ears.
It didn’t take long for Bryan to come and Luke gladly swallowed down Bryan’s offering, loving the taste of his man. When Bryan stopped shaking, Luke pulled him down and stripped off the rest of Bryan’s clothes.
“Shouldn’t we go to the bedroom?” Bryan asked.
“No, right here. That way when I come home I’ll always think of you here on your knees, taking it in the end.”
Bryan moaned and flipped to his hands and knees, thrusting his ass up in the air, inviting Luke in. Luke ran to the bathroom to grab a condom and some lube, telling Bryan to stay put. When he rushed back in he stopped, gasping at the sight of Bryan ready for him, his cock almost hard again as he wiggled his ass.
“Fuck, you are beautiful. I want you so much.”
Bryan’s back dipped as he lifted his head, moaning as his gaze connected with Luke’s.
Luke hurriedly rolled on the condom and sank to his knees behind his lover. He tested Bryan’s opening, sliding one finger into his channel. The guy would be ready soon, and Luke couldn’t wait. “Relax, babe.”