A Father's Emotions

XIII

His enchanted eyes follow the guy who had easily stolen his heart as he laughs, talking with one of the bartenders and passing them what they needed.

'There you are, babe, I was just about to send Elizar after you,' Salix teases, winding an arm around Death's waist as Death presses a kiss to his forehead.

'Worried?' Death whispers.

Salix sorts the collar of Death's shirt with his spare hand before pressing a kiss to his cheek. 'No. I trust you.'

'Good.' Death's eyes flick around the bar. 'I've got something else planned if that's okay.'

'And that is?' Salix watches the slight flush of Death's cheeks and smirks. 'Alright.'

He watches as Salix looks around the room in awe. 'This is amazing,' Salix whispers. 'And I love that ensuite.'

Death smiles at Salix who has pressed himself against the glass wall of the ensuite to look at it. He stands behind Salix, putting his hands on the glass either side of him. 'Like it?' Death mumbles, pressing a kiss to Salix's neck.

His body moulds to Death's almost immediately. 'I love it.' he turns around, back pressing the glass and Death pressing his front. His eyes search Death's and his smile grows. 'Like I love you.'

Almost in sync, they press their lips together, tugging at clothing to remove them haphazardly. They almost stumble to the nearby bed, Death pinning Salix to the bed with his body barely touching the younger male's as his hand grips at Salix's bare hip.

His lips move down, his grip tightening slightly as he gets to Salix's abdominal muscles and a groan of pleasure escapes Salix's lips as Death kisses his other hip. A moan rips out of Salix's mouth as soon as Death's lips wrap around his c**k with the firm grip on his hip keeping him in place.

When Salix moves slightly, Death pulls away as he goes back to pressing kisses to Salix's abdominal muscles and his chest. His heart falters as Death's eyes flick up briefly to look at his and he spots the uncertainty in Death's eyes. Salix realises that Death pulled away because he got overwhelmed and was getting himself accustomed to the feeling making Salix's heart melt like his body into the mattress. Salix holds Death's jaw in his hands as their faces become parallel and their eyes meet.

'It's okay to be nervous,' Salix whispers.

'I'm not nervous,' Death replies quietly.

'Why are you shaking?'

'Because I don't want to rush so I'm holding myself back.'

'What if I don't want you to?'

'I haven't had s*x in twenty-two years, I'm not going to rush this or us as you're worth so much more than that.'

Salix groans, tipping his head back slightly as Death grinds his hips down slightly. 'Why are you still talking?'

'Because you asked me a question.' Salix gives Death a blank look. 'What? You did.'

'I know I did, just shut up.' Death chuckles before reaching for the bedside table. 'What are you doing?'

'Look who's talking now.'

'Shut up.'

Death chuckles, moving so he can apply the lubricant to himself. 'Did you clean up?'

'Would I have agreed so easily if I hadn't?'

Death runs his hand along Salix's thigh before gripping Salix's d**k. 'Excuse me?'

'How do you even know about this?'

'I have my sources.'

'Who?' Salix groans as Death's fingers enter and stretch him slowly, leaving him a writhing mess on the mattress.

'It doesn't matter as this is about us,' Death whispers against Salix's neck, continuing to stretch Salix in preparation.

Salix moans in response, grinding against Death's fingers.

'Are you sure you want this?' Death asks quietly.

Salix tugs some of Death's hair making the male sending him to heaven look at him. 'I need you and I swear if you back out now then you've got hell coming your way,' Salix hisses quietly as he grinds against Death's fingers again.

'I'm taking that as a yes.'

'You f*****g better.'

Death chuckles as he swaps his fingers for his d**k and they both groan. 'Shit.' he presses kisses to Salix's neck as Salix's nails drag down his back. 'You feel so good.'

'Just shut up.'

Death grunts quietly as Salix wraps his legs around his waist, allowing him to go deeper. The boundaries between their joined bodies hard to distinguish under the dim ceiling border lights as sweat causes a shine.

A whimper escapes Salix's lips as Death holds onto his hip and a hickey forms on his neck as Death bites the skin. Salix tangles his hand in Death's hair, keeping Death by his neck as he presses kisses and thrusts at the same time. Death pulls away enough to look at Salix's flushed face and slightly open-mouthed expression. 'You look so edible right now,' Death whispers, his voice thick with lust. Salix whimpers again as Death moves Salix's legs from his waist and swaps them over so Salix kneels over him. 's**t. You have no idea what you do to me, love.'

'I have an idea,' Salix mumbles, adjusting how he's sat slightly and moaning when Death strokes his d**k. Almost immediately, Salix becomes undone, the white substance covering Death's hand and chest as Salix moans.

Death sits up, swallowing the next moans with his mouth, their tongues briefly entwining while Salix swears he sees stars. 'I love you.' Salix whimpers, pressing closer to Death and hiding his face in his hair as Death slowly thrusts into him still, caressing his body with his other hand. 'More than you know.'

'I love you too,' Salix barely whispers before Death falls apart also.

They lay entangled on the sheets, whispering sweet nothings to each other until Salix falls asleep.

Slowly, Death rises from the bed, enters the bathroom and cleans himself up, all while keeping an eye on a sated, sleeping Salix. He smiles and wets another cloth before cleaning Salix also, throwing the cloths into his laundry chute and rejoining Salix in the bed. A quiet sigh leaves Salix's lips as Death wraps him up in his arms and his head rests on Death's chest automatically making Death smile even more as he runs his hands through his lover's hair.