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Chapter Eight
Show Me
“D’you think it’ll rain the rest of the weekend?” Dorian asked as he sat down in a chair before the fire.
“Don’t know,” Klaus replied dismissively from the chair beside him. “I hadn’t planned on staying this long.”
Dorian let his head fall onto the back of the chair. “Mmmmmm. It’s nice and cozy in here.”
Klaus gave him a sideways glance, rolling his eyes. “Thank you for lunch,” he said suddenly. “That chef you threw over taught you well.”
Dorian grinned, nodding his head to accept the compliment. “Thank you.”
“How many…?” Klaus broke off when he realized the indelicate nature of the question he was about to ask. It was difficult enough for him to ask questions rather than demand answers.
“Not as many as you’d think,” Dorian replied knowingly. “I like to flirt, incase you hadn’t noticed. But I’m very particular of who I allow in my bed.”
“I’m glad.”
Dorian’s eyes widened. “Are you?”
Klaus turned a piercing look in his direction. “Yes. I always wondered if you were as particular about your…conquests as you were about your art.”
“Klaus, I do not see you as a conquest.”
“Why?”
“Because…” Dorian blinked and a hand went to his mouth as he suddenly realized what Klaus was saying. “Klaus, are you...” Thinking of yourself as one of my lovers already? “God, how do I say this so it doesn’t sound cliché?”
Klaus’s eyes flickered and a small smile came to his face. “Show me.”
“Oh, would that I could.”
“We have all weekend.”
Dorian met his gaze levelly and then got to his feet, wordlessly leading the way back upstairs.
* * *
“I don’t understand how I’m not hurting you,” Klaus said as his finger tentatively probed the inside of the Earl’s body.
Dorian had decided a reversal might be called for, allowing Klaus to “feel” what was happening to his partner. Rather than lying on his stomach, Dorian was on his back, he legs spread wide. He was breathing heavily, clearly aroused by the experience. He wanted to tell Klaus that no matter what he did to him, he would find it pleasurable. Barring the attempted rape the day before, that is.
“Oh, God, that feels wonderful,” Dorian moaned as the finger wriggled inside him.
Klaus was trying to find the “knot” Dorian had told him to search for, but was having some difficulty, not that the Earl seemed to mind. Then he touched what seemed to be a knot and Dorian let out a sharp cry, his back arching in response. “That’s it!”
Obviously, Klaus thought. He slipped in a second finger and watched in some fascination as the Earl writhed in response, moaning loudly with pleasure. He didn’t know about Dorian, but he was finding this quite stimulating. Then he slipped in a third finger, slowly stretching the opening as he had been instructed in order to accommodate his…well, Klaus didn’t want to think about that too much, yet.
“Klaus, now, please, now!” Dorian gasped out suddenly.
For a moment, Klaus froze. He knew what this meant, but wasn’t sure if he could go through with it. Come on, you’ve faced down the KGB, for Christ’s sake. He made sure he had a generous amount of lubricant on himself, drew a deep breath, and rose up onto his knees, pressing the head of his cock against Dorian’s hot inviting opening.
“Yes,” Dorian moaned, his hands trembling as they reached out to catch hold of Klaus’s shoulders to steady him. “Slowly,” he said as the steady pressure increased. “Very….Aaagh!” He threw his head back as Klaus entered his body with slow, tentative thrusts. With each thrust, Klaus moved deeper into the other man, feeling the heat of his body in a way he never expected. When he was close to burying the full length of his sizeable member into Dorian’s body, he asked, “Am I hurting you?” I must be hurting you!
“Oh, it hurts so good!” Dorian gasped out, his fingers digging into Klaus’s shoulders. “You’re so…so… Oh, God!” He practically screamed when Klaus gave a final thrust, burying his full length into the other man’s body.
Klaus stopped when he felt the spasms of the Earl’s body. He listened to the other man’s ragged breathing, watched his body writhing, and wondered if he were tearing him apart as he said he would the day before. He was keenly aware of the fact that he was more well-endowed than most. It was one of those memories from childhood that was burned into his memory. The Earl’s reaction upon seeing his cock for the first time only verified this. If Eroica thought his was “magnificent,” then he must be a freak.
Dorian was somewhat amazed that his inexperienced lover would know to stop when he did. He didn’t even have to lock his legs around him to hold him into place. He was quite beyond the ability to give guidance at the moment, overwhelmed by the feeling of having the man’s enormity completely inside him. I didn’t plan on this! Dear God, the man’s a natural. Why was he fighting for so long? Just as the spasms subsided, Klaus started moving again, slowly, tentatively, in fact, gently. Gently! My God, the man can be so gentle when he wants to be! I think I love him all the more.
“Th…that’s…good,” Dorian managed between gasps. “Nnnice and…and…sssllooo.” He arched his back as Klaus finally managed to strike his prostate properly, sending a shock wave through his whole body. “Yes! There, aim there!”
Klaus frowned but did as he was instructed, watching in fascination as Dorian started to move his hips, matching his tentative thrusts. He was having difficulty restraining himself, wanting to move faster, but knew if he did so it would injure the other man.
“Faster!”
Klaus paused. “Are you sure?”
“Yes! Oh, Klaus, please.”
Klaus started to move faster, then he started to increase the length of his strokes, drawing back just a tiny bit more each time. He soon discovered that this was enough to drive Dorian completely mad, so he continued until he was almost fully withdrawn from the man’s body before he thrust back in, aiming for the point he was told to and causing the Earl to buck wildly and scream for more.
“Klaus, I’m… I’m…” Dorian’s fingers tightened on Klaus’s shoulders and he threw his hips up as he climaxed, giving a loud cry of delight. He wrapped his legs around the other man’s body, holding him tight against him as he was completely overwhelmed by his orgasm. “Oh, God, you’re wonderful!” he screamed.
The sensation this produced around the cock that was still buried deep inside him was enough to pull Klaus over the brink, and he caught his breath as he came with an intensity he had never experienced before. He leaned forward more, putting his weight on his hands and just let himself get lost in the explosion of sensations their shared orgasm produced.
The pair remained locked like this until Klaus became soft enough to feel he could safely extract himself from Dorian’s body. Then he flopped down on the bed beside him, completely spent.
Dorian reached beside him, grabbing a towel he had placed there earlier and cleaning off his stomach. He rolled onto his side, cleaning his lover’s penis before carelessly tossing the towel onto the floor. Then he flopped an arm over Klaus’s chest. Now you can consider yourself a conquest, he thought happily as he kissed the man’s cheek. “Well? Was it as horrible as you thought?” he asked gently.
“Nein. It was…” Klaus paused. “I don’t know in English.”
“How about mind-blowing?”
Klaus turned, giving him a steady look before agreeing. “That’ll do.” Then he asked seriously, “Did I hurt you?”
“Oh, Klaus…”
“I know I’m not…normal,” he said hesitantly.
“Oh, I can attest to that,” Dorian said with a sigh. He saw what might be an injured look flash across the other man’s face and his eyes widened. “Good God, Klaus, please tell me that isn’t what’s been holding you back all these years.”
Klaus felt his face flush. “’S only…part of it.”
“Oh, thank God. If it was only—” Dorian broke off, his voice dropping in pitch. “What’s the other part?”
“That’s what I’m trying to find out.”
“I see.” Dorian laid his head on the other man’s chest and listened to the steady beating of his heart. “I’m glad you allowed me this opportunity to show you.”
Klaus shifted to put his arm around Dorian and hold him close. This was not supposed to happen. He was supposed to be getting rid of the Earl, not inviting him into his bed. I am going mad.
* * *
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