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Chapter Nine
Rainy Days And Sundays
When morning came, Dorian awoke to find Klaus silently watching him. “Y’know,” he said happily, “a few days ago, I’d’ve freaked out to find you watching me like that.”
“I think I already did,” Klaus replied, recalling his panic when he awoke to find himself tied to bed.
The contemplative expression on his face made Dorian frown. “You’re worried about something,” he said astutely, bringing a surprised look to the other man’s face. “Klaus, I won’t embarrass you, if that’s what you’re worried about. I’m not going to go back to Bonn, stand on the tallest building, and scream that I bedded Iron Klaus.”
Klaus gave him a small smile but did not reply.
“My darling Major, I love you,” Dorian went on. “And as vain as I am, I’m not foolish enough to hope that you love me back. You love your job and your country before anything else.”
“Dorian…”
Dorian held up a hand. “This little experiment of yours is our secret, Klaus. A lover’s secret.” He gave a dazzling smile at the expression that came to the officer’s face at the word lover. “I don’t kiss and tell,” Dorian said, giving the man a quick kiss before slipping out of bed.
“That’s good to know,” Klaus replied playfully. “Otherwise, I’d have to shoot you.”
Dorian turned back with an enormous grin on his face. “Why, Klaus, I’ve already had one big gun—” He had to duck as a pillow was thrown at him.
Klaus lay looking at the ceiling and tried to come to terms with what he was doing. Why he was doing it. He had reached no conclusions when the Earl slipped back into bed and snuggled up against him, only to pull back. “You don’t mind, do you?”
“No. Feels good.”
Dorian heaved a sigh of relief, running a hand over the other man’s bare chest, causing him to breath deeply again. He wondered if he had gone too far when his wrist was suddenly held in an iron grip.
“Wait.”
Dorian frowned as the other man slipped out of bed. Then he smiled to himself when he heard the toilet flush. A moment later, Klaus was slipping into bed beside him, pulling up the blankets. “Shit, it’s cold.”
“The fire must’ve gone out.”
Klaus gave the Earl a small smile before running a hand over his chest, then behind his back to pull him close. “Not here.”
“Oh, you are getting adventurous,” Dorian purred, giving him a kiss.
“You feel…nice,” Klaus sighed. “Your skin is so…flawless.”
Dorian’s eyes widened. He never expected to hear that coming from Iron Klaus. “Just enjoy,” he whispered. “It isn’t always about sex. Sometimes, it’s just touch.”
Klaus gave him a startled look, as if Dorian and this concept were mutually exclusive.
“You smell wonderful,” Dorian said as he buried his face in the other man’s hair.
Klaus gave a grunt. “I smell like cigarettes.”
“You smell like sex, you beautiful man.”
Klaus froze. Then he took Dorian’s face in his hands so he could look into his eyes. “I have a request…” he began slowly.
An all too familiar, amorous look came to the Earl’s face. “Anything, my darling Major.”
“Stop that. I want Dorian, not Eroica,” Klaus said firmly. “No Eroica and no Major, okay? They fucked everything up Friday night.”
Dorian gave him a look of mock petulance. “Not even a little?”
“Nein.”
“Spoil sport.”
“Idiot.”
Dorian laughed as the “insult” came out as an endearment. “Alright, no Eroica.” He laid his head on Klaus’s chest. “I don’t want to share you with anybody, anyway.”
Klaus kissed the top of the Earl’s head and then ran his fingers through the soft blond curls. “I never share,” he stated flatly.
Dorian gave a contented sigh. “How about breakfast?”
A pause. “That I’ll share.”
* * *
“Klaus, there are other things you can…try,” Dorian said firmly.
“Later.”
Dorian sighed heavily, accepting defeat. Why the man thought he had to go through with this, he did not know. “I think you might want to put a couple pillows under your hips.”
“Why?”
Klaus felt a hand gently rub his sizeable penis and felt his face flush. “Oh.”
Dorian could not help grinning at the man’s embarrassment. He was so incredibly adorable when he was self-conscious. He helped put the pillows into position before sitting on the bed between Klaus’s spread legs. He could see the man still wasn’t relaxing. As before, he started out massaging the tension from his body, pulling several groans of pleasure from him in the process. When he finished, he started to caress Klaus’s bare backside, but did not attempt to penetrate him.
“Relax, my beautiful Major,” Dorian whispered seductively.
Klaus gave a grunt and closed his eyes, thinking he knew what this meant. To his surprise, the next sensation he felt was a hand massaging his testicles. “Aagh!” he gasped, his head jerking up off the pillow.
“Feels good, doesn’t it?” Dorian purred.
“Was…?”
“Ssssh, just relax and enjoy.”
Relax! You must be joking? “I think I can manage one of those.”
Dorian could not help but laugh. “Klaus, I do believe you’re developing a sense of humor.”
Klaus repositioned his pillow, flopping his head back down again. He responded with a grunt and a muffled, “You idiot.”
Dorian teased at the man’s ass, sliding a finger over the opening and around, caressing his bare backside with his hands. Then he very carefully slipped a slick finger inside.
Klaus gave another surprised gasp, but managed to at least partially relax this time.
“Tell me if I’m hurting you,” Dorian said as he massaged inside the other man’s body.
“Feels…strange…”
“That it does,” Dorian agreed with a laugh. He found the knot of nerves and touched it gently, causing the other man to jump.
“Gott!”
“Like electricity, isn’t it?”
“’S…I d’know,” Klaus replied, his eyes wide. “’S ‘at what I was aiming for?”
“Umm Hmmm. Whatcha think?”
“Can’t.”
Dorian laughed again. “Good. Don’t think, just enjoy,” he said, gently slipping in a second finger. This produced a low moan. Then Klaus started to move his hips in response, his back arching as the Earl’s fingers gently spread the opening.
After several minutes, Dorian announced, “You’re ready.” I hope you’re mentally ready, because I’m sure as hell physically ready for you. He received another low moan that he took as a yes and moved into position, making sure he had a generous amount of lubricant on himself. The last thing he wanted was to injure his virgin lover.
Dorian pressed against Klaus’s prepared entry, gently gliding inside a few careful thrusts at a time.
Klaus drew a sharp breath as the initial thrust put the other man inside him. He expected it to hurt, to tear him apart, but it didn’t. The Earl had prepared him expertly and was just as expertly entering his body, stopping with every spasm, moving on after they stopped. After a patient few minutes, Dorian had successfully buried the full length of his erection in Klaus’s body. Then he waited, allowing him to get used to the sensation.
Klaus wasn’t sure what he was feeling once the Earl was completely inside him. One of the things he did feel was panic at the thought of being impaled by another man’s cock. God, I’m a fucking faggot! he thought as he struggled to understand all the emotions raging through him. His breathing grew quicker as the Earl started to slowly thrust into him, carefully moving in and out so as not to injure him. Fuck, why do you have to be so good about this, Dorian! Why do you even care if I—?
Dorian struck the prostate and Klaus let out a sharp cry of alarm.
“Klaus?”
“You…I…Gott!”
“I surprised you?”
“Ja.”
“Do you want me to stop?”
Klaus’s eyes grew wide. It had never occurred to him to ask Dorian to stop once he had entered his body. He had wrongly assumed that he would not. “Nein. ‘S…I d’know.”
Dorian grinned. It seemed to him that Klaus lost his English the same way he lost his German during sex. They were going to have to work on that. He started again, slowly, increasing the speed of his thrusts as soon as he was sure his lover could handle it. Within a few minutes, he was moving faster than he thought Klaus had been ready for, but the man was matching his movements as if he had been doing this all his life.
“Oh, Klaus,” Dorian gasped, “I can’t… God, I can’t…” He had wanted to wait until his lover came first, but was unable to hold back any longer. His orgasm exploded through him and he gave a sharp cry, giving a final thrust into this lover and then emptying himself into his body. To his relief, he heard Klaus give a low groan and shudder, the Earl’s orgasm having sent him over the edge as well.
Dorian lay panting on his lover’s back, listening as his hammering heartbeat slowed down. God, you’re magnificent. I don’t deserve you. He waited until he has softened enough to pull himself from the other man’s body and then cleaned himself off, going on to clean his lover.
Klaus caught his breath when Dorian started to clean him. Dorian stopped instantly and carefully checked for injuries. He didn’t see anything obvious, but was sure Klaus would be sore for a while.
“Did I hurt you?” Dorian asked sheepishly.
“Probably. ‘S okay. I’ll live.”
“Always so stoic.”
Klaus gave a grunt. “Idiot.”
Dorian laughed and gently finished cleaning the other man off. He knew after his own experience the day before that he himself had been a bit overwhelmed by his well-endowed lover. They were both going to have to take it slow. Good. That would help make his inexperienced lover more comfortable.
Then a terrible thought crossed Dorian’s mind. What if the experiment was for Klaus to experience everything so he would never have to again? He looked down at the other man who was on the verge of dropping off to sleep. Oh, God, Klaus, what are you making me do?
* * *
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