Discipline (32 page)

"Love you," Noah grunted, leaning over his back and gripping the edge of the tub for yet more leverage.

He plunged deep, taking what he needed, and giving, Tobias knew, every ounce of energy he had. Noah committed fully to everything they did together, and this experience was no exception. "Love you."

His hips jerked erratically once, and then again, but Noah got his control back, groaning with the effort.

"Tell me you're close, baby," he almost begged. "I'm so ready to go."

Tobias nodded, panting. He let go of the tub with one hand and wrapped it around his cock and tugged once. "Oh, God!" he cried out, coming hard and jerking on Noah's shaft. "Love you," he whispered, his body tight and aching as he spilled, cock pounding in his hand.

"Yes!" Noah's fingers went back to grip Tobias' hips and held their bodies flush together as he came, spilling every last drop into Tobias with a tight groan. "Oh, oh, God, yes. Tobias." He hung there for a long moment until they'd both gone still and the room was filled with the sounds of their breathing.

"Jesus." His grip relaxed and he dropped his forehead onto Tobias' back.

"Uh-huh." For Tobias that was as lucid as he could be right then. He thought it would be about half an hour or a lifetime before he could think clearly again; he could still feel Noah's dick twitching inside him.

"Oh, God," he moaned. "So good to me."

Noah didn't say anything. Warm lips pressed kisses across his shoulders and back, and warm fingers slid over his thighs, his sides, and finally wrapped around his chest as Noah hugged him close.

Tobias purred, the sound rumbling in his chest. He felt limp and relaxed, utterly content to stay like that forever. Noah holding him, in him, loving him. "You're amazing," he whispered. "Give me whatever I need, like it's just there for me to take."

"It is." Noah rubbed his forehead between Tobias' shoulder blades and kissed him there. Still securely tucked inside Tobias and keeping his body close, Noah started to rock his hips gently. "I'm yours, I want you to have every part of me."

Tobias moaned, Noah's cock rubbing inside him just right. "Sweetheart." It seemed like the only thing to say. He held onto Noah's arm, keeping himself wrapped up in Noah.

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Noah moaned back and Tobias felt him filling inside him, if he'd ever actually gone soft to begin with.

"Just want to hold you, feels so good."

"Are you... oh, Jesus." Tobias rocked back, gliding slowly as Noah stroked in and out. "Feel so good."

Tobias had no idea if he would be able to get hard again, or come, or anything like it... and he didn't care. He just wanted to feel, to float on the intensity of being loved this way. Slowly, he let Noah move in him, let Noah take him again.

They rocked together for a long while and Noah showered his back with nibbles and kisses. Noah wasn't in any hurry at all. Every thrust, every movement was easy and free of tension. He was tasting Tobias, feeling, experimenting. "I love your body," he told Tobias. "I love savoring it. I love that you asked me this time, told me you wanted me and asked me to make love to you. I know it's hard for you to do, but it sounds so good."

Tobias shuddered, turning his head far enough for a kiss. "I love you. I love being in you, and I can't even describe what this feels like. Thankyou for doing it, for giving me this." He rocked back a little more and the angle changed just a bit. "Oh!" he gasped, his assspasming . "You might just get this old man up again."

"I'm feeling very patient," Noah said and then kissed him as he took advantage of the new position they'd achieved.

"Oh, good. I used up all mysuperstud last night." Tobias' tone was teasing, but he was feeling the tingles of heat in his body, his erection starting to fill as Noah moved in and out of him. This is what he wanted, what he craved. "I need this," he whispered. "Not all the time... just. Now. I need it now, love."

"Me, too." Noah reached up and caught his chin, turning his head so they could kiss again. "Me, too, baby."

It was hard to know how long they simply enjoyed each other after the talking stopped. The air was rich with soft moans and heavy breathing, accompanied by the constant swoosh and gurgle of the hot tub.

Noah's fingers found Tobias' and tangled with them, while one hand remained perched on his hip. His thrusts were measured and slow, and even as Tobias felt Noah's need build, his pace didn't.

Tobias found himself pushing back with more eagerness. The desperation wasn't there, just arousal and love; passion heating like the water they played in. He sighed and rocked back, moaning every time Noah's cock slid over his gland. He felt hyperaware of every thrust, every movement, every kiss.

"Sweetheart," he said softly. "God, you feel so good. Make me hungry."

"You make me want you, lover. Your heat, your body. This is so good, you feel a part of me like this."

Noah's breath was thinner, coming quicker, and his hips were starting to grow tense. He licked up the length of Tobias' spine. "Taste so good."

"Oh, God." Tobias gasped, his back arching. "Touch me?" He was suddenly right there, right on the edge of orgasm, and he had no idea how it had snuck up on him so quickly.

Noah's hand slipped from his and found Tobias' cock. Fingers gripped him firmly and started to stroke in time with Noah's thrusts. "You feel so good, so good." Noah's teeth grazed Tobias' shoulder, and he caught the muscle there and held it between his teeth. His thrusts were heavier now, but not rushed; deeper, but not urgent.

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"Oh, God, oh, God, oh, God!" Tobias chanted, his orgasm starting to roll over him in waves. It wasn't exactly languid, but it went on for ages, starting at his toes and pushing right through him. "Noah! God, yes, sweetheart! Oh, God!"

"Ah!" Noah cried out, letting go of Tobias shoulder. His body shuddered as he followed Tobias over into release. Tobias heard soft sobs and long moans in his ear. "Baby, Tobias, baby," Noah panted at him, as his orgasm washing through him. The earth didn't move, Noah didn't scream or slam him; he didn't claw at the tub or any of the things he'd done earlier. This time it was quiet, and obviously intense.

"Love you."

"Love you," Tobias whispered back, still shaking. He had to move, had to turn and sit and hold his lover; the need to do so was almost as deep as his need to come had been. He waited only a moment, long enough to make sure Noah had finished coming, before shifting and easing away. He moaned as Noah slipped out of him, hating the loss, but knowing it had to happen or he'd fall. Turning, he gathered Noah to him, thankful for the water around them to hide what he was sure were tears. "I love you so much," he said softly, his arms wrapping tight around Noah.

Noah pressed his face into Tobias' neck. His own tears didn't seem to bother him so much, and his shoulders shook slightly while Tobias held him. "That was incredible. So good. So intense, my God." He pulled away just enough to kiss Tobias soundly.

"It was amazing," Tobias said simply. "You are amazing. You know that? You do things for me no one ever has; making love to me is such a small part of that."

"I can say exactly the same thing about you. Exactly." Noah smiled and wiped at his eyes with the back of his hand, laughing softly. "God, I'm such a sap when I'm well laid."

"You're in good company," Tobias admitted, smiling. "Want some juice? Just to sweeten us up some more. We're not quite saccharine enough."

Noah laughed harder. "Yes. Yes, please."

Tobias grinned and looked at the pitcher and the glasses. "Oh, oh. Trouble."

"Trouble...?" Noah look perplexed.

"In order to pour, one of us will have to let go. And I'm not ready." Tobias blinked innocently. "I think I just hit saccharine."

"Oh, God, it's making my teeth hurt," Noah groaned. "Tell you what. I'll get it, and you can watch my ass, it's the next best thing." Noah physically moved Tobias' hands and slid over to the tray.

Tobias watched Noah's ass. It was a nice ass, nicer than most, and he had very fond memories of being in it, of spanking it, of marking it. It had his initials on it. "Mine," he growled before he could stop himself.

Noah poured them each a glass. "Tobias, you're so possessive. Do you have any idea what a turn-on that is?" He moved back, hands full of juice, and seated himself on Tobias' knees. "Thirsty?"

"Thankyou. And thankyou." Tobias slid one hand over Noah's thighs. "I'm glad you like possessive -- I can't seem to turn it off."

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Noah sipped his drink. "I love it. There's nothing better for the ego than knowing you're wanted, trust me."

"I want you," Tobias said in a low voice. "All of you. All the time. Trust that."

"Oh, I do. I definitely do." Noah kissed him again. "Wow, I feel much more limber. Think it's the tub or the sex?" He grinned.

"What's the right answer here?" Tobias asked with a wink.

"'Yes.' The right answer would be 'yes.'" Noah chuckled and slid off Tobias' lap to the seat beside him where he could soak.

"Yes," Tobias said dutifully. He laced their fingers together and smiled, relaxing back. "So. Want to move in with me? Sign on for another go round, lasting until we say so?"

"Yes. Yes, I do." Noah smiled and finished his juice, setting it aside.

Tobias smiled at him and took another kiss. "Good. I love you."

"I love you too... sir." Noah winked at him and returned the kiss.

Tobias had asked at the hotel, being very explicit about what he wanted, and the concierge had come through for him very nicely. The bistro was perfect. The food was lovely, the coffee was incredible, and there was even live music. He and Noah were seated along the side, looking out a huge window, and the waiters were not the sort to hover around them. They had privacy and could see and hear whatever they wanted.

On the table between them was the folder with their old contract, the suggested new one, blank paper and pens.

"Where do you want to start?" Tobias asked, handing Noah a copy of the new draft. "Residence or new rules? Time frame?"

"You certainly come prepared." Noah looked over the contract. "Hmm. Well, let's do the easy stuff first.

Time frame."

"Open with built-in checks set for every... six months?" Tobias suggested. "Or would you prefer to have it at a year with a contracted statement that if you or I feel the need we can request a renegotiation before that at our discretion?"

"Actually," Noah set his coffee down and leaned forward. "Don't take this the wrong way, but... I was thinking, since we'll both be getting used to new living arrangements, that our first one should be after three months. I'm willing to agree to a year with the option to renegotiate after that."

"That makes sense," Tobias said easily. He wasn't in the slightest worried about Noah backing out after
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they'd moved in together, and tweaking could very well be needed. "All right then." He made a note of it on the contract, quickly figuring the date they were to talk again. "Late July. Anything else about the time frame?"

"Nope, open-ended is great."

Tobias smiled. "Residence. I'm going to sign the condo over to Phantom, but as that's between him and me, I won't put it in here. In here, I've stated that within the next month I'll make a clear effort to locate a suitable residence for us. Which we have to define." He grinned wryly. "How much space do you want, sweetheart?"

Noah snorted. "I'm going to be honest, Tobias. I have some money stashed away, but not enough for a down payment on a place in the city. You're welcome to what I've got, but beyond that, what you buy, and how big, and all that? That's really up to you, I'll just be happy if it's downtown near-ishto where I am now."

Tobias shrugged. "It's for us both. I want to make sure you like it, that there's something you need. Do you want a room to yourself, two? I'll take care of main living, playroom, the cars... all that sort of thing.

But you're going to live there, too, as my submissive and as my partner. You have a say."

Noah studied Tobias carefully. "One room is plenty. Something with a view of the street. And in a perfect world, since I'm doing most of the cooking, the kitchen is important." He licked his lips and picked up his coffee.

"Right. So, nice kitchen, room with a view." Tobias wrote it down and looked up. "Anything else?"

Really, it was like pulling teeth to get Noah to ask for anything for himself.

Noah shrugged. "A garage might be nice. I could have a bike..."

That made Tobias stare. "A bike?" he said faintly. "You'll need leather."

"Oh, I have leather." Noah grinned.

"I'll get you more," Tobias promised. "Garage." He looked over the contract and made another note.

"Guestroom. Security. I really am looking for a small converted warehouse, aren't I? Or a floor of a larger one. Oh... soundproofing..."

Noah snorted. "Or a brownstone. There are a lot of those around. I'm leaving the rest of the logistics to you."

Tobias grinned. "All right then. I'll take care of it. Now... rules. Do you want contracted duties for around the house, or is the current service agreement good enough?"

"That depends on whether I'll be expected to do more than I have been." Noah winked. "If the chores are going to remain more or less the same, then I don't see a need to change the agreement. But if you want me vacuuming naked every evening, we're going to have to talk."

Tobias snorted. "Once a month?" He leaned forward a bit and picked up his coffee cup. "Seriously, though. You wanted harder. I won't make you do anything unreasonable, and I won't make you a slave

-- I have a cleaning service at the condo and will happily continue that, but if you'd prefer to have everything laid out rather than at my whim, say so now. It's your ass."