Cat & mouse game

Ian instinctively leant into his lover's touch. Then he smiled, bending to peck his lips. "It's not important right now", he murmured, leaving a trail of light kisses to Newt's throat. "Let me", he added then, pouring some lube on his right hand, spreading it on his fingers.

"If you say so," Newt smiled, as he closed his eyes to focus on Ian's kisses and fingers on him. "I'll be happy anyway, and you know it ~"

Maybe that was true. But Ian had promised himself to not run too fast in things that concerned partners. Not anymore, at least. Slowly he dragged his lubed fingers down Newt's body, teasing his opening gently. He pressed with just one finger, lightly, insistently, entering with just the tip of it.

Newt breathed in deeply, his fingers clenching softly on the sheets under him. "I... I'm sorry, I'll be a bit tight tonight," he whispered with a cocky grin.

Ian shivered at those words. He smirked at him. "I will make you... loosen up a bit then", he purred. The finger that was probing him slipped inside slowly, carefully. He eased it in to the knuckle, bending it slightly. "Tell me if you are uncomfortable", he added then gently.

"I am... I am more than comfortable," Newt whispered, his whole body shivering in the need for more. "Please go on ~"

"Gladly", Ian whispered. He kissed his lover's navel before getting inside him with a second finger, starting to scissor him slowly but surely, looking for his soft spot. He didn't stop kissing and licking Newt's skin, near his hipbones, the inner part of his thighs, his belly.

Newt moaned softly under his touches, and began rocking his hips slowly, to follow Ian's fingers inside of him. "Mh... You're the only one who knows how to make me lose my mind, you know that?"

Ian chuckled, hiding his smile against Newt's skin. "I'm glad", he said, kissing him once again before withdrawing his fingers and position himself, his hands squeezing his hips softly. "But if you still can talk coherently, it means I'm not doing a great job", he purred, entering him slowly, making him feel his lenght inch after inch. He closed his eyes, moaning at the tightness.

A noise, that was a mix between a yelp and a moan, escaped Newt's lips, who was surprised to feel his lover coming so soon inside of him. Not that he minded it in the least, of course. "You're... I... almost forgot how good this is," he sighed.

Ian finally bottomed out, his hips resting against Newt's. He sighed, looking fondly at his lover, bending to kiss his lips lovingly. "Me too", he sighed. "I'm sorry, I rushed it too much maybe. I hope you are okay. But... I missed this", he added, kissing his nose. "I missed you."

"I missed you too," Newt replied as he wrapped his arms around Ian. "And don't worry. I love it when you take me by surprise," he told him, with a pun even too awful for him.

Ian chuckled. "Ok, this one was pretty bad too", he said with an amused smile that said otherwise. He bent to kiss him again, starting to move experimentally. He didn't want to rush that too!

"I'm sorry, I'm a terrible human being," Newt joked kindly as he sighed again with pleasure, trying to follow Ian's every move.

"My favourite terrible human being", Ian murmured, nuzzling his neck with affection. He took a nice rhythm, neither too slow nor fast, but making sure to go deep each time he pushed back in. He rocked his hips, his eyes fluttering closed.

Newt closed his eyes again to focus on Ian's body all around and inside of him, relishing in that feeling of being ... complete, in a way. He took the most of what his lover would give him, and lasted for a long while like this, before he had to warn him in a shake-y breath that he was getting awfully close.

Ian didn't keep his moans for himself this time. He let them out every time he slid back inside the tight heat of his lover, and by the moment Newt told him he was close, he was on the brink of his orgasm too. He nodded, panting loudly, letting a hand get a grip of the other's lenght to stroke him.

Newt let out a cry, and felt himself tighten around his lover as he finally came, softly digging his nails into Ian's back. He then sighed happily, as he slowly relaxed.

Ian gritted his teeth. "Fuck", he grunted. His hips trembled as he finally came inside his lover, resting his forehead against Newt's shoulder. His whole body relaxed, and he felt light and happy. ... and poor Newt would have found himself trapped under a mountain of a man.

And yet Newt didn't mind in the least. Instead, he just kept Ian as close to him as he could, as he whispered a low "I love you", with pure tenderness.

Ian's brain, even though still clouded by the afterglow of his orgasm, grasped those sweet words as if they were all he ever wanted in his life. But on the other hand, he was really fighting hard to not believe him. "You do?", he asked, finally rolling on his side to look at Newt without crushing him under his weight.

"... Yeah. That used to scare me a bit, but not anymore. I mean. If you won't mind it, of course," Newt admitted in a soft voice, a bit unsure.

"... I don't mind, no", Ian murmured, kissing his throat gently. He hid his face in the crook of his lover's neck. "I love you too", he answered. And even though it came out a bit muffled, the dorkish smile he was sporting could be almost heard.

Newt laughed kindly and hugged him tighter. "... I won't be able to stay for long though, since I'll have to keep moving on with my team. Won't that be a problem for us?"

Ian propped himself up with his elbows, eyebrows furrowing in concentration. "I don't think it will", he said finally, looking at Newt. "We can get licenses, once in a while, and see each other. And we can write! I'll write you a lot. ... well, if you don't end up in prison again", he joked with a smile.