Beats of the Heart - Chapter 40: Chapter 40

Both men were impatient, wanting nothing more than to merge their lives. A burst of energy rushed through Miles, and he and Shawn returned to Shawn's condo. They used his suitcases to pack a portion of his closet and sentimental items that would hold him over for a while. He would hire a moving company after the New Year and then figure out what to do with his condo and house on Staten Island. The house never felt like home and sat idle for too long. He once thought he would retire there, but it never felt right—nothing like Miles' place.
They arrived back at Miles' place in the middle of the night, suitcases in tow. It took some time to bring them downstairs, but they piled them in Miles' sitting area.
Miles stripped off his jacket and tossed it over the back of the couch. He groaned as he stretched his arms over his head. He smiled as Shawn's hands grabbed his waist from behind and pinned him against his chest. Miles let his hands fall behind him, fingers running through Shawn's hair.
"You won't regret asking me to move in, right?" Shawn asked with a sliver of self-doubt in his tone.
"Will you regret telling me 'forever?" Miles asked in return.
"Never."
He turned in Shawn's arms so he could face him. He caressed Shawn's cheeks and ran his fingers across his lips.
"The answer is the same for me," he said quietly. "I made the mistake once of walking away from you. I'm never doing that a second time."
"I'd never let you go again," Shawn promised. He kissed Miles' lingering fingertips. Miles shivered from the delicate touch.
Shawn's hands trailed down Miles' back and then lifted his shirt. Miles let him pull it over his head, and Shawn sighed in satisfaction. His hands followed the lines of his tattoos down his chest and stomach. Miles pulled at Shawn's buttons, ripping them off as he stripped Shawn, drawing a laugh from him.
"Impatient?" Shawn teased.
"You have no idea," Miles whispered. He kissed Shawn's collarbone and down his chest, loving the stuttering breaths he elicited.
He then surprised Shawn by kneeling. He was about to protest, but his words were silenced when Miles kissed his waist while his fingers unzipped his slacks. Miles groaned as Shawn's pants and boxers fell to the floor, and his cock sprang free.
He grabbed Shawn's shaft and gently kissed the tip, making Shawn shudder. He licked around the head and sunk down on Shawn's cock.
Shawn moaned while feeling the heat of Miles' mouth and tangled his fingers in his hair. He held tight but never pushed Miles' head, letting him have control over his pleasure.
"Fuck, Miles," he murmured. "So good."
Miles swallowed Shawn, letting him hit the back of his throat and using his tongue to press against it. He loved feeling how hard Shawn was for him.
Shawn tried to control himself, but his hips bucked, fucking into Miles' mouth. Miles' eyes watered, but he didn't let that stop him. He went deeper, cutting off his airflow, glady choking on Shawn.
"Miles," Shawn moaned. "Any more, and I will lose control."
Miles held on to him, ready for Shawn to become undone.
However, Shawn pulled away and tugged back on Miles' hair, forcing him to look up. "I only want to cum when I'm inside you."
Miles' licked his swollen lips. "Then we better get to the bed."
Shawn helped him up, and they stumbled to the bedroom. Miles left a trail of clothes in the footsteps until they were both naked.
Miles pushed Shawn onto the bed, and his eyes roved over his body. "So handsome," he whispered.
"And you're beautiful," Shawn answered. "So beautiful and perfect for me."
Miles reached over to the draw to grab the lube. "Lay back for me," he commanded.
Shawn moved to the center of the bed, lazily stroking himself as he watched Miles.
Miles straddled Shawn and poured the lube on his fingers. He leaned back and let his fingers circle his entrance. Shawn watched with rapt attention, and his breath caught in his throat as Miles plunged his fingers inside himself.
Miles threw his head back with a gasp as he started to stretch himself.
Shawn watched aptly and groaned. "I need to be inside of you."
Miles grinned, his eyes dark with lust. He pulled his hands away and slicked up Shawn's cock.
"Fuck," Shawn breathed out the curse as he closed his eyes. When he felt Miles settling over him, he grabbed his hips, stopping him. "Condom?"
Miles gave him an affectionate look. "I don't want anything between us. I tested recently. I'm negative."
Shawn waited for a moment. "I am, too, but are you sure?"
"More than sure. I need this," Miles said, his voice dripping with desire.
He lowered himself slowly onto Shawn's cock. The mixture of pleasure and pain consumed him as Shawn stretched him. A soft moan escaped Miles' lips as he seated himself on Shawn.
"God, you feel perfect," Shawn said softly. His hands were gripping tightly on Miles' hips.
Miles grabbed the base of his cock and took a deep breath to adjust to Shawn in this position. When he felt ready, he rolled his hips, stealing a gasp from Shawn.
"You've made me addicted to you," Miles whispered. To prove his point, he rolled his hips again.
"You're going to make me go crazy, baby."
Miles lightly laughed but refused to keep Shawn on the edge. He lifted his hips, feeling Shawn's cock slide out of him, then sat back down. He moaned from the fullness he felt, and his mind was clouded by euphoria. He needed more.
He moved again, but this time slammed back down. Shawn couldn't hold back and gripped Miles' hips tighter. He helped him move up and down at a rapid pace.
Sounds of their pleasure filled the room. Miles murmured pleas, and Shawn gave in to his requests. He thrusted upwards into Miles until he was nearly reverent. He needed more of Miles. He sat up so his chest was against Miles', and he could feel Miles' hard length pressed against his stomach.
Miles wrapped his arms around Shawn's neck and tangled his fingers in his damp hair. Needing to express his rapture, he pressed a kiss against Shawn's lips. As Shawn forced him back down on his cock, Miles moaned. He leaned his head back, and Shawn kissed and sucked his exposed neck.
Their bodies were slick with sweat, rocking back and forth in tandem with each other.
"Shawn, I'm going to..." his words were choked with pleasure, and he couldn't continue. Instead, he arched his back, and Shawn wrapped his hand around his cock.
"Cum for me," Shawn whispered, nipping at his chest.
Miles tensed, feeling the heat of his impending climax. With another stroke from Shawn, he let go and came in his hand.
Shawn groaned as he felt Miles tighten around him. He thrusted upwards and released inside of him. Miles gasped from the sensation and trembled in Shawn's arms.
Shawn held him tightly, not caring about the mess they'd made. He wanted nothing more than to be as close as possible.
"I love you," Miles lazily whispered. Exhaustion slurred his words.
"I love you too, baby," Shawn responded, shifting them. He slowly pulled out of Miles.
Shawn left him for a moment and came back to clean him up. By the time he was done, Miles was already asleep. Shawn tucked him in and embraced him as he settled into bed.
He gently ran his fingers up and down Miles' spine. He pressed his lips against Miles and smiled. "I'm home," he whispered in the darkness.