Page 71 of The Wolf and the Monarch

With another good push, Sawyer’s hips were fully seated against his ass and Benji groaned from the sensation. Neither moved for a few moments. Sawyer waited as patiently as he could while Benji fully adjusted to his girth, stroking his hands down from his shoulders, to his ribs, waist and thighs. “You’re so beautiful, Benji,” he sighed, “So fucking beautiful. You’re okay?”

Benji released a sound that was between a chuckle and sigh. He loved words of encouragement like that. He reached behind him and tapped Sawyer’s thigh. “I’m good. Fuck me, Sawyer.”

That was all that he needed. The moment he got the go ahead, his hips began to move, pulling back from Benji before he slammed the back forward, shuttling his cock inside of him. Benji’s eyes closed and he moaned each time Sawyer thrust back inside of him. It felt so fucking good. Perfect even. His hands curled into the bedsheets as he turned his head so he could moan wantonly into the mattress.

Sawyer shook his head and reached forward to grab Benji’s hair, turning his head. “No, no. I want to hear you, Benji. Moan for me. Tell me how much you like my cock pumping inside of you.”

He whined softly. “I love it so much, Sawyer. I-It’s so fucking good.”

“Your ass is perfect for my cock,” he growled above him as his hips continued to piston.

Benji’s legs began to shake beneath him and he slowly began to slip further onto the mattress, which Sawyer followed after him. He shifted their bodies so they were spooning. Sawyer’s arms wrapped around Benji’s torso while his lips planted on his neck. The position was far more intimate than the other and both men were absolutely loving it. Benji’s legs came over Sawyer’s and he held them tightly while he shifted his hips, chasing his own satisfaction even though Sawyer was doing a perfect job of giving it to him.

He felt Sawyer’s warm breath on his neck before the man sucked his earlobe into his mouth, softly nibbling on it. His good hand shifted down his body and wrapped Benji’s cock, stroking it in time to the thrusts of his hips. Benji thought that he was going to bust right then and fucking there. His cock was so needy for attention and he was so happy to finally have it. Sawyer’s thumb dragged across the head of his cock so he could pull the precum from it and used that as lubricant. It certainly got the job done.

Benji was a whining, moaning mess in Sawyer’s arms. His head leaned back against his shoulder and their eyes stayed upon each other as they both chased their collective orgasms that were steadily on the horizon. Benji could feel it building in the base of his spine. His toes were curling. He rocked his hips back and forth in time with Sawyer’s thrusting and jerking hand. “Fuck, fuck, fuck. I-I’m gonna cum, Sawyer. I’m gonna cum.”

He felt Sawyer’s lips on his neck again, nibbling and licking the spot that he seemed to love so much from the hickey he had given him earlier. But his eyes never left Benji’s. “Cum, Benji. Cum with my cock buried so deep inside you.”

That was enough for him. He barreled off the side of the metaphorical cliff and he wailed out as his cock pumped out cum, coating Sawyer’s hand and the sheets. His ass clenched around Sawyer tightly and a loud groan slipped from him as he came as well. His hips didn’t stop rocking against Sawyer’s. He just milked him for what he could, even though he was wearing a condom. He wanted to get every last drop from him.

The two sat with each other, panting and trying to catch their breaths for a few moments before Sawyer pulled himself from Benji. He whined softly from the sudden loss of him. Sawyer pulled the condom off and quickly tucked himself behind Benji again. His hand was still coated in his cum but they’d take care of that in a minute. At that moment, they just needed to lay there with one another.

Benji shifted and turned his torso so he could press a long kiss to Sawyer’s lips, which the other happily returned. Their eyes met once again and they both smiled softly. “You’re incredible,” Benji sighed softly.

Sawyer just kissed him once again before he forced himself to move and grab a towel for them. He cleaned up Benji first then his hand before he sighed and laid down again. “I need new sheets.”

Benji just laughed at that statement and nodded his head. “We can sleep in my bed tonight if you want.”

“Not a bad idea… I doubt you want to sleep on crusty cum.”

He wasn’t wrong about that. Pushing himself up, he dragged himself from the bed and reached out to grab Sawyer’s hand. The two walked over to Benji’s room, hand in hand and laid down together once again, naked as the day they were born. Benji pressed himself back against Sawyer, who was wrapping his arm around his middle, and closed his eyes, thinking about how good things were at that moment…

Chapter Thirty Two

Benji

The following morning, after they took a shower, Sawyer made them some breakfast. It wasn’t anything spectacular. Just some french toast and eggs but it was the best breakfast Benji had ever had. Luckily for them, Jackson had dropped off some perishables last night so they were able to eat something fulfilling before they had to hit the road. Admittedly, it did make him feel a bit guilty about leaving the food behind, but he was sure that Jackson would have someone swing by for it. But, to be fair, they couldn’t really take it with them.

They had about a four or so hour drive to the base of operations so that he could finally talk to his dad. Then he and Sawyer could go back to his apartment and just exist there. That really did sound nice. Being somewhere that was familiar to him with Sawyer? What more could he want?

Throughout the morning, he did keep a close eye on the man that would be traveling with him. He seemed okay and rather upbeat about it. But he was sure that on the inside, he was struggling. It had to be difficult to just leave your whole life behind and start anew with a guy you just met about nine days ago. But Benji did think it was for the best for Sawyer. He didn’t belong with those people. He truly believed that he belonged with him and his family. Benji wanted to make sure he knew that he was going to be welcome there, no matter what. If he wanted a job with them, he would have it. If his family gave a single shit about him and what he wanted, then they would agree.

Sawyer insisted on doing the dishes that morning which Benji wasn’t going to argue about, even though he thought it was a bad idea with his hand. He just packed up his things and made sure the burner phone was charged. He wasn’t quite sure if they’d be using it at all on their journey, but it was better safe than sorry. Benji did one last look around the area before he headed back downstairs and took a seat at the kitchen table while he waited for Sawyer to grab his things.

About ten minutes later, he came back down and released a breath. “Ready to go?”

Benji stood up. “Are you?” He asked.

“Ready as I’ll ever be, I guess,” he shrugged. “I’m just mentally preparing myself that I might be homeless after today.”

Benji’s brow furrowed as he walked over towards the door and opened it. “What? Why would you say that?”

Sawyer flashed him a quick smile and stepped out the door. “Well, I mean. Shit happens. Your family might not want me there. And you’d choose them. Which you should choose them. I’m a nobody to you in the grand scheme of things.”

“Hey,” he practically seethed and reached out to grab Sawyer’s forearm before he walked too far away. “You’re not a nobody. Especially not to me. If they don’t want you there for some bizarre fucking reason, I’m still not letting you leave. You’re still going to live with me. And I’ll help you get a job and everything. You won’t be out on the streets, Sawyer.”

They always did a pretty good job of looking at each other. Especially since they had left that fucking bunker. But Sawyer wasn’t looking at him. He just kept his gaze on the ground. “Yeah, okay.”