“Nothing… it’s just…” Mano looked away.
“What is it?” Ody searched his face.
Mano hesitated. “If something goes wrong… if you leave…” He stared somewhere past Ody. “I don’t know what I’ll do.” He brought his gaze back to him. “It wasn’t easy for me to show you how I feel. I’m still trying. And if after all that something happens and—”
Ody cupped his face, his thumb brushing over his lips. “Hey… Nothing’s going to happen. Don’t think like that.” His hand slid up to his face, holding it there. “I’m in love with you. Nothing’s going to change that.” He leaned in, kissing him slowly, their lips moving together as the kiss deepened.
Mano’s arms slipped around his neck as he eased back onto the couch, Ody following him down. The kiss grew wetter, their tongues meeting.
Ody pulled back slightly, their faces still close. “Wanna go to the bedroom?” he asked.
Mano didn’t answer. He sat up, pulling Ody with him, then lifted him, one arm under his knees, the other at his back.
Ody let out a soft laugh, his arms slipping around his neck. “I feel like a princess.”
Mano glanced at him, a small smile tugging at his lips as he pushed the door open with his back and stepped inside. His hand reached for the light switch.
“Leave it off,” Ody said.
Mano didn’t argue. He walked to the bed and set him down carefully. Muted daylight slipped through the heavy curtains, blurring the room.
“Are we staying in the dark?” Mano asked, his gaze fixed on him. “What are you planning?”
Ody caught his hand and pulled him down onto the bed, shifting over him. “I’m planning a lot of things…” His lips brushed warm against Mano’s neck. “As long as you want it.”
Mano stared at him.
“You do want me, right?” Ody whispered. “I need to hear you say it.” His fingers brushed over Mano’s pants, right over his hardening bulge.
Mano’s eyes fell shut, surrendering to the sensation.
Ody’s hand slid inside, wrapping around him, slow at first, as his mouth returned to his neck, kissing and sucking with more intent.
A quiet sound slipped from Mano’s lips, his breathing shifting.
“Be mine…” Ody murmured against his skin.
“I am yours,” Mano said, lifting his gaze to meet his.
“I mean completely. I want all of you.”
Mano’s breath hitched. His eyes dropped, heat rising to his face. “Is… is it gonna hurt?”
Ody stilled. “What?”
Mano swallowed, unable to meet his eyes. “I’m just… I don’t want it to hurt.”
Oh, God… I swear, this man will be the death of me…
Ody’s expression softened. He cupped his face, his thumbs brushing over his cheeks. “Look at me.”
Mano lifted his gaze.
“I’ll take care of you,” Ody said. “If anything hurts, you tell me to stop. Okay?”
Mano’s face burned. His lashes fluttered. “Y-yeah, but… you’re not gonna make fun of me, right? Or say shit about me being the one on the bottom…”
Ody let out a quiet breath. “Me?” he said, running a hand through his hair. “Make fun of my boyfriend?”