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Wayne pushes in, slowly. Gently. He’s always gentle with the Navigator, knowing that the Caelestite isn’t exactly the hardiest young man in the world. There’s something so incredible about his tenderness, about the way he holds himself back, until he’s absolutely certain that the Navigator can take it. Pittman is slow, but steady, pushing in inch by inch. Once’s he’s pushes in as deeply as he can, he reaches down, taking the Navigator’s cock in hand.
“You’re excited, aren’t you? Have you been waiting for our break all day?” Wayne asks, and the Navigator nods.
“I can’t deny it,” he says, and Pittman grins.
“I’d see through a lie from you, anyway,” he assures him, leaning in to kiss him. Feeling his mouth on his, the Navigator can’t help but open up for him, moaning into the kiss. The man is far more passionate than he would have expected. From the start, Pittman seemed as if he would be uptight, and while that might be a big part of him on the job, he relaxes quite a bit once he’s off the clock.
The Navigator melts into the kiss, into his touch, savoring the way it feels. Pittman is incredible, and the large man holds onto him tightly with his other arm, even while jacking him off with his left. Finally, he begins to move, and the feeling of fullness shifts. Wayne pulls back, easing back out of the Navigator’s tight asshole, only to push back in. Even now, he moves slowly, though there’s a certain hunger beneath his actions. Something that the Navigator can feel, can see in his eyes, when he pulls back and breaks the kiss.
He knows Pittman wants more, he knows he wants to go all out, but it will take time for him to build up to that. He’s always so tender with him, so gentle and loving, and it’s enough to make the Navigator’s head swim. He never thought he could find so much love in this world, never thought that he would be this lucky. But here he is, locked tight in Pittman’s embrace, feeling his steady but sure thrusts plunging into him, and his hand wrapped tightly around his cock.
His skin is a bit rough, but it feels incredible, pumping up and down his length, and it’s any wonder that he could last through this. He does his best to hold on, not wanting to give in to his need this early on. No, he has to do his best to make this as good for Wayne as he can. The man is so good to him, so incredible, and the Navigator wants to pay that back in whatever way he can. This is all that he wants, all that he needs, and Pittman is so good at giving it to him. He doesn’t slow, doesn’t falter, as if all of his convictions and determination follow him into the bedroom.
The Caelestite enjoys being on the receiving end of all of it, getting to relax while Wayne indulges in him. He does all he can to make this feel amazing for the both of them, pushing the Navigator on further when his arousal flags, stroking him off while he fucks him, but also letting up when he can’t take much more. Pittman is more than happy to lean in, pressing his lips the Navigator’s, taking brief breaks to kiss him passionately and shower him with affection.
“I love you,” he murmurs, pulling back and shifting down, kissing at his neck. The Navigator shudders, unable to handle all of this all at once. It’s always overwhelming, but it makes him feel so good, so valued and so loved. How could he ever ask for more, from a man like Wayne Pittman? His right arm holds tightly to him, keeping him steady even as he picks up his pace.
The Caelestite can tell he’s ramping up now, finally letting his desire run loose. He doesn’t hold back, pounding into him harder, faster, fucking him with all that he’s got. The Navigator shudders, as his ass is pounded by Wayne, as he pushes in deeper, harder. There’s not much he can do but take it, just trying his best to hold on, to not break down before he’s had his fill.
It’s simply too much, he feels so small, with Wayne so deep inside of him. He thrusts in again and again, and the Navigator whimpers for him, up until he leans in for another kiss. He locks his lips to the Caelestite’s passionately driving his tongue into him the same way he does his cock. He is left breathless, but who needs air right now? All he needs is this, all he needs is Wayne.
He moans into the kiss, groaning, desperate for more. Pittman picks up his pace, stroking him off harder while he fucks him with everything he can muster. It takes a little time to get him ready, but he’s awakened quite the appetite in the young man. It’s an appetite he’s glad to satisfy, to put his all into. He may not be the only one for him, but that’s just fine by him, so long as he gets this moments alone with the Navigator, he doesn’t mind this little arrangement in the least.
Pittman knows that if he is determined, if he shows the depth of his love time and time again, it’s only a matter of time before he wins out over the others.
“I love you, too,” the Navigator manages, when Pittman finally pulls back. That’s all he needs to push on harder, to ram into him even deeper, finally pushing the Navigator over the edge. He comes, his seed erupting onto his stomach, while Wayne thrusts in one last time. He comes, his seed spilling into the Navigator, filling him up with the passionate warmth of his love.
“Do you think you can go for a few more rounds?” Wayne asks, before the Navigator can even catch his breath.
He may not be able to speak, but that doesn’t stop him from nodding.