The bedroom was cast in shadows, the only light bleeding in from the living room, catching on the sharp angles of Damian's face as he closed the door behind them. Jace stood in the center of the room, a strange hollowness replacing the anger that had sustained him all day.
Damian approached slowly, each step deliberate. "You need to stop fighting yourself," he said, his voice low and smooth, wrapping around Jace like a warm blanket. The tension in the air was palpable, thick with unspoken desires and the weight of their complicated relationship.
The bedroom was dark, save for the silver of moonlight filtering through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Damian didn't turn on the lights. Instead, he guided Jace to the edge of the bed, his hand resting possessively at the small of Jace's back, urging him closer. Jace flinched at the touch but didn't pull away. It felt as if the mattress had been waiting for permission to collapse under the weight of their unresolved emotions.
Damian stood before him, a shadow against the city lights. He loosened his tie with deliberate movements, his eyes never leaving Jace's. The air crackled with anticipation, and Jace's heart raced as he watched Damian's every action, each one a silent promise of what was to come.
"Sit," Damian commanded softly, and this time, Jace obeyed, his body sinking onto the bed as if it had been waiting for this moment. The mattress creaked under his weight, and he felt a rush of vulnerability wash over him.
Damian stepped closer, his presence overwhelming. He leaned down, his breath warm against Jace's ear. "You don't have to pretend with me. Not anymore." The words sent a shiver down Jace's spine, igniting a fire deep within him that he had tried to suppress.
Jace's breath hitched as Damian's fingers brushed against his jaw, tilting his head up to meet his gaze. There was a hunger in Damian's eyes, a fierce intensity that made Jace's pulse quicken. He felt exposed, yet strangely safe under Damian's scrutiny.
"Tell me what you want," Damian murmured, his voice a low growl that resonated in the quiet room. Jace's mind raced, torn between the desire to push back against Damian's control and the undeniable pull he felt toward him.
"I want..." Jace started, but the words caught in his throat. The truth was, he wanted to surrender, to let go of the fight and embrace the chaos that was Damian. But admitting that felt like stepping off a cliff.
Damian's thumb brushed over Jace's lips, silencing him. "You want to be free, but you also want to be mine. You want to feel everything, even the pain." His words were a challenge, a dark promise that sent a thrill through Jace.
With a sudden movement, Damian captured Jace's chin, forcing him to look up. The intensity of his gaze was both terrifying and exhilarating. Jace felt the walls he had built around himself begin to crumble, piece by piece.
"Let me show you," Damian said, his voice dropping to a whisper. And in that moment, Jace knew he was ready to embrace whatever came next, ready to explore the depths of their connection, no matter how dangerous it might be.
As Damian leaned in, their lips brushed together, igniting a spark that set Jace's entire being ablaze. The kiss was tentative at first, a question hanging in the air, but it quickly deepened, fueled by the tension that had been building between them for so long. Jace melted into the kiss, surrendering to the heat and the need that coursed through him.
Damian's hands roamed over Jace's body, exploring every curve and contour, igniting a fire that spread from his fingertips to Jace's core. Jace responded instinctively, arching into Damian's touch, craving more of the connection that felt both exhilarating and terrifying.
In that moment, the world outside faded away, leaving only the two of them, tangled in a web of desire and unspoken promises. Jace knew that this was just the beginning, a step into the unknown that would change everything. And for the first time, he felt ready to embrace it.
Damian's hands slid beneath Jace's shirt, fingertips tracing the contours of his ribs, mapping each dip and curve with deliberate precision. Jace arched into the touch, a soft moan escaping his lips.
"Too many clothes," Damian growled, tugging at the hem of Jace's shirt. "I want to see all of you."
Without hesitation, Jace raised his arms, allowing Damian to strip the fabric away. The cool air kissed his exposed skin, raising goosebumps that Damian immediately soothed with his warm palms.
"Beautiful," Damian whispered, eyes raking over Jace's torso with undisguised hunger. "You have no idea how long I've wanted this."
Jace trembled under the intensity of that gaze. He reached for Damian, fingers brushing against the fabric of his shirt, wanting to feel the warmth of his skin beneath. "I want you, Damian. I want all of you."
Damian's breath hitched, and he captured Jace's wrists, holding them above his head with a firm grip. "You have to ask for it, Jace. Tell me what you want."
The challenge in Damian's voice sent a thrill through Jace. He could feel the heat pooling in his core, the need for Damian overwhelming. "I want you to take me. I want you to make me yours, completely."
A wicked smile spread across Damian's face, and he leaned in closer, his lips brushing against Jace's ear. "Good boy. You're going to learn what it means to surrender to me."
With that, Damian released Jace's wrists, only to push him back onto the bed, the soft sheets cradling him as he fell. Jace's heart raced, anticipation coursing through him as he watched Damian's every move.
Damian climbed onto the bed, his body hovering over Jace's, a predator poised to claim its prey. He leaned down, capturing Jace's lips in a searing kiss that left them both breathless. Jace melted into the kiss, his body responding instinctively to Damian's dominance.
As they kissed, Damian's hands roamed over Jace's body, exploring every inch of skin, igniting a fire that spread through Jace's veins. He felt alive, every nerve ending tingling with desire.
"Tell me how it feels," Damian murmured against Jace's lips, his voice low and sultry. "I want to hear you."
Jace's breath hitched as Damian's hands found their way to his thighs, fingers digging into the flesh as he spread Jace's legs apart. The sensation sent a jolt of pleasure through him, and he gasped, arching his back.
"It feels... amazing," Jace managed to say, his voice thick with need. "I want more, Damian. Please."
Damian's eyes darkened with desire, and he leaned down, trailing kisses along Jace's neck, each one sending shivers down his spine. "You're going to get everything you want, Jace. Just let go."
With that, Damian's mouth found its way back to Jace's, their bodies moving in perfect harmony as they surrendered to the heat of the moment. Jace knew he was crossing a line, but in that instant, all he could think about was the intoxicating pleasure of being with Damian, of finally giving in to the desires that had been building between them.
As they lost themselves in each other, Jace felt a sense of freedom wash over him. He was no longer just a prisoner of his own fears; he was a willing participant in this wild, passionate dance, ready to embrace whatever Damian had in store for him.
an undeniable tenderness in the way he held Jace, as if he were the most precious thing in the world.
Jace could feel the heat radiating from Damian's body, and it sent a thrill of excitement coursing through him. He turned slightly, looking over his shoulder to meet Damian's gaze. "I want to see you, too. I want to touch you."
Damian's eyes darkened with desire, and he nodded, his breath hitching slightly. "Then do it. Show me how much you want me."
With a newfound confidence, Jace turned fully to face Damian, their bodies inches apart. He reached out, his fingers trailing down Damian's chest, feeling the hard muscles beneath his fingertips. The sensation sent a rush of heat through him, and he leaned in closer, pressing soft kisses along Damian's collarbone.
"You're so handsome," Jace whispered, his voice thick with desire. He could feel the tension in the air, the electricity crackling between them as he explored Damian's body with his hands and lips.
Damian's breath quickened, and he let out a low growl of approval. "You have no idea what you're doing to me."
Jace smiled against Damian's skin, emboldened by his words. He continued his exploration, trailing kisses lower, savoring the taste of Damian's skin. He could feel the heat radiating from Damian's body, and it only fueled his desire.
As Jace reached the waistband of Damian's pants, he hesitated for a moment, looking up to gauge Damian's reaction. The intensity in Damian's gaze was unmistakable, a mix of hunger and encouragement.
"Go on," Damian urged, his voice low and sultry. "I want you to take me."
With a rush of excitement, Jace unbuttoned Damian's pants, pulling them down just enough to free his arousal. The sight of Damian, bare and vulnerable before him, sent a thrill of desire coursing through Jace.
He leaned in, his lips brushing against the tip of Damian's length, teasingly slow. Damian's breath hitched, and Jace could feel the tension building in the air. He took his time, exploring every inch, savoring the taste and texture of Damian's skin.
"Jace," Damian breathed, his voice thick with need. "Please, don't tease me."
Jace looked up, meeting Damian's gaze, and felt a rush of power at the sight of his lover's desperation. He took Damian fully into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the head before taking him deeper, feeling the weight of him on his tongue.
Damian's hands tangled in Jace's hair, guiding him as he began to move, thrusting gently into Jace's mouth. The sensation was intoxicating, and Jace felt himself getting lost in the rhythm, the heat of the moment consuming him.
As he worked, Jace could feel the tension building within Damian, the way his body responded to every flick of Jace's tongue. It was a dance of pleasure, and Jace was determined to make Damian feel as good as he had just moments before.
"God, Jace," Damian groaned, his voice strained. "You're incredible."
The praise sent a rush of warmth through Jace, and he increased his pace, taking Damian deeper, feeling the weight of him against the back of his throat. He could sense the impending release, the way Damian's body tensed beneath him, and it only fueled Jace's desire to push him over the edge.
With a final, desperate thrust, Damian let out a low growl, his release spilling into Jace's mouth. Jace swallowed every drop, savoring the taste of Damian, the intimacy of the moment wrapping around them like a warm embrace.
As he pulled back, Jace looked up at Damian, their eyes locking in a moment of shared vulnerability and connection. He felt a sense of fulfillment wash over him, knowing that they had crossed another threshold together.
Damian's breath was ragged as he pulled Jace up to him, capturing his lips in a heated kiss. The taste of himself lingered between them, a reminder of their shared desires and the bond that was growing stronger with each passing moment.
"You are everything I want," Damian murmured against Jace's lips, his voice thick with emotion. "And I will never let you go."
Jace smiled, feeling a warmth spread through his chest.