Chapter Ten Deleted/Reworded Scene

Brenden stripped off his shirt, throwing it behind him, not caring where it landed. He backed his lover slowly to the wall behind them. His lips latched on to Stephen’s neck, sucking up a mark. Stephen was breathing heavily, his arms wrapped around Brenden’s neck as he held on for dear life. They had returned home late that night after closing the case.

Nicholas was happy to see them and truthfully, he was happy to see his son as well. But the entire night he couldn’t stop watching Stephen and thinking about the things he wanted to do to the man the minute their son went to bed. Brenden had to admit that his lover looked good pregnant. He couldn’t say exactly what it was, maybe it was the way his face glowed when he smiled. He couldn’t stop his eyes from letting his eyes travel all over Stephen’s body.  

“Hey, where did you go?” Stephen whispered in his ear. 

Brenden raised his head and stared in his lover’s face, his thumbs lazily caressing Stephen’s cheeks. “I don’t think I’ve ever stopped loving you.” 

“Where did that come from?” He looked away from Brenden. 

“Look at me,” Brenden told him. Stephen’s eyes slowly made their way back to his. “For the past couple of years, I’ve tried to put you out of my head and heart. And the moment I thought I finally got over you, you walked back in. It pissed me off,” he told him with a smile. “Because not only did I want to get over you, I didn’t want to let you go.” 

He could tell Stephen was searching his eyes for the truth. “I’ve never let you go,” Stephen admitted. “I never wanted to.” 

“Then let’s make a promise,” Brenden said. Stephen nodded. “I don’t know what’s going to happen in the future. I would like for us to be together for the rest of our lives. But let’s promise to not hold things back from each other. I love you too much to hold back my feelings from you.” 

Stephen leaned in closer and kissed him, “I love you too. Now, make love to me.” 

Brenden smiled, and wrapped his arms tighter around his sweet lover, moving down to his ass, cupping and squeezing it. “Demanding things now, are we?” 

“You better believe it. I’m pregnant, with your child I might add, and fucking horny as hell.” Stephen licked his lips grinding his interested cock on Brenden’s leg. “So, I demand you satisfy me immediately.” 

“Your wish is my command,” Brenden licked Stephen’s lips. 

“Enough talking,” Stephen kissed him, instantly shutting him up.  

Brenden gave a low growl holding the back of Stephens's head, deepening their kiss. He started taking off his shirt without stopping their kiss. He was eager to feel Stephen’s hot skin next to his and ended up pulling his shirt apart, snapping the buttons off. Stephen smiled in their kiss but moaned the second their skin touched. Brenden couldn’t stand the thought of not touching Stephen even for a second. They backed up slowly to the bed. He wanted to make love to his lover the proper way. He wanted to take his time, exploring every inch of his lover’s body. He turned them around and gently kissed his way down Stephen’s neck, he licked and nibbled his collar bone, making his way down to the swelled belly cradling his child. He paid homage to his lover for carrying their new gift. He looked up at Stephen who was running his fingers through his hair.  

Keeping his eyes on his lover, Brenden undid the buttons on Stephen’s pants and slowly pulled them down, letting them pool at his feet. Stephen was hard. He leaned forward and mouthed Stephen’s erection through his underwear. Stephen gasped, closing his eyes and licking his lips. Fingers blindly grabbed onto the strands of his hair. Brenden sucked on the head of Stephen’s cock, drawing out a long moan from him.  

“Shit, I forgot how good you were at this,” Stephen commented. Brenden chuckled around the head of the cock in his mouth, his lover groaned loud, “Fuck, do that again,” he begged. Brenden moaned and Stephen’s hips bucked, pushing his cock further into Brenden’s mouth. “Suck me, Brenden, please. I want to cum in your mouth, on your face. Please, baby, just let me cum.” 

Brenden loved making Stephen crazy with need, begging him to do naughty things to him. Stephen was a professional at work but in bed, he was a wild little cat who soaked up all the pleasure Brenden handed out. “How bad do you want it?” He asked against Stephen’s cock, he never took his eyes off his man. He wanted to see Stephen’s reaction to the pleasure he gave. It turned him on. Brenden’s cock was hard and pressing against the zipper of his pants. But, he wasn’t ready to relieve the pressure, not yet.  

“So bad,” he whispered, his head was thrown back and his eyes completely closed.  

Brenden dipped lower, opening Stephen’s legs just a bit wider. He moved his underwear to the side and licked on his lover’s balls. Stephen hissed and shivered. His hands went to Brenden’s shoulders to steady himself so that he didn’t lose his balance. Brenden buried his face in the crease between Stephen’s leg and his testicles, inhaling his lover’s masculine scent. He groaned and it sounded like a low growl of an animal enjoying his favorite meal. He wanted more. Pulling away, “Sit down and lay back for me, Amante,” he instructed gently. Stephen eagerly followed his orders. Brenden missed having a lover that followed his instructions.  

Once Stephen sat down, Brenden finished undressing him, throwing his pants and underwear behind him. He bent Stephen’s legs and told him to hold them up. He grabbed him by the hips, pulling his lower half almost off the bed, letting his lover’s legs rest on his shoulders for support. Brenden dipped lower, lavishing his lover’s testicles, letting his tongue dip lower, teasing Stephen’s pucker whole. 

“Holy shit,” Stephen cursed and moaned.

His hips bucked but Brenden did not stop his teasing or his gentle assault on Stephen’s testicles. He fisted his lover’s cock and slowly jerked while his tongue curled around Stephen’s hole. He teased and pressed his tongue flat against his lover’s hole, breathing heat into it. Stephen clenched his ass together, trapping Brenden’s tongue. Using the advantage, he fucked Stephen with his tongue in tandem with his hand still jerking his lover’s cock. Stephen cursed, and started fucking his tongue, begging Brenden not to stop. He didn’t plan of stopping; not any time soon. He wanted to be balls deep in his lover as they came together. Right now, he just wanted to savor and enjoy giving his lover the pleasure he seemed to be missing for so long.  

Stephen’s needy moans pulled at him, his cock got harder the more Stephen fucked his tongue. Brenden released his lover’s hips, slipping his hands under his lovers’ ass, parting his butt cheeks. Spearing his tongue, pushing the lip of it slowly into the wet hot heat while running his thumb over the head of Stephen’s cock.  

“Bren…fuck,” Stephen whimpered and dug his nails into Brenden’s arms. He smiled, knowing that he was the only one that could make his lover feel this way.  

*** 

Brenden was the only man who could do this to him. Turning him into a puddle of goo in less than five minutes. His body knew and yearned for Brenden’s touch. Why he denied what he wanted for so long was a question he couldn’t answer. Because he needed Brenden. Stephen couldn’t take it anymore, he needed to feel his lover inside of him. To feel his wet heat coating his walls, claiming him over and over.  

“Please, Bren…” was all he was able to say. Brenden inserted his finger along with his tongue, brushing it over his prostate. He needed and wanted more. “More, please.” His hips had a mind of their own.

He fucked himself on Brenden’s tongue and fingers, feeling his orgasm ebbing to the edge. As if knowing exactly what was happening, Brenden pulled away from him, stopping everything abruptly. Stephen whined in frustration and anger at his lover. He opened his eyes to see Brenden staring down at him. His lips were swollen, sweat coating his broad, hairy chest.  Brenden stared at him as he finished undressing. Stephen licked his lips, admiring the man in front of him. The only man he ever loved and would love.

Fuck, he’s handsome and all mine.  

“Where’s the lube, baby?” Brenden asked, his voice strained, filled with arousal. 

It took a second for Stephen to answer. He stretched and reached under his pillow, and pulled out the bottle of lube he’d put under there earlier while Brenden was getting their son ready for bed. 

Brenden raised an eyebrow, “that sure about tonight were you?” 

“More like hopeful,” Stephen answered. He handed the bottle to Brenden who rested a knee on the bed and started caressing his legs. “I need you, Bren, I need you inside of me, now.” 

Brenden leaned forward and kissed one of his legs, licking his knee cap. “Roll over,” he rumbled. 

Stephen’s breathing became short at the command, he loved when he was able to let go of his restraints and let his bed partner take control. He rolled over, getting to his hands and knees before pushing his ass out for Brenden. He groaned when Brenden grabbed a handful of his ass, kneading it. Cold liquid touched the small of his back and dribbled down the crease of his ass. He felt a finger push in, stretching him again. The single finger was soon joined by another one.  

Brenden leaned over him, pressing his hot skin to his. “So fucking hot,” he whispered in Stephen’s ear. 

He couldn’t think when he felt another finger enter him and massage his prostate. He wasn’t going to last long. “I love the way your body feels underneath me,” Brenden said to him. His voice and breath were hot on his ear, sending tingles up his spine. “The way your body shivers every time I touch you.” He placed kisses on Stephen’s neck and shoulders leading to the middle of his back. Brenden removed his fingers and before Stephen could protest he felt the head of Brenden’s cock pushing into him. He pushed out and exhaled. Brenden rubbed circles on his lower back as he pushed in. They both moaned loudly when he was fully seated inside him. He was thankful that Brenden was a tender and tentative lover who paid attention to his body.  

He was patient and waited until Stephen gave him the ok to start moving. He slowly pulled out before pushing back in. It was maddening and erotic at the same time. Nails digging into his shoulder and hips. Moans filled the room as Brenden brought him to the edge each time titling his world and pulling him back before he jumped over the cliff. Brenden was the master of his body, giving him commands and rewarding him for obeying. His brain was clouded and his body weak with pleasure. Stephen grabbed hold of his cock and jerked it in the same rhythm as the cock fucking him.  

“Please, Bren,” he cried out, begging his lover to give him the release he needed.  

“Just a little more, baby.”  

Brenden thrust inside of him. His cock was relentless in its pursuit. He could tell Brenden was close as well, his cock grew larger and his balls tightened.  

“Now,” Brenden growled.  

It was all Stephen needed to hear. He called out Brenden’s name as cum spurted from his cock onto the bed and in the palm of his hand. Brenden roared his name, coming inside him, giving him the heat he wanted to feel so badly. He grunted, grinding his hips, riding out his and Brenden’s orgasm. They were both breathing heavily and Brenden was still inside of him. He rested his head on Stephen’s back. His arms were starting to get tired. Brenden slowly pulled out of him and flopped on the bed beside him. He hissed at the loss of his lover being inside of him. Brenden wrapped an arm around his waist, pulling him down beside him and holding him in his arms so that they were spooning. He kissed Stephen on his neck, his large hand resting on his baby bump. 

“Are you okay?” He asked. 

Stephen could only moan as his answer. He was sated and did not want to move. He yawned, he was tired from their activities of the day and of the night. Brenden chuckled and he sounded proud of himself that he was able to reduce Stephen to a puddled mess. He snuggled closer into his lover and closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep feeling safe in Brenden’s arms. 

*** 

They were sitting in the living room a couple of nights later watching another one of those badly subtitled Kung Fu movies that Stephen loved so much. Nicholas was already in bed or at least pretending to sleep. They had spent the day with the kid, taking him to the park or wherever else he wanted to go. Brenden had felt guilty for not being able to spend the past two weeks with his son and after he spoke to Stephen, decided not to send him to school that day. He had to admit he was enjoying the domestic side of himself. Other than making love to Stephen, being a father was becoming his new favorite thing. The day was perfect, except for the part where Paige showed up out of the blue. They were at the park and he was watching Stephen and Nicholas feed the ducks. He was chuckling at watching Nicholas chase one of the baby ducks when someone sat down beside him.  

The last time he saw her was the night she asked him to be her sperm donor. He’d put her out of his mind, and focused on his new family and trying to make things work between him and Stephen. He pulled out his phone and was snapping pictures of his son and lover. Capturing their smiles and laughter.  

“Do you know them?”  

Brenden looked to his right, for a second he didn’t recognize her. She looked different. Her eyes were bloodshot, red and puffy as if she was crying or hadn’t gotten enough sleep.  

“Paige, are you okay?” He asked her in concern. 

She smiled and brushed her hair from her face. “Yeah, just haven’t got enough sleep, that’s all.” 

That answered his questions. He studied her for a few seconds and wondered if something else was up with her.  

“You didn’t answer my question, Brenden.” 

He’d forgotten the question as he looked away from her and back to Stephen and Nicholas who were walking down to the garden. Nicholas was picking a few of the flowers.  

“What was the question?” He asked looking back at her. 

“Do you know them?” 

“Them who?” He wasn’t trying to evade the question. The park was filled with other people, and kids whose parents were watching them play.  

“The silver-haired guy and the kid,” she said. 

He wasn’t going to deny his family and saw no reason to answer her question, “Yeah,” he told her with a smile.  

“The boy looks like you, and I’m guessing the guy is the reason you couldn’t…”  

She didn’t finish her statement and Brenden looked back at her. There was something seriously off with her. That same feeling he had in his gut was niggling at him again. “Are you sure you’re okay?” He asked again. 

She didn’t answer him right away, just continued staring at him. Paige closed her eyes before getting up, “I will be,” she answered and walked away.  

“Hey,” Stephen said, getting his attention. He looked at his lover. “Are you okay?” 

“Yeah, I am,” he answered with a smile. “Are you ready for this weekend?” 

“No,” Stephen answered. “I can’t help the feeling that your mother hates me,” he said looking back at the television screen.  

“She doesn’t hate you,” Brenden tried to placate. “Angry yes, hate no.” 

“I find that hard to believe,” he sighed. “I don’t blame her if she doesn’t like me, Brenden. I kept your child away from you and your family but I thought I was doing the right thing.” 

He touched Stephen’s chin turning his face so that they were facing each other. “I told you that was all in the past, I’m not angry anymore. That’s all behind us.” 

Stephen rested his head on Brenden’s chest. He wrapped his arms around his lover and they continued watching the movie. This was what he wanted all along. A man that he loved and who loved him back. His hand slipped down to Stephens’s side. He touched his belly bump that seemed to be getting bigger, something he would not say out loud. He’d learned from watching Jaxson put his foot in his mouth too many times with Christen when he was pregnant. The only thing Brenden couldn’t understand was the weird combination of food and snacks that Stephen ate and enjoyed. 

 Who the hell eats doubled-stuffed Oreo cookies and Lucky Charms swimming in orange Fanta?  

Brenden shook his head and kissed the top of Stephen’s head. His breathing evened out and he knew his lover was asleep. He was about to reach for the remote but changed his mind, he didn’t want to disturb his sleeping lover. He relaxed back in on the sofa and listened to Stephen’s breathing that lulled him to sleep.