"I'll never stop loving you," Joel agrees, his voice hoarse. He's relaxing into this further, into the idea of Spencer like this, the idea of showing his husband just how much he loves him no matter what happens. Spencer can read his mind, he knows all the thoughts that have been going through Joel's head, how worried he was over the idea of Spencer thinking maybe he'll prefer him this way. It's actually quite beneficial, knowing Spencer can get into his head right now, knowing there's nothing between them at all, and it's not like Joel is capable of lying to him to begin with, but this is better. It's easier. This way Spencer just knows and so Joel feels all his worries melting away, especially as Spencer rolls his hips. A strangled sort of groan escapes Joel and he hooks one arm around Spencer's waist, realizing almost in the same moment just how much smaller Spencer is now. While Joel has always been thicker, Spencer is taller than him, but not anymore. At the moment he's much smaller, shorter and thinner, and when Joel wraps an arm around his significantly smaller waist, he realizes how much stronger he is.
It sends a thrill though him that he never would have expected and he tightens his arm and lifts them both, turning Spencer until he's on his back and Joel is hovering over him. He can feel the soft, smooth skin of Spencer's hip against his cock and he groans softly, pushing his hips down, rocking against him. "I love you, too," he breathes and he ducks his head, pressing kisses against the edge of Spencer's jaw and that's the same. It feels so similar, the perfect angle, the strong edge he's so used to and while it's missing the familiar rough feeling of stubble, it's close enough that Joel almost can't tell the difference at all. It's impossible not to notice the difference, though, when his hand slides down again, smoothing over one of Spencer's breasts. His mouth slowly follows the path his hand takes, pressing kisses against Spencer's collarbone and then the top of his breast, kneading it gently in his hand.
"I love you so much," he murmurs, his voice rough as he presses another kiss to Spencer's breast and the very thought should send him reeling, but it doesn't. Not now. He's too caught up in this, in being able to touch Spencer in another way and hopefully make him feel good. He's no expert in this, but he thinks he knows enough and can read Spencer's body well enough to please him, and his thumb sweeps over Spencer's nipple again before he lifts his head a little because he wants to see how Spencer reacts. His thumb and forefinger close down gently over his nipple and he tightens his fingers a little, pinching softly, wanting to gauge the reaction before he does anything else. He just knows how much he likes it when Spencer does things like this for him and he also knows a woman is far more sensitive to this sort of touch than he can ever be. It's an experiment still, testing things, seeing what Spencer might like and Joel watches with interest.
He'd meant what he'd said earlier, too. When he looks at Spencer, when he really looks at his face, he can see him there. It's different, of course, he's still beautiful, still incredible, but different. And yet Spencer is so clearly there in every expression. Joel can see it now. Maybe he couldn't at first simply because of shock, but now it's so clear and Joel watches Spencer's face with something bordering on reverence as he rolls Spencer's nipple lightly, his lower lip pulled between his teeth. He's here to show Spencer how much he loves him, no matter what happens. There's nothing that can stop this, there's nothing in the world that will ever scare him away or make him want distance. Nothing.
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Date: 2015-01-19 02:34 am (UTC)It sends a thrill though him that he never would have expected and he tightens his arm and lifts them both, turning Spencer until he's on his back and Joel is hovering over him. He can feel the soft, smooth skin of Spencer's hip against his cock and he groans softly, pushing his hips down, rocking against him. "I love you, too," he breathes and he ducks his head, pressing kisses against the edge of Spencer's jaw and that's the same. It feels so similar, the perfect angle, the strong edge he's so used to and while it's missing the familiar rough feeling of stubble, it's close enough that Joel almost can't tell the difference at all. It's impossible not to notice the difference, though, when his hand slides down again, smoothing over one of Spencer's breasts. His mouth slowly follows the path his hand takes, pressing kisses against Spencer's collarbone and then the top of his breast, kneading it gently in his hand.
"I love you so much," he murmurs, his voice rough as he presses another kiss to Spencer's breast and the very thought should send him reeling, but it doesn't. Not now. He's too caught up in this, in being able to touch Spencer in another way and hopefully make him feel good. He's no expert in this, but he thinks he knows enough and can read Spencer's body well enough to please him, and his thumb sweeps over Spencer's nipple again before he lifts his head a little because he wants to see how Spencer reacts. His thumb and forefinger close down gently over his nipple and he tightens his fingers a little, pinching softly, wanting to gauge the reaction before he does anything else. He just knows how much he likes it when Spencer does things like this for him and he also knows a woman is far more sensitive to this sort of touch than he can ever be. It's an experiment still, testing things, seeing what Spencer might like and Joel watches with interest.
He'd meant what he'd said earlier, too. When he looks at Spencer, when he really looks at his face, he can see him there. It's different, of course, he's still beautiful, still incredible, but different. And yet Spencer is so clearly there in every expression. Joel can see it now. Maybe he couldn't at first simply because of shock, but now it's so clear and Joel watches Spencer's face with something bordering on reverence as he rolls Spencer's nipple lightly, his lower lip pulled between his teeth. He's here to show Spencer how much he loves him, no matter what happens. There's nothing that can stop this, there's nothing in the world that will ever scare him away or make him want distance. Nothing.