Page 106 of Damian & Jun, Episodes 13-16
Damian finished and held up the tail of the rope. A leash. Still at least a meter and a half long.
Jun dropped his eyes, flushing.
Damian pulled Jun up to his knees by the rope around his chest and kissed him, hard, on the lips, his hands dropped to Jun’s cock, playing with the swollen glands.
Jun whined into the kiss, pressing his body closer to Damian’s. He was bare, exposed, and on display. Damian was his only refugee.
“Can you walk?” Damian whispered.
Jun nodded. Words were beyond him.
Damian helped him to his feet. His shoes and socks were long gone. He flexed his feet in the leaves and dirt.
“I’ll carry you over the rough sections,” Damian said. He brushed leaves and twigs off Jun’s back and legs.
Jun nodded. Damian pressed more kisses to Jun’s neck, taking time to suck on the largest bruises. It wiped all thoughts of trails and sharp rocks from Jun’s thoughts.
Damian stepped back, the leash wrapped around his hand, shortening it. He tugged it once, just a little. Jun’s eyes widened and he stepped closer. That…he did not want to challenge that.
He shivered and pressed his face against Damian’s chest.
Damian hugged him. “Come, beautiful.”
The walk back was suspended time. Jun had little sense of it. His eyes were on the ground, watching Damian’s feet, still in their flexible running shoes, and choosing his own steps. Damian went in front, moving leaves aside, showing the safe ground beneath. It was slow progress, but Damian appeared to also have no sense of time. He paused now and then, letting them both drink water until they had emptied the second bottle. The world was still dreamlike. There was no reason to push beyond it. The ropes kept him drifting, even as he had to carry his own weight.
It was rest of another sort. He had no desire to rouse himself from it.
Pasture grass under his feet surprised him. He looked up. The barn was not far in the distance, beyond the fences. Jun took another step, touching Damian with his shoulders. Blood tingled in his cheeks. He glanced up towards the house.
“They’re in the barn,” Damian stroked Jun’s back and squeezed his hand. “At least Émeric and Collin are. Do you need to safeword?”
Jun ducked his head low and shook it. As embarrassed as he was, he trusted them.
“Then we’re going in.”
Jun nodded. He stayed close to Damian as they crossed the field and entered the wide doorway. He shivered as his feet hit the cement floor. It was cool, compared to the sun-warmed grass outside.
Footsteps from deeper in the barn came towards them. Jun glanced up. It was Richard. He dropped his eyes again, mortification flooding through him.
“Pup,” Richard said.
“Sir.” Damian moved close to Richard, leaving a little room in the leash. Jun waited, eyes on the floor. It sounded like they were embracing. It was only a moment but the loss of Damian right beside him was an eon.
Damian stepped right back to him and pulled him close, letting Jun hide his head. “Can you let Richard say hello, beautiful?”
Jun swallowed and let himself look at Richard again. The older dom was standing there, relaxed, in a pair of jeans and a red linen shirt open at the throat, sleeves rolled up showing his forearms.
He looked safe. Jun swallowed, trying not to cry again. He stepped forward and sank against Richard, the only way he could hug with his arms tied behind his back.
“Oh, brave boy, gorgeous boy,” Richard wrapped his arms around Jun. A moment later Damian was against Jun’s back, holding him.
Jun closed his eyes, soaking in the warmth, the strength, the overwhelming being-heldness filling him up till he was brimming with it. Above him there were sounds.
Richard was kissing Damian.
Jun smiled against Richard’s shirt. He stroked Damian’s chest with his fingers. It was all too much. He was dizzy with it. He let his legs bend and slid down between them to his knees.
Two hands came down, petting his hair and stroking his cheek. They tilted his face up and checked him. He blinked back mist from his eyelashes and smiled at them. And then they were crowding him in with their legs, their chests together, arms around each other, exploring each other’s mouths.
