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Ulises smiled and slid next to Izzy, putting an arm around him as if seeking comfort. “Are you sure? You seem upset.”
Izzy couldn’t resist. He held Ulises close while telling himself it would be one last time. One last hug. “I’m sure. How are you feeling?”
“Dizzy lately. Don’t tell Easton. I’m not ready for the blood tests and stuff.” Ulises laid his head on Izzy’s chest.
Izzy was the one who started to sway to the music.
One more dance and then he’d let Ulises down easy.
“I’m sorry you’re going through all that.” He’d been sorry when Maya had been tortured by cancer too. Not that Ulises had cancer. As far as Izzy understood, the tumors were benign. But they could still grow out of control.
Izzy wanted to rip them out of him and fight every last one. They were monsters that didn’t have a right to take his boy’s life.
Izzy sighed.
Not that Ulises was his boy.
“I’m used to it.”
“Can I make you feel good?” If fucking Ulises was all Izzy could do to help, then he wanted to give him that. Even if it was one more time.
“How?” Ulises smiled up at him.
Izzy wiggled his eyebrows. “Have you been a bad boy?”
Ulises chuckled. “Very bad.”
“Then get against the wall.” Izzy nodded to the far wall where the shadows were deep enough for people to stay hidden but still give them the rush of a public setting.
Ulises’s pace was close to a run as he crossed the room to the corner. The space was never empty. They’d gotten lucky.
Izzy stalked him, growling when he closed the distance. He ran his hand down Ulises’ side to his ass.
“Let me see your pretty ass, baby.” One last time and then he’d stop calling Ulises his baby.
Ulises fumbled with the button on his jeans. He was thinner than he probably should have been. No doubt the effects of being sick for most of his life. Ulises’ ass still had a bit of padding, though. Much like the rest of him. The thinness didn’t detract from that, nor did the tumors causing it. If anything it spoke of his resilience, which made him even hotter.
Izzy pulled the lube from his pocket before moving his pants aside enough to get his cock out. “Do you need prep?”
“Maybe a little.”
“Are you okay like this? We can go to my place if you’d rather.” Izzy almost wanted him to say he wanted a bed. Izzy could have him all night. He could hold him while he slept. And then in the morning he could break it off.
“Just fuck me, Izzy.”
Izzy lubed his finger and stuck it inside. It was on the tip of his tongue to correct Ulises and tell him to call him Daddy, but he held himself back. He wouldn’t give himself that.
Ulises’ body was warm and inviting.
He pushed against Izzy’s finger and when he added another one, he moaned Izzy’s name. “Love when you’re inside me.”
There was that word being thrown around. Izzy almost walked away. But Ulises didn’t deserve it. He didn’t deserve for Izzy to break his heart either, but that was inevitable.
Or maybe Izzy wouldn’t break his heart. Maybe it was too much of a presumption that he would. If it wasn’t, he could do something to make Ulises angry. Words that would sever the bond that had formed. Something mean-spirited. An angry Ulises was a lot better than a sad one.
Izzy pulled out his fingers and put the rest of the lube onto his cock before pressing into Ulises.
Izzy loved being inside Ulises too. Not that he would say so. He thrust, wanting to get off as soon as possible and then get the fuck out of the club for a while. Maybe go for a long ride on hisbike. Anything so that he wouldn’t have to see Ulises’ trusting face.
