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Warning! Chapter Contains explicit content. Do not read if you may be offended or do not like to read about intercourse between two males! Thank you
-DropKickNoseBleed
Only Hope- Switchfoot
That was rather to fast for his likings. Rowan opened his dull eyes slowly as Sven pulled away from him. Dim light in his bedroom, the sun was going down casting a rather beautiful light into the room casting shadows here and there. He closed his eyes again slowly feeling hands trace along his bear pale chest. Could he really trust Sven? He didn’t know how badly he wanted to just trust this man. Could he be the one who could maybe save him from his own self? He wanted his questions so desperately answered, though he knew that such a thing was not going to happen any time soon. A small shiver ran down his spine feeling a wet mouth against his stomach. “Sven… please… don’t.” He wasn’t certain about this… the thought of William always coming into his mind.
“Its okay, Rowan… Shh. Trust me. I won’t hurt you. I wouldn’t think of such a thing now.” Sven whispered his reply to the other male kissing his stomach again softly hands trailing down to his pants. He knew that Rowan wasn’t to sure about this; he couldn’t blame the guy either. He knew what had happened to him, but Rowan needed to know things now. He needed to know that these things could be pleasurable; he needed to know how he felt about him. He glanced up to him as he undid the button on his jeans; he felt him tense up but only whispered sweet words to clam him down.
He knew he had to be patient with Rowan; he couldn’t rush anything or force anything on him. Even though his own pants were tight and painful he wouldn’t just push him down and have his way. Rowan deserved so much more then that in his mind. “It’s okay…” Sven said quietly and slowly slid down his pants along with his boxers; down his lips and over his ankles. He tossed the clothing aside and looked down at him. “Gods… You’re beautiful.”
Rowan felt his cheeks heat up as he looked at Sven hovering only slightly over him. He couldn’t help but blush as the other looked at him. He hated to think that Sven was staring down at him. He was slightly even embarrassed by such a thing, forcing his legs closed almost immediately. “Sven- please no. Don’t do this… I-I’m not ready.”
“Rowan… you’re more then ready. You need to relax, trust me. I can’t tell you that enough. Don’t deny me now. I’ve only wanted you since I saw you.” Rowan heard the soft gentle reply in his ear, lips against his cheek then trailing down to his neck. The male gasped quietly feeling a hand against his arousal. Sven was more confusing then ever with his words and actions. He liked Sven, oh of course he did but he wasn’t sure if he liked this in the least. He didn’t want to be anyone’s toy. He didn’t want to be some easy fuck. Rowan bit down on his lip, turning his head to the side into a pillow, his whole body seemed to be shaking underneath Sven. He closed his eyes for a moment before opening them slowly. Something in Sven’s words comforted him. Made him want to think that he was right- Sven wouldn’t hurt him. He had to trust him now. Or there was really no hope if he stayed locked up inside of him self.
The sound of clothes being removed Rowan snapped his eyes back to Sven… he undressed rather quickly. He put a hand over his mouth and shook his head quickly. Sven was… clothing less… and he... He was... oh he couldn’t find a more blunt term then hard in his vocabulary. “Sven… I don’t know…” He muttered out looking up at him rather sacredly.
“Rowan…” Sven smiled and moved overtop of him, a hand resting against his hip as he kissed him softly on the mouth. “You’ll like it, you will… just trust me. It may hurt at first, but you’ll be okay… I’m not William.” Sven stated firmly and stole another kiss from the other male, smiling a bit as Rowan gave a small groan and leaned up into him returning his kiss. He pried the other mouth open with his tongue- hesitant he could tell but it wasn’t a few moments before the other reacted. Perfect, he would show Rowan that there was no pain in such things. He pulled away after a few moments licking his lips slowly. He tasted as beautiful as he looked, Rowan… he would not give him up.
Sven was right; he wasn’t William. William was locked away. Gone forever from his life. Rowan looked at him rather unsure before nodding slowly. Okay- he was going to try. There was no way he was going to be able to trust Sven if he didn’t let him into his life. Shun him out was something that he couldn’t do. Was it really so bad to just wanted to be loved? Did Sven love him? Or just like him? Or maybe was the male just using him? He didn’t know but hurt was something he was used to. He wasn’t getting his hopes up for anything anymore.
Sven smiled softly at the nod he received and leaned down to kiss the other male softly on the lips. It was about time he had gotten his point through Rowan. He watched the male curiously as he turned, rolling over so his chest was in the bed. That was the way William had done it huh? Taken Rowan and shoved him down into the bed while he raped the guy? Shame really. “No no no Rowan… not like that.” He said softly and turned him back over onto his back- only receiving a small confused look. “I like it this way…” He smiled gently and pushed Rowan’s hips up, hooking an arm under his knees as he lifted them up as well. “I want to see your beautiful face anyway.” He chuckled a bit and nodded, dark hair going over his eyes as he looked down. Ah so perfectly waiting for him.
“Sven…” Rowan whispered eyes closed as he felt something rather hard against his entrance. A small gasp as he tensed slightly, hands going to the sheets of his bed and clutching them tightly. “Relax…” He heard quietly in a whisper to him. “It won’t hurt if you relax...” He knew Sven was being patient with him trying so hard not force anything upon him. He nodded slowly and forced his lower muscles to relax. It wasn’t but moments later that his eyes were forced open by the feeling of the others manhood in him. He couldn’t help but tense up, biting down on his lip. He wouldn’t make a sound; William hit him every time he made the smallest sound. He couldn’t suffer such a thing now.
Sven looked down at him a bit unsure. He seemed, distressed. Rowan wasn’t nearly as tight as he imagined the male to be- but then again Rowan wasn’t exactly a ‘virgin’ so to say. No, he was more a victim of rape. He would change his views shortly on these things. “Relax Rowan… relax… you must. I won’t hurt you. If it starts to hurt too much, let me know. I’ll stop.” Rowan nodded looking up to Sven; he felt weird in such a position, but Sven didn’t exactly hurt him either. No, there was something different about this. It was like it was actually…… pleasurable.
The older male, which was Sven only by a few months, smiled softly and shifted his hands to hold the younger males hips delicately in his hands. He pulled back before pushing himself back into him gently, searching for that sweet spot that would have Rowan see stars. Now he was doing this for Rowan of course, but come on- he was a guy. He needed such things in his life and his buddy right hand didn’t have anywhere near this affect on him.
This was no where near William. How Sven could turn such a nightmare into this… he had no idea and would most likely never know. He reached up, wrapping his arms around the other and holding him tightly. “Sven…” He whimpered out quietly keeping his knees just above his chest as Sven had his own little way with him. He felt something else though, Sven went over one spot in him, and he couldn’t help the small sound that escaped his mouth, cheeks flushed slightly. This was something he wouldn’t ever forget as long as Sven stayed with him.
Harder with each movement Sven made into his body, faster and a pace soon enough. He looked up at him with bright eyes; there was no longer that hollowness they once possessed. Rather a more loving look. Sven couldn’t help but smile all the more. This was rather along the lines of what he exactly wanted- he wasn’t hurting Rowan and such a look he could die for. He pushed into him a bit harder, moving over his sweet spot again and receiving another sweet moan from those pale lips. He watched Rowan shake underneath him, the others manhood pressed against his stomach a bit. He wouldn’t be so cruel as to ignore him either. He reached a hand down and took Rowan’s arousal into his hand, starting to pump him at the same pace he was going, watching the younger male wither in pleasure underneath him.
He felt so odd, Rowan knowing that this had once been done to him, though not as nicely, but it had hurt. This was… so much better. He arched his back slightly, hips moving foreword each time Sven pushed into him meeting his thrusts more then happily.
The room was soon filled with pants and moans, a lovely sound for the both of them really. Sven would hold back his own release for Rowan, he was sure the male had never really had such a sweet thing in his life. He felt the body tense underneath him, causing the walls around his member to tighten all the more, a small sound escaped his throat glancing down as Rowan shook a vicious whiteness on his stomach and Rowan’s as well. He pushed himself into him all the way, small whispered loving words before he came deep into the other male.
Rowan moaned out, he didn’t even know his voice could get that loud. His whole body was shaking, was that pleasure that he felt? His breath came in more pants, a small gasp as he felt Sven remove himself. A feeling of emptiness washed over him due to that. He sighed contently closing his eyes and relaxing down onto the bed. That was it wasn’t it? That was never like what William had done. He didn’t bleed, he didn’t pass out… he even very much enjoyed the act. Arms went around his waist as Sven lay next to him and kissed his neck softly. “Thank you…” He whispered quietly.
“No Rowan, there is no need to thank me for such things.” Sven smiled softly, and then such a thing could really be done. Wake Rowan up from his own sexual displeasure and solitude. He figured that it couldn’t have gone any better really. He closed his eyes contently listening to Rowan breath. He must have fallen asleep for he heard no more words or anything. He opened his eyes looking down to the other male sleeping against him with his head resting against his own chest. He smiled running a hand through his hair. “You’re absolutely perfect Rowan…” He said quietly not expecting any reply really, but Rowan moved closer to Sven and smiled a bit. Heh there would have to be some changing of sheets tomorrow, but for now sleep was needed. He reached down and pulled the blanket up over both of their bodies and settled into going to sleep here.
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Sven awoke before Rowan did the next morning and smiled looking down to his sleeping form. That was about the only time he could ever see Rowan so peaceful he figured. He leaned over and kissed his cheek gently before slipping out of bed to let him sleep. He went and took a quick shower before calling his mother to let her know that yes, he was still and alive and he was fine. Staying at Rowan’s and helping him out. Of course the woman suspected something to be going on but she wouldn’t think that her oh so perfect son would ever be with another man. Of course not, besides Sven was such a good kid after all. His father would certainly blow a pipe if he found out about that one…..
-DropKickNoseBleed
