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The whole thing about Rover, Luuk thinks, is that he’s gentle with people.
Gentle with Aemeath. With that junior of his, Mornye, and other students. He’s a favourite of the professors too, whenever he’s not rushing out of the classroom following a Wavelines message to help another unfortunate soul.
Even Luuk is allowed to bask in the gentleness of Rover’s being. At least usually.
The man isn’t so gentle now.
Rover smiles at him viciously, wiping the saliva from his lips, when he finally straightens up after finishing biting the bruises into Luuk’s throat and collarbone, the pedant he always wears neatly falling between the pectorals. He drags his neatly cut nails across Luuk’s chest, not painfully, but making sure they leave faint marks.
How unfortunate he missed the nipples, but the little tease probably did it on purpose.
Oh, how Luuk wants to touch him, grab him by the hips, kiss him until they’re both breathless, but his hands are expertly tied to the bed frame with a soft cloth, and Rover straddles his waist, making sure he cannot move, leaving him completely to Rover’s mercy.
Rover is the only person in this world that Luuk would allow to tie him up in the first place, and not fight back.
“What are you thinking about, Doctor?” Rover looks like a smug cat, with his half-lidded eyes and smirk showing off the teeth, voice slightly deeper than it is usually and full of sex.
Luuk doesn’t think anyone has a voice as sexy as Rover’s.
“What else, golden boy? About you.”
Sweat runs down Rover’s chest, and Luuk wants to lick it all off.
“Oh?” The man grabs the condom he left on the bed right after he tied Luuk up, and opens it with the teeth. “What about?” He asks almost breathlessly, but the doctor knows he’s just teasing.
“Hm. Wouldn’t you like to know?”
Rover laughs, and without even changing his position or breaking the eye contact, he grabs Luuk’s cock with those beautiful fingers, rough and calloused after centuries upon centuries of constant combat and wielding sword, and rolls the condom on, and it takes all of Luuk’s will not to whimper.
“You’ll tell me anyway, sooner or later.”
He grabs Luuk’s hair and he pulls.
“You’re so rough with me.” Luuk manages to get out around his moans.
The man leans down, and whispers into doctor’s ear:
“Only because you like it.”
He straightens up again, lifts himself and slowly sinks down on Luuk’s cock.
Rover is beyond compare, the most beautiful being in the world, someone who worked out exactly just what Luuk wants, what he needs, what he craves.
“You like it when I take what I want from you,” Rover continues, slowly grinding into Luuk’s cock without mercy, making the blond moan, “and you’re so willing to give it to me. Aren’t I lucky?”
If anybody is lucky here, it’s Luuk. This extraordinary man decided Luuk is good enough to be his friend, good enough to become his confidant, good enough to invite him to his bed, and the doctor will be forever grateful for that.
He’ll follow Rover’s wishes to the end of the world and back. Anything to make him even just a bit happier. Anything to take even just a fragment of his burdens away from him.
Rover starts moving slowly, softly ascending and falling, his hands on Luuk’s stomach to keep his balance. And he keeps that pace, going so slowly, so gently.
Oh, he’s going to make the blond beg for it, isn’t he? Well, Luuk is nothing if not obedient.
After all, like Rover said himself, he’s willing to give him anything he wants.
“Rover, please.”
“Please, what?”
“Move faster, please.”
Even when Rover isn’t gentle, he is not cruel.
“My good doctor.” He purrs out with a lazy grin and a deep red flush on his face.
Rover grabs himself in hand, and starts stroking his cock while he picks up the pace, mouth open and gasping, the other hand painfully digging into the doctor’s stomach which will definitely leave bruises, and Luuk is so close, so close.
Luuk starts lifting his hips too, fucking into Rover, not with a reckless abandon, but with calculated movements, so Rover doesn’t lose his rhythm or balance, or control, and the man allows it with an indulgent smile.
He wants Rover to pull his hair again. He wants him to bite into his skin, scratch him, choke Luuk with his cock, or better yet, fuck his face and using his hair as a leverage, make his scalp burn.
He wants everything Rover is willing to give him.
And just when the man comes, he leans down and bites, and Luuk is a goner.
His hips slam into Rover as he orgasms, while Rover’s hot semen lands on Luuk’s stomach. They stay like that for a while, breathing heavily, before Rover moves a bit higher, causing the doctor’s cock to slip out of him, grabs Luuk by his hair again and kisses him like there’s no tomorrow. When the man finally pulls out, a thin string of saliva connects them for a split second.
“Good?”
“Hmm,” Luuk hums while he still tries to catch a breath, and a content smile appears on his face, “of course.”
Rover gets off of him, makes quick work of Luuk’s bindings, catches his wrist before it can fall down completely on the pillow and he starts pulling him up.
“Come on, we should clean ourselves.”
“My, my, aren’t you just a slave driver. We could just stay in bed for a while before moving.” Luuk teases him, and Rover turns around to give him his most deadpan expression.
“If we did that, you know I’d fall asleep within minutes, especially since you’re like a furnace.”
“Can’t deprive the cat of his warmth, now can I?” Still, he obediently follows Rover.
He pulls the condom off, ties it up and throws it away into the trash bin in the small bathroom before he follows Rover into the shower, and finally puts his hands on the shorter man’s waist from behind, and lays gentle kisses on his neck.
Hot water hits both of them, Rover grabs a shampoo from the shelf, but when he tries to untangle himself from Luuk, the doctor stops him and embraces Rover a bit more possessively.
“Hey, we can cuddle in bed.”
“You said it yourself, you’ll fall asleep within minutes. Want to have my fill before you run off on another mad quest of saving everything that’ll stumble on your path.”
“Stop making it sound as if I work too much.”
“That’s because you do. I worry about you.”
Rover turns his head and leaves a soft kiss on Luuk’s lips.
“I’m not taking on my shoulders more than I can handle, I promise.”
“That’s not the point. I know you can handle it. Everyone knows that. But you need to take a break sometime in this century. Stay for a while. Don’t leave your cabin for a month or so, watch TV, or play games with your daughter all day long before she goes back to school.”
“Are those my doctor’s orders?”
“I would never force you to do anything you don’t want to do. However, you can think of it as your doctor’s recommendation.”
And Rover probably heard something in his voice, because he turns around, smiles and pulls Luuk down into a kiss.
“Hm, if you insist. Truth be told, my Shorekeeper has been trying to get me to take a break too. She even threatened to take away my admin permissions for a week just to get me to rest.”
“In that case, I rest my case.”
“Yeah, yeah, now release me, I want to get clean within this century too.”
Luuk laughs, but lets Rover go.
~*~
After leaving the bathroom and changing the sheets on the bed, they lay down facing each other.
Luuk grabs the covers and pulls them over, making sure they cover both men nicely.
Rover falls asleep almost immediately, and Luuk kind of envies the man. He’d love to fall asleep as fast too, however mild insomnia will probably follow him until the day he dies.
Truthfully, he doesn’t think Rover will be able to stay for more than a week inside his cabin. It’s not in his nature — whether because he’s been forced to never stay in one place, or because Rover has been like that since forever, is anyone’s guess, probably even for the man himself. But, even a week-long break will be sufficient.
There’s a weird feeling inside his chest. It’s as if something is coming, something huge, and none of them are prepared for it.
Luuk closes his eyes.
Hopefully, it’s just his paranoia.
In reality, he wouldn’t stay alive for as long as he did if he ignored his instincts.
~*~
Two weeks later, Rover leaves Lahai-Roi in such a hurry as if a Threnodian was hot on his heels.
Luuk won’t see him for the next twenty years.