<span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family:Open Sans">“Yes, lube. It'll make things easier on you. On the both of us,” Marcus answered, never one who much enjoyed fucking into anyone dry. The pull wasn't pleasant for him either, though he'd done it before just to exert himself over someone. That was different though. Marcus had wanted to hurt them, but he didn't want to hurt Luca. He wanted to do all he could for him. He was his boyfriend, and his pleasure was his responsibility too. His pain, as well. He saw Luca staring at the bottle when he'd brought it into the bathroom before shutting the door again.<br/>
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Marcus didn't let him focus on it long before he was touching Luca again, exploring his arousal. He gently encouraged Luca to the tub and watched as he climbed into it and settled slowly, pleasure written all over his face. Marcus thought he was doing well for himself, getting his young lover in the mood. Luca submerged beneath the water and Marcus was completely mesmerized.<i> Stunning</i>. He was moved completely to inaction for a moment before he stepping the rest of the way out of his clothing. His cock was fully engorged, red and impatient. Marcus would have liked to climb into the water, slick himself, and shove straight into Luca.<br/>
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Marcus thought about that, licking his lips, but he'd already made his promises and there was no reason to be hasty. There would be time for that, later, when Marcus and Luca were more in tune with one another's bodies. As Marcus climbed in, Luca was honest with him, making it clear that he was a virgin. He stood blinking, snapped out of his last for a second to focus on those words. That much more reason to take care of Luca. He didn't want his initiation into sex with a man to be unenjoyable.<br/>
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“I.. don't think I've had sex with a virgin since I was in college,” Marcus admitted, but that didn't mean he'd forgotten how to do things properly. “You don't need to worry. We'll take the right steps, and we'll go at your pace, not mine.” He could give him that, for their first time. Marcus might not always give him so many options, but if he wanted to really figure Luca's body out, he had to give him some semblance of control over how the night unfolded. Marcus was content and happy. On one of his highs, induced by his obsession with Luca. He wouldn't let anything ruin their evening.<br/>
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Marcus reached for the bottle of lube, taking Luca's hand again to squeeze a drop there, letting him feel the consistency of that brand in particular. Not too watery, but not too thick.<br/>
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“What do you think of that consistency?” he asked, wanting him to get a feel for it the same way he'd showed him with the wax. Better to demonstrate, he remembered. Better to let Luca be aware, rather than springing anything on him. He wasn't trying to be deceitful, nor trying to hide how he wanted the night to go. Luca wasn't pretending like he didn't know either. Marcus liked that, and he liked that Luca was hard even more. Marcus set the bottle back down, always carefully within reach, and then he poured Luca another glass of wine to sit beside him, only if he felt compelled. He poured himself another one as well, taking a swallow, but he was perfectly in control of himself. More in control of himself than he usually was, he found. Clarity, but all he could see was Luca there, naked and dripping.<br/>
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“My god, you are <i>perfection</i>,” Marcus told him as he closed the space between them once again, trapping Luca between him and the edge of the tub.<br/>
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“You know that I don't want to hurt you, right?” he asked, though of course experiences in the past might not have made that seem so. “I will make it feel good for you, Luca. We'll change it until I get it absolutely right. I want to know your body. I want to help you figure out your body. ” Luca would have to help him do that. So far, his body was responding, but they'd not started pushing into unknown territory.<br/>
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Marcus hands reached for Luca's legs, twisting until he was between them, holding the back's of his lover's thighs as he kissed him. His thumbs ran along the definition in the young man's lean body, tracing muscle patterns, feeling when he tightened, and when he relaxed. He let Luca feel him up against him, his cock pressed between their bodies, but he'd already told him that they wouldn't be going anywhere fast. That he had nothing to worry about.<br/>
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“You understand me right?” Marcus wanted to clarify, hoping nothing was lost in the translation, and if it was, he hoped Luca would ask. He wanted things to be clear for him, and he didn't want him confused. He wanted to be a good boyfriend, doing things the right way. He wanted Luca to love him, and to be all that he imagined they could be to one another.<br/>
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“You're everything I've ever wanted, Luca.” Marcus believed that deeply. He'd thought that before even really knowing Luca, and he wouldn't admit that even now, he just barely did. He'd already come into this with expectations, and Luca had nearly shattered all that by running from him. He wasn't running now though. He'd gone into the bath of his own accord, had actually been the one to suggest it in the first place. That made Marcus believe that Luca wanted the same things that he did. That he wasn't moving out of fear, but rather trust. Marcus would make Luca feel good for that trust, and taking that initiative in their relationship. Marcus interpreted his actions as willing, but of course, he didn't understand how he'd only given Luca unsavory options for non-compliance.</span></span>