Ezekiel was feeling anxious and a bit impatient. Stress always made him want to indulge, especially in the things that he shouldn't. They both knew perfectly well that they shouldn't but it was the main guilty pleasure that they had. Bitterness had seeped into Zeke's bones until he hadn't cared anymore. This made them feel good and they were far past the point of no return. All they could do was ask forgiveness and hope that would be enough. They weren't strong enough to fight it and both had likely accepted that. He could imagine no one else besides River. No wife later on. The thought of touching another person intimately repulsed him.<br/><br/>River, on the other hand, was perfect in every way, entirely familiar and entirely his. He'd made his desire known and arranged Ezekiel how he wanted him, open and splayed at the edge of the bed. He asked his forgiveness as he slipped slick fingers into Ezekiel. He adjusted, feeling River stretch him as he listened to his words. He ghosted his fingertips down the side of his cheek and then over his shoulder, trying to offer sympathy when he understood the conflict. River needed no forgiveness from him. Even when the two had hurt one another it had always been that way.<br/><br/>“Please, River,” Zeke urged, uncaring that he still felt tight. Any slight discomfort would help to humble him and he wanted to give River what he needed, especially after going on and allowing them to be trapped in this home together. Zeke reached between them to help River along so that he wouldn't have to touch and go forth with his sin all on his own. Zeke was encouraging it. With the oil, penetration was always tolerable and with a little effort on River's part, it felt good, no matter how the other sought to sate his sin.<br/><br/>“My vessel is yours to use,” Ezekiel told him raspily, moaning against the other's cheek as he pulled him in close, clutching his body. Pleasure built but River would know how he preferred to finished. Zeke couldn't always reach his peak the way that they were arranged now though they'd made great progress in figuring out what the other liked. It was sometimes convenient to focus enough to make it happen but when Zeke was feeling anxious he saw little reason to waste time. He was hard between them and would likely be achingly so before River found his release and Zeke flipped him over to finish himself off inside the other. Zeke was well disciplined in not touching himself. Father Lamont had punished them both enough for it and it was a lesson that had stuck but using River's body was a convenient loophole. It didn't seem as self-serving.<br/><br/>Zeke was panting when he reached for the glass bottle, trying to keep the noise down. It was easier in the basement. They didn't have to worry so much about being quiet as far down into the ground as they were but he wasn't sure how the noise would carry in the house they were in. He reached hands over River's back as he continued to move within him with ease now that he was warm and loose. He covered his fingers in the same manner River had and then eased them into his lover's entrance while the larger boy was still inside of him, reaching around their bodies to do so. Part of it was self-serving, another part of him knew that it had the potential to make it all that much better between them. Sounds would be more difficult to suppress but that was just another risk and they'd set up the dresser so it wasn't as if they could get caught in the act. Maybe guesses but they needed to see where they stood with these people anyway; figure out what the dangers actually were.<br/><br/>“I need.. you,” Ezekiel told him. “I love you so much.” Words he needed to say and things he felt River deserved to hear. They were each other's everything. His thighs clenched around River and he used his free hand to guide him in closer, as deep as he could physically manage. It wasn't about the physical aspect but simply knowing the River was reaching further into him than anyone. The sort of thing he never wished to share with anyone besides River. It filled his emotional needs and simply knowing drove his pleasure on.