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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bfbfbf"><i>So that was what lube was</i>, Luca's face seemed to read.<br/>
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Now he had all the more reason to be scared when Marcus made it clear that his virgin state was something he experienced very rarely. Male virgins, like Luca, were few and far between. Marcus was trying to make what he was about to do, seem pleasant and fun, not painful for Luca. What Luca needed right now, was the lie detector test used on the Jerry Springer show, which constantly went off the charts when a person wasn't exactly truthful to the offended partner that they'd cheated on with someone else.<br/>
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<i>“You don't need to worry."</i><br/>
<br/>
Lie.<br/>
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<i>"We'll take the right steps."</i><br/>
<br/>
That was also a lie.<br/>
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<i>"We'll go at your pace, not mine.”</i><br/>
<br/>
Another lie.<br/>
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<i>Luca.</i> He had round eyes; colored such an intense shade of blue they almost looked as though they'd jump out of his face. His innocent gaze might have made Marcus believe that he could see into his soul, penetrating to the very core of his being. Luca had a face that would make Botticelli's angels cry in shame, lips looked so soft and moist that they left the men Luca worked with in the modeling industry wondering how they might feel against their own. Luca didn't have to wait very long for Marcus to join him in the bathtub, as Luca sank the edge of his upper teeth into a plump lower lip, the action undoubtedly sending a rush of blood to vital parts of Marcus' body.<br/>
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"<b>Oooh, kay."</b> Luca answered, an edge of apprehension creeping into his voice.<br/>
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Marcus must have noticed Luca's burnished brows furrow as they formed a question mark on his face. After Luca noticed the bottle of lube that he'd brought into the bathroom, he took a moment to explain what the bottle's contents were. Another learning moment was shared between Marcus and Luca, as Marcus squirted a little glob of it onto his hand so he could feel its consistency. Luca surmised the lubricant might be used for intimate moments mainly because of the racy picture on the label, not from Marcus telling him how much easier it would be if they used it during their bath.<br/>
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<b>"Very...good." </b>he gulped, as he answered Marcus, as another question formed in his mind. <b>"Is for massage?"</b><br/>
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Luca didn't have anything he could use for comparison's sake as he touched the clear glob of lube on his hand with his fingers, and rubbed it into his skin. It didn't feel much like massage oil, feeling a little sticky between his fingers now. Demonstration now complete, Luca observed Marcus as he refilled their wine glasses, taking a sip from his own as he stared at him with an enraptured gaze. Luca had paused briefly, dunking his head under the water to wet his hair. Barely a second had passed before his head popped back up to resurface, when he noticed the heated gaze he was receiving. It was so intense that Luca blinked, having to refocus from drowning in Marcus' pupils to seeing both his eyes at once.<br/>
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No one had ever looked at him like that before. But there was a word for that intense glow. <i>Hunger.</i><br/>
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Luca broke the line of sight first, picking up his wine glass to take a long sip from it before setting it back down on the bathtub ledge. He needed that dose of liquid courage to get through what was going to happen, whether he wanted it or not.<br/>
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<i>“My god, you are perfection. You know that I don't want to hurt you, right? ” Marcus asked.</i><br/>
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Marcus clasped Luca's ankles in his hands and parted his long legs slightly. His fingers circled one ankle with his right hand and rubbed the fingers of his left hand against the other ankle as he pushed his body between his thighs. He glided his hands up his leg, over the muscles on one cheek of Luca's ass, diagonally over his back, around one shoulder, and back down again without stopping in one long stroke. It was as though Marcus splayed his hands and closed them like the movements of a butterfly. Then he did the other side with the same long, sensual stroke.<br/>
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Luca felt like Marcus had placed him in some sort of trance, but it may have been the wine. Marcus fit Luca's body to his, clamping an arm around his waist to run his hand down his side. Luca shook his head to try clearing out the cobwebs, suddenly feeling like he was struggling to catch his breath. Marcus' body was so slick up against his, electric jolts of arousal shooting through him and down to points below. Marcus' kiss began softly.<br/>
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He continued to touch Luca's body until Luca's hardness pressed firmly against against his own arousal. Burning, that was what Luca felt, when Marcus' lips met his. It was as if he were burning alive, but it was a wonderful feeling. Warmth engulfed his body, drowning him in such bliss. The sensation was one that Luca had never felt before. Then Marcus wrapped his arms around Luca's waist, pulling his slick body closer so that they nestled together. Marcus' mouth pressed into Luca's, his tongue seeking entrance.<br/>
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It took all of Luca's resolve to keep from moaning aloud, and without a choice in the matter let Marcus in. Their tongues battled, their wet bodies grinding against each other in the huge bathtub. By now, Marcus probably realized Luca was enjoying the loveplay just as much as he was, evidenced by the hardness of his erect member that rubbed against his own. The need for oxygen forced them both to separate, though their arms were still wrapped around each other.<br/>
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<i>"Sim...</i><b>uh...yes. I understand, Marcus."</b><br/>
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<i>“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." he informed Luca.</i><br/>
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Luca looked at Marcus and saw his eyes filled with desire. Luca slid his hands down to rest upon his thighs, but Marcus needed an answer to his question or an acknowledgement that Luca had heard him. Luca seemed to understand, and Marcus kissed him once more. They would have plenty of time for Luca to learn how to do other things, but not for their first time together. Luca let Marcus turn his legs around in order to slide between his open thighs.<br/>
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Luca hoped Marcus would take time to think about what he was doing with him. He hoped Marcus would take into consideration how the dynamics between them would change. But above all, Luca hoped Marcus wanted to go slow enough to allow him to revel in this first discovery. Marcus wanted Luca to be an eager, giving boyfriend, a man that made him not want to relinquish any of the happiness he felt. Except Luca didn't share the same sentiments. With Marcus' arms wrapped tightly and possessively around his waist, Luca couldn't say what he truly felt.<br/>
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<i>“You're everything I've ever wanted, Luca.” Marcus believed that deeply.</i><br/>
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If Luca showed any emotion on his face that he was in disagreement or revealed feeling differently about Marcus' assessment of their relationship, no one would be the wiser. It was easier for Luca to yield to Marcus because he was too scared of what would happen if he didn't agree or comply with his wishes. After being chased and violently plunged under the surface of the frigid pond and choked by Marcus until black spots appeared in his vision, Luciano Mireles was terrified by the darker side of him.<br/>
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Worse yet, the alter ego playing tag team with the man that currently held him in such high regard, could instantly change his mind as mercurially as tomorrow's weather forecast. On one side of the coin, Marcus seemed to be the same charming, alluring and attractive man that Luca once went to lunch with, someone that he could have potentially fell in love with. On the other side of the coin, Luca had indisputable proof that Marcus' warm persona could quickly change to that of a cold, calculating sociopath in the blink of an eye.<br/>
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<b>"I glad, Marcus. I glad you want me. I want you."</b> Luca responded, hoping in his heart of hearts that his confession didn't sound rehearsed.<br/>
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<i>Heads, he wins. Tails, you lose.</i><br/>
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Marcus' wrath was something Luca didn't want to incur, playing it safe was a much better solution.</span></span>