Weak in the Knees Ch. 04 - Sex Stories

Weak in the Knees Ch. 04

... reference but mostly because Diego seemed to be feeling the same way he was. "I'm a little rusty at this relationship thing, but despite my brother and friends' joking, I have actually had relationships. It's just been a while. I really don't want this to be just about sex though, you know?"

"You? You've had relationships? What do you feed them? How often do they need to be let out to pee?" Diego joked, his eyes lightening slightly as he distracted himself from his ardor with that thought.

Zach laughed and pulled Diego closer as he replied, "Well of course, I took them for walks three times a day, and fed them a balanced diet, but gave them a little treat now and then for being extra good. A little bit of protein." Zach's silver eyes sparkled in his mirth.

Diego's eyes darkened again with desire as Zach pulled him closer. "Slut..." he said before kissing Zach fiercely. All he wanted in this moment was to be as close to Zach as possible.

Zach felt no need to dispute Diego's claim, as he had been a slut for a while now. All he cared about, though, was Diego's lips on his, and the feel of their bodies pressing together. Zach deepened the kiss, running his hands up Diego's back and to his shoulders. Diego moaned into Zach's lips and pressed himself closer, trying to eliminate any gaps between them.

When the kiss broke apart, Zach trailed his lips along Diego's jaw, to his neck and right to his earlobe, which he bit gently. "Should we go somewhere more ...

... private?"

"If you insist," Diego breathed.

Zach brought them back home, where Nadya was not at the moment, having let his mom and dad take her for the night to try and get her used to staying with other people again. When they got upstairs and into Zach's room, Zach pushed Diego up against the closed door and kissed him again, right back to the same intense feelings they had been at before. Diego pressed his palms against Zach's chest, feeling his taut chest muscles through the fabric of his shirt. Zach untucked the shirt Diego was wearing and ran his hands along Diego's skin underneath the shirt, loving the hard feeling of his muscles and how hot his skin felt under his cool fingers.

Diego pulled back a little, "Should we do this? The date was wonderful and very romantic, but aren't you worried about rushing into things?"

Zach bit his lower lip as he thought that over, resting his forehead against Diego's. "Yeah, I am worried. I'm mostly worried you'll get scared off if we rush things. I'm not afraid to admit that I'm falling for you, but you always seem to have one foot out ready to run for it."

"I've been hurt a lot," Diego responded, "but I promise I'm not running anywhere right now. I just don't want this to be a flash-in-the-pan thing, y'know?"

"I don't either," Zach admitted. "That's what's been so odd for me. Usually, I want to get someone to bed, and maybe I'll be happy to have them in my bed again, but it's not a serious thing. With you, though, it's less about ...