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Trying to do his best to please his boyfriend, Nathan still didn't complain despite the thrusts of the other's hips pushing his cock deep into his mouth but thankfully not passed what he had forced him to take earlier. Even if it wasn't exactly comfortable for him to take this much of his boyfriend there was no reason for him to complain or not to do so, after all he could tell that it was causing Lance a lot of pleasure and in the end that was really what mattered to him. What he wasn't expecting was for the hand in his hair to suddenly tighten and his head being shoved forward to the base of his boyfriend's cock. Instantly he struggled chocking around the other's cock as he felt Lance cum shooting his cum down his throat though some of it managed to trickle from his mouth and down his chin. He struggled to try to breath around his cock but it just wasn't easy, almost feeling like he would pass out soon if he didn't get some air, it felt like forever before the hand vanished allowing him to pull up and pull in a gasp of air.

 

His lungs instantly filling with it as he panted heavily, he was shocked by the sudden action and had not been expecting Lance to suddenly do so. Noticing his boyfriend licking his lips before a handful of his hair was grabbed and he was pulled up their lips connecting in a kiss, despite his shock he kissed him back only to gasp into the kiss when he felt Lance grab his cock and start to stroke him a soft moan escaping his lips. Struggling to try to figure out what had gotten into his boyfriend as he was suddenly pushed down on the bed watching Lance move over him he wasn't sure what he should think or even do though he whined when his nipples were pinched and twisted the actions a little painful even if still slightly erotic. His brain was struggling to figure out what he was supposed to do, trying to decide if he should just let Lance use him like this but it also came down to the fact that he didn't really want to have sex right now, he had agreed to the blowjob but that was all he had planned on giving up this morning.

 

"Lance, stop." he murmured as his legs were spread from his boyfriend's knees, aware that he had referred to himself as daddy and just confirming what Nathan had already been aware was about to happen. He wasn't ready to put out again already, his body was still sore from the night before and he was not up to going again, though he blushed a deep shade of scarlet when he was told he looked sexy chocking on the other's cock. Not sure what to make of the words, it seemed... wrong that someone would find something like that hot in any way and it made him wonder why exactly Lance seemed to enjoy it. The feeling had not been pleasant for him that was for sure, the lack of air was far from pleasant and neither was the feeling of his throat clenching around it as he chocked. Chocking on anything was an unpleasant feeling, being chocked by something he couldn't remove -thanks to the hand that had been gripping his hair- was even more unpleasant and had made him feel powerless.

 

That was a feeling that Nathan didn't like, he didn't like to feel like he wasn't in control of his life and though he knew relationships were about sharing control that was different. It was the tongue running along his neck that brought him from his thoughts as he glanced towards the older man with hesitant eyes, he wasn't sure what his boyfriend was thinking but something told him he wouldn't like it. So he tried to pull away from him, not because he didn't love Lance, he definitely did, but there was no way he was up to sex right now, and he definitely didn't want to see what the other seemed to want to do to his body considering his rough touches already.

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Hearing the moans come from his lover's mouth only proved to Lance that this would work out. He continued peppering kisses over his neck, going over the hickeys he'd made, while his knee rubbed against the other's groin. The man paused when he was told to stop, pulling away from Nathan's neck with a dissatisfied expression. "Why? I don't want to stop. I want to make you feel good again... You loved it last night, didn't you? Admit it, I made you feel amazing." He pressed further, without any intention to stop. "We already had sex, why are you hesitant about repeating it? You know I'm good. I know where to touch you to make you feel good." As if to emphasize, he leaned down, sucking slightly on his nipple, flicking his tongue against the erect tip.

 

Lance move his fingers from his boyfriend's cock to his hole, pressing against it, but not pushing in - he didn't want to do it without lube. "You're hard already anyway. This will be more fun than just jerking off." He murmured against his neck, having returned to sucking and kissing it. Would this be enough? Or would he be able to actually physically force Nathan to be fucked? He had doubts about that working out properly, seeing as their relationship was still fairly new. Moving his mouth up, he closed the distance between their lips with another kiss, in the meantime reaching over to the nightstand for a bottle of lube. It was placed conveniently close, as they'd used it just last night.

 

Slicking his fingers up with it, Lance pulled back, licking his lips once more as he looked down at his boyfriend. "I'll let you pick the position, though..." He trailed off, his lips pulling into a wide grin. If Nathan refused, it'd be plain, old, boring missionary style. Then again, all sex was good sex. Some sex was just... Better than good. Like the fucking right after you step inside, against the wall, still partially closed just because you couldn't wait any longer. Or the complete opposite - with a lot of teasing, with the other person tied to the bed, unable to move, just begging for relief, while you took your time exploring their body, teasing, but never going to the edge of climax until you're both too tired and hard to wait any longer.

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Nathan was having a hard time focusing with Lance's insistent touching of his body, despite having told his boyfriend to stop it seemed quite clear to him that he had no intention of doing so. The others mouth on his nipple just made him moan as his eyes drifting shut as he tried to clear his mind up enough to have a coherent thought. It was the fingers pressing against his still sore hole that helped him clear it enough despite Lance's insistence, "I know, but not today." He manage to get out try to shift out from under boyfriend.

 

Of course it felt good and he did find himself struggling to keep himself from giving in, he didn't want to have sex again today and he was determined not to give in this time. "Lance seriously." he added noticing that his boyfriend had reached for the lube that was conveniently close though he knew it was from the night before. Even when he was kissed he may have returned it but he was not giving in to him, not even when he was told that he could pick the position. The least of Nathan's worries was in what position his boyfriend fucked him in, it was more of making it clear that he still did not want to have sex right now.

 

He wasn't blind to the fact that Lance had already lubed up his fingers obviously just as determined that they did have sex as he was determined that they didn't. After last night he would have thought that would be enough for his boyfriend for at least a day or two, it seemed as if that really wasn't the case. He had never met anyone with the stamina that the other man had, and was trying to figure out how that was even remotely possible that anyone could have type of stamina.

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Lance was beginning to feel annoyed. "Why are you so difficult? I just want to make you feel good!" He exclaimed, grabbing his hands to pin them above his head. "You want me to be rough? I can be rough." The man added, pushing two of his fingers inside, holding the other down rather forcefully. "Come on, just enjoy this... You love me, don't you? This'll make me really happy. I'll make you happy in any way you want later." He promised, thrusting his fingers deeper inside, trying to aim at the prostate. Ahh, this was so exciting... He'd have Nathan under his control entirely. All to himself. Gods, this would be so much fun.

 

Lance leaned down, pressing a longer kiss to the side of his neck before biting down at the same place. "If you really love me, you'll let me do this. I'd do anything for you." He whispered, thrusting his fingers a bit more aggressively. Thing was, he really would do anything for Nathan - anything to get to own him entirely. He'd buy him an island if that was what it would take. Or... He'd just rape him over and over again until it became normal for them. Then it would be perfect. If there was no more struggling against sex, no more 'not today' - just mindless obedience. A little cute pet of his own to fuck whenever he wanted. Nathan would get his own collar and leash, probably with his name encrusted in a name tag. He'd be spoiled completely. And all he wanted in return was his body.

 

"Doesn't this feel great?" He asked, just before pushing in the third finger, pushing them in to their knuckles. "Your body feels so good..." The man exhaled in amazement, pressing a kiss to his nipple, still holding his hands pinned above his head with an almost bruising grip. Oh, Gods, he couldn't wait to fuck him properly again. Maybe he should just forget their plans and spend the day fucking Nathan until he was too tired to resist. Then fuck him again, and take pictures to keep for later. Now the real fun started. It was a bit sooner than he expected it to be, but what could he do? He really, really loved Nathan.

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Nathan hadn't expected him to grab his hands and pin him down when he had refused telling him not to day, flinching as the two fingers were shoved inside of him and he was pinned down unable to do anything as they moved inside of him pushing deeper and deeper. He knew where Lance was aiming for and when his fingers hit it a gasp escaped his lips and his back arched, it was painful though since he was still sore from the night before and he still didn't want this to happen as he whimpered turning his head to glance at the wall. "Lance, stop. It hurts." he gasped trying to squirm out from under him but finding that it wasn't easy to do especially with his hands pinned above his head the grip itself painful.

 

He felt a tug at his heartstrings when Lance told him if he loved him he would let the other do this, he did love Lance, but... he just didn't want this, not today. The fingers inside of him were moving harder now and he groaned as his eyes drifted shut keeping his head turned to the side as he tried not to really think about it, 'This has to be some bad dream.' he told himself. As much as he didn't want to admit it, it was starting to feel good once the initial discomfort and pain disappeared after being entered again so soon. The addition of the third finger made him whine, it was the feeling of the other man's lips on his nipple that brought the first moan from his lips as he pulled in a rather shaky breath.

 

As much as he wanted to deny things his body was reacting to his boyfriend and giving him away, that didn't stop him from tugging against the grip on his hands as he finally managed to find his voice again. "Can't we just... do this tomorrow?" he asked his voice close to breaking. His nerves felt like they were on fire and his breathing had certainly picked up from the pleasure that was managing to shoot through him with every hit to his prostate.

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Lance completely ignored Nathan saying that it hurt. It was supposed to hurt, but soon it would hurt in a very good way. It didn't seem like his boyfriend was fully into it just yet, however, but there were the occasional moans coming from him, so not all hope was lost. His grip on the other's wrists only tightened when he tried to squirm away. Oh... This was so exciting. Lance could feel his cock throbbing from his own actions, his head filled with incredible pictures of Nathan, begging for his cock, to be fucked - the opposite of what was happening now. He was sure they'd reach that point as well, perhaps sooner than he hoped to, which, honestly, would be so great.

 

"We'll do this tomorrow too, if you want. I want to do this today, too." Lance replied huskily, pulling his fingers out with a small smile plastered on his face. "It's not like you don't want this too. You're completely hard. You love my touches. I can make you cum... Why the fuck would you not want this? Come on, make me happy... Call me Daddy." He pleaded, positioning his cock to the other's entrance, slowly pushing inside, groaning in pleasure at the tightness that welcomed him. Oh, Gods, this felt so good...

 

"Fuck, Nathan, I love you so much..." He groaned out, beginning to thrust into him, slowly but surely. He was still holding his hands above his head, his other hand moving to his hip to keep his legs spread apart for easy access. "You're so beautiful... I want to have you all to myself." Lance moaned, speeding up gradually as he continued whispering how much he loved every little feature about Nathan into his ear, giving it the occasional bite or lick. Lance loved this, so why wouldn't Nathan? He aimed each thrust into his prostate, his breathing becoming heavier as more and more pleasure washed over his body. This was incredible. He loved this. He never wanted it to stop.

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The feeling of Lance's hand tightening around his wrists when he struggled and squirmed underneath him made him whine softly as his eyes locked on his boyfriend, silently begging him not to do this. Nathan was aware that unfortunately this wasn't going to stop, that Lance was going to get what he wanted even if he had to take it against his own will, which made Nathan wish even more that this was just some bad dream. The fingers were pulled out and he watched as Lance pushed his boxers down to reveal his hard and throbbing cock, Nathan felt his throat go dry and for a moment despite opening his mouth wanting to argue he couldn't get any words out. It was when Lance said they could do this tomorrow to but he wanted to do it today that Nathan finally found his voice, "That's not what I meant!" his voice almost sounded like he was begging and he hated how desperate it sounded.

 

There was no escaping as his boyfriend spoke, telling him how he liked it and how he was hard, it made Nathan blush and he stuttered some incoherent response about how he didn't like it but his body was reacting to something out of his own control. It made no difference, Lance was pushing into him not even a minute later and he gasped as his back arched followed quickly by a whine as his eyes drifted shut the entrance of the other's cock only managing to make him hurt once more just when he had hoped that the pain was over. The thrusts that started after made him struggle once more, but he felt the other's free hand go to his hip to keep his legs open for the other, which did not make him feel any better about what was happening. He had never thought that Lance would be the type of guy to just take it if he wanted it, it had never occurred too him that he would ever have to worry about this happening when he truly loved the person he was in a relationship with.

 

His mind kept trying to rationalize what was happening, kept trying to tell him that there was some rational answer and that it wasn't what he knew it really was. It came down to the fact that deep down Nathan knew that Lance was raping him, but he tried to say it was anything but, even if he knew he was lying to himself it seemed a lot easier to handle than the truth of it all. Each thrust hit his prostate head on making surges of pleasure shoot up his spine to counteract the pain of being fucked again so soon after the rough sex they had the night before, his body was quivering from the mixture of pain and pleasure as it tried desperately to figure out which one was stronger than the other though it seemed perfectly balanced. It didn't stop him from trying one last feeble time to get Lance to stop deciding to appeal to him in a different way by referring to the older man as Daddy in the hopes that might get through to his boyfriend. "Daddy... please stop." he pleaded despite figuring at this point it was to late, his body was starting to enjoy it more, he could feel himself being pushed towards his climax but it came down to the fact that he had not wanted it.

 

His body was starting to tense, heart feeling like it was trying to escape his chest as it painfully beat against his rib cage, breaths coming out in sharp pants. His body was flushed and he knew it was only going to take a few more thrusts into his prostate to send him over the edge, he just kept telling himself it was almost over, that it was going to be over soon and then he could just pretend it had never happened. Eyes drifting shut he turned his head back to the side trying to just hang in there until Lance was finished with him, he was sure that it wouldn't be much longer, just a few more minutes at the most or at least that was what he was hoping.

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Oh, fuck. The desperation in Nathan's voice made him feel completely crazy. He wanted to hear that more often. He wanted to hear his lover beg... He wanted to make his lover into his pet, into his slave. The other sounds that Nathan made - the whines and occasional moans - they sent shivers down Lance's spine, making him take in a shaky breath every time. This was so exciting! The last drop was Nathan calling him Daddy... It was just what he'd asked for, albeit not with the phrase he wanted following after. Though that didn't matter. The point was, he'd forced Nathan to call him Daddy. And it sounded amazing.

 

"Don't be mean to Daddy... We're both close to coming... Why would you want Daddy to stop pleasuring your body now?" He purred, his thrusts only becoming harder, more aggressive with his newfound lust. The man leaned down, pressing his lips against Nathan's before removing his hand from his wrists to grab his cock instead, pumping it in sync with the thrusts to make sure his lover came as well. "I love you... So, so much..." He whispered lovingly against his neck, low moans slipping past his lips as he made a few more hard, deep thrusts and released inside, flooding Nathan's body with his seed. Before pulling out, he made sure that the other had climaxed as well - he did want for both of them to feel satisfied with this, after all...

 

"See? That felt great, didn't it? If you hadn't been such a tease, you could've ridden me..." He trailed off, pressing another sweet kiss to Nathan's lips, savoring the taste of them. Lance was back to his soft, caring persona now. "I suggest we take a quick shower... Then we can pick out when to go to the movies and leave a few hours before that for shopping." He spoke, gently caressing his lover's hips, slowly kissing down his chest to his stomach. "I can't get over how gorgeous you are, my love..." He breathed out, moving back up to lightly kiss his nipple. He truly seemed to be in awe when looking at Nathan's naked body. "You should be a model... Though perhaps not. I'd like to keep your beauty all for myself." He laughed softly, pulling back to look at the other with a soft, loving look in his eyes. No one would even think that this man could rape somebody - and yet, in his head, he was replaying it over and over again. It wasn't the sex that excited him the most... It was the fact that he'd gotten it by force. There was nothing better than that.

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The change in Lance's thrusts, coming with more force and more aggressively made Nathan wither beneath him struggling to pull in a single breath as he tried to stop himself from climaxing right there. He couldn't for the life of him figure out why the rough pace turned him on the most, or why his body was struggling not to climax and show just how much he was liking it as he grit his teeth back arching as a silent cry parted his lips. It was to much, and when his wrists were released just for the newly freed hand to grab his cock made him whimper before a moan tore from his throat as he was pushed so close to the edge knowing it was only going to take one more well places thrust mixed with the strokes to bring him off. Sure enough that was all it took, as he felt the older man release inside of him that was what it took for him to cum as well, his insides clenching around the other man as he felt the hot seed filling him making him moan once more eyes falling shut as his body fell limp his breaths escaping in sharp pants.

 

Nathan was only briefly aware of what Lance was saying, mentioning them taking a quick shower before deciding on a time for the movie and leaving a few hours early to go shopping. In all honesty he wasn't sure he was even up for that anymore, not after what had just happened but it was almost as if the man that had just fucked him -and against his will he might add- had vanished and was replaced with his caring boyfriend that he loved so much. Highly confused he just returned the kiss, he was utterly exhausted again but pushed himself up a groan being torn from him as he leaned forward to remove some of the pain in his freshly fucked ass, it was definitely tender even more so than it had been and he briefly wondered if he was ever going to get a chance for it to not be tender anymore.

 

"Let's just shower." he urged as he met his boyfriend's gaze, he loved Lance and yet his heart ached trying to figure out how his boyfriend could go from one person to another so quickly. A moment ago he was pinning him down and raping him, and now he was acting all sweet and loving like nothing had happened, it was all confusing and Nathan struggled to figure out what to do. 'Maybe I'm going crazy...' he thought to himself as he moved to get up, his legs felt weak as he stood beside the bed a groan coming from him once more as he stretched his aching muscles, his body tensing a little as he stretched his back. Running his hands over his own body and becoming even more aware of the bruises that had been left on his hips from the night before and the hickeys left on his neck made him sigh before he glanced back at Lance. Giving his boyfriend a small smile in the hopes that he wouldn't realize that some doubt about them had set in he spoke, "Coming?"

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Lance smiled sweetly at his boyfriend, letting him stand up and stretch. He'd get used to having sex often soon. All of his lovers did, anyway. Most of them didn't do so well after being raped, though, this was a nice surprise. It seemed like Nathan either didn't care that he was just raped - though that wasn't likely to be true - or he would pretend it didn't happen. Often his victims did that, especially since he was the best boyfriend ever afterwards. He'd make sure to pamper Nathan even more than usual, maybe treat him to a massage... Or do one himself, with candles and oils and everything. His boyfriend was sure to enjoy it, right?

 

Lance stood up himself, wrapping an arm around his waist with a soft smile on his face. He leaned down slightly, pressing a gentle kiss to his jawline. "I still can barely believe that you're this gorgeous." He murmured, lightly nuzzling his nose against Nathan's cheek in an affectionate manner before leading the two of them into his bathroom. Perhaps a bath wasn't a good idea in the morning. They could go with a simple shower. As they stepped inside, Lance pulled the other closer, gently cupping his cheek to press another soft kiss to his lips, savoring the incredible taste. His other hand was placed firmly on his lower back, making sure their bodies were close to one another. It was important to keep on showing affection, after all. He couldn't just discard Nathan, not yet.

 

Lance pulled back after a bit, offering the other a charming smile before turning on the water. "Is the temperature okay?" He asked, slowly running a hand down Nathan's side and hip. Quite frankly, he loved Nathan's body. More than other bodies, that is. It had those soft, subtle curves that were amazing to touch. He could easily imagine himself constantly having them to touch and stroke. It was incredible. "I'll give you a massage in the evening. You deserve it." Lance muttered out, winking at his boyfriend as he promised it.

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Following the other man into the bathroom Nathan stepped into the shower with Lance with little resistance, for a moment just standing there before he was pulled forward and against the other man. Eyes moving up to meet his boyfriends as their lips met in a kiss, he kissed him back even if he was still confused about Lance, he wasn't sure what to make of what had happened and if he should be afraid of upsetting him again to where it would happen again. 'Maybe it was just a one time thing... he probably just needed to let out some frustrations.' he thought trying to rationalize what had happened even if he knew he shouldn't be trying to make excuses for Lance and instead should by trying to get out of this relationship.

 

Nathan was aware that any relationship were rape was possible wasn't good for him, hell, it wasn't healthy for anyone to be in that type of relationship. Maybe that was why he was trying so hard to pass it off as if it was nothing, Lance was a great guy, the best boyfriend he had ever had and he didn't want this incident to be what separated him. 'I'll give him another chance. He really deserves it and I'm sure things will be better from this point on.' with that decided he didn't complain when he felt Lance's hand on his lower back ensuring that their bodies remained pressed against each other. "The temperature is just fine." he replied with a small smile, it was just right in his opinion, not to hot or cold. Letting out a soft pleased hum as he felt the other man's hand run along his side and hip he leaned a little into Lance, he really did enjoy being close to him as his eyes slipped shut for a moment.

 

Normally he would have spit out how he loved Lance in a moment like this, but after what had just happened those words did not slip past his lips. Instead he just allowed himself to enjoy their closeness and enjoy the fact that nothing more was coming from it, the mention of a massage later made his eyes slip open as he glanced up at his boyfriend, "That's not really necessary." he replied though he made sure his tone told the other man that he wouldn't mind one he just didn't really think it was something that needed to be done. It was partially because he wasn't sure if a massage from his boyfriend could stay as just a massage or if he allowed Lance to do it if he should be preparing himself for it to end up as something else in the end.

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Lance chuckled at the reply to his massage suggestion. "Mmm, I think that it is necessary. I absolutely have to pamper you now. You've been so good to me, after all." He smiled softly, pressing a feather-light, gentle kiss to the side of his stomach. "Before we get home tonight, then, we're gonna go out and buy some oils and scented candles, whatever you like. Maybe a bottle of wine for relaxation afterwards." He spoke, slowly trailing his fingers over his boyfriend's skin, gently massaging them into his flesh. Honestly, he didn't intend to rape Nathan again for a few days. He'd let the situation die out, he'd take extra good care of the man, and then ambush him with another ultimatum.

 

"Oh, also... You should probably move some of your stuff here. I'd love for you to spend some more nights with me." The smile that crossed Lance's face afterwards was the most genuine one yet. He seemed truly excited to spend more time with his lover, and he was ready to do whatever for them to stay together. The man let his hands rest on the other's hips, lightly rubbing circles into the skin as he leaned closer, pressing a sweet kiss to his forehead. "I'd make you breakfast every single day. Promise." He murmured playfully, kissing down to his nose, letting a quiet laugh slip past his lips. "Plus, I'd love to see you in hoodies and sweats. You're adorable right now, but with clothes like that you'd probably be a dream-come-true." He grinned, showering his boyfriend with compliments. He wanted to make him feel as good as possible.

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A soft sigh escaped Nathan when Lance said that he felt it was necessary, there was really no point in arguing about it no matter what he was going to lose anyways. He was either going to lose by just giving up on arguing about it, or because his boyfriend would make hi feel guilty if he didn't allow him to give him a massage. It did sound nice after all, and he was sure after the rest of the day he could use one, it was also sweet that he seemed so intent on doing so which honestly made Nathan feel better. It made him feel even more cared for if he was being honest, and after what had happened he knew he needed to feel that way not like he doubted for a minute that Lance cared about him. "Okay, I'll let you give me a massage later." he said softly leaning against Lance and resting his head on his boyfriend's chest, the soft sound of the other man's breathing and heart beat helped calm his nerves even more.

 

After a moment of just staying close to him he pulled back, "We should really get cleaned up so we can look up times for the movie, and also make sure that we can get that shopping done." he commented. As much as he honestly didn't really feel up to doing either right now it would be for the best in the end if they just went ahead and did it, pretending like what had just happened had never happened sounded like the best plan to Nathan. He tried to pull back and put a little more space between them, that way they could both wash up and get dressed but he was caught off guard when he was told that he should move some of his things over here because Lance wanted him to spend more time here. His wide eyes met the older man;s and for a moment he just speechlessly watched him before he managed to get something out, "I-I don't know if that's a good idea..." alright that was a rather shitty way of trying to refuse but he wasn't sure what he should say.

 

Though what Lance said a moment later did make him blush, he kind of liked the idea that Lance thought he would be cute in his sweats and hoodies, but at the same time he had a feeling that by moving some of his stuff over here Lance would feel like he had kind of moved in. That wasn't the impression he wanted to give, after all they have only been together for a week and that was kind of early to have him move in, even if only part time, at least he felt like it was.

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Lance's expression quickly morphed from a sweet genuine smile to a look of sadness and even betrayal. "Oh." He muttered out quietly, pulling back from him a little bit. "Okay then." He added, looking away. He'd seemed so excited about Nathan getting some of his things to his apartment, he truly, genuinely looked upset about him refusing. "Let's just... Wash up, then, I guess." He fully intended to act hurt and upset until Nathan felt guilty enough to agree. He wasn't usually one to rush things, but with Nathan he didn't want to risk him escaping. Plus, he seemed to be easy to manipulate, so why not use that?

 

Lance slowly washed up, looking over at Nathan with the same hurt expression as he turned off the water, offering the other his arm to get out of the shower. "Do you need help drying off?" The man asked, lightly running his hand over his face, pushing away the hair from his face before leaning down, gently kissing his forehead. "I'd do anything for you, Nathan." He murmured out, keeping his lips against his skin for a couple more moments before pulling back entirely. Lance grabbed two towels for them both to dry off, absentmindedly wrapping one around his waist after he was done. He was sure to act upset all day if that was what it would take. Or... He could bribe Nathan's renter and get him kicked out of his apartment. If Nathan didn't come around by tonight, that was what he'd do. Staying with him would be in Nathan's best favor, after all.

 

"I'll give you something to wear for tonight." Lance managed a small smile, although his sadness couldn't be hidden even by that. Quite frankly, he looked more like a sad puppy than anything else. Who knew he was so good at acting? It seemed like all he wanted was to be a good boyfriend and love Nathan in the best ways possible - preferably 24/7. Well, if everything worked out well, Nathan would become completely dependent on Lance... He was really rooting for that to happen. And he was sure it would. Eventually. He just had to wait for that glorious day to finally come.

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Nathan sighed when he saw the change in Lance, he couldn’t really blame his boyfriend for being upset with him especially with the crappy way he had refused, he should have just told him right out that he didn’t think that it was a good idea to so right now but had a feeling even that response would have brought on a similar answer. He wasn’t really surprised when he was told that they should just wash up, trying not to make it seem like he was bothered by Lance’s reaction he just nodded and agreed washing up instead and preparing himself for what awaited them later that day.

 

“No, I can do it.” Nathan replied taking the towel that was handed to him and drying himself off, he had no problem doing it himself and he knew that if he had to keep looking at Lance’s hurt expression that he was only going to feel even worse about what he had said. “I know you would.” he replied softly at the kiss that was pressed to his forehead, he knew that his boyfriend would do anything for him, it just came down to the fact that he wasn’t sure moving any of his things into Lance’s apartment was a good idea right now. It was still early in their relationship as it was, and it seemed too early to move anything into the other’s apartment.

 

“Okay.” Nathan looked over to Lance as he wrapped the towel around himself, considering that he hadn’t gone home yet there wasn’t really that many options after all. “Are you okay?” he finally asked as he watched his boyfriend a slightly worried expression crossing his face, “I didn’t mean to upset you.”

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Lance wasn't even sure it was all acting by now. He felt genuinely upset about the possibility of losing Nathan. Not so soon, at least. He... He did want someone by his side at all times. Someone he could trust, someone who would love him no matter what - and Nathan just seemed like the perfect guy for that. He didn't want to let him go at all. When the other refused being dried by Lance, he felt even more hurt. There seemed to be a depressive aura around him by now.

 

When asked if he was okay, Lance paused for a moment, then looked up at the ceiling. "I just..." He breathed out a bit shakily, looking back at his boyfriend. There seemed to be tears forming slowly in his eyes. "I've had so many relationships that just... Didn't work out, and... I love you so much, Nathan, s-so I guess I'm rushing things... I just... I don't want to lose you..." He admitted, reaching up to wipe at his eye, making sure that no tears actually got out. Most of what he said wasn't even a lie, which only made it more believable. He would never let Nathan get away from him. Right now he was still letting the other decide to stay with him, but if he chose not to, he'd just be forced to. Lance would've preferred to have Nathan with him willingly, of course, but if it came to that, he wouldn't hesitate to do whatever it took to keep him from leaving.

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Nathan watched Lance as he spoke and he could tell that his boyfriend was truly upset which made him feel guilty, in the end he really didn’t want his boyfriend to feel this way. Frowning he tried not give in and tell the other man that he was going to move some of his things into the apartment, when it came down to it he knew he couldn’t give in or it would just make it look like Lance could guilt him into anything. Moving over to Lance he wrapped his arms around the other’s waist leaned up and pressed a gentle kiss to his boyfriend’s lips before he spoke, “You won’t lose me, it’s just too soon in our relationship for me to move anything in. I’ll still be around, and we’ll still spend time together.”

 

In the end he wasn’t really sure I there was anything he could say to make Lance feel better, it did come down to the fact that he wasn’t going to give in and just start moving some of his things into his boyfriend’s place. As much as he did love Lance, in the event that things didn’t end well between them he knew it was for the best that he didn’t just jump head first into things. Not to mention Lance had been right, things were moving really fast, a lot faster than he had to admit he was comfortable with.

 

“Our relationship will be just fine.” Nathan added giving a small smile trying to convince Lance that he didn’t have to move any of his things over in order for their relationship to work out. He just hoped in the end that his boyfriend would believe him, glancing down at himself he realized he was still only in a towel clearing his throat he spoke, “I suppose I should get into some clothes though… you know if you still wanted to do what we had planned.” he commented.

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Lance let out a soft sigh, letting the other kiss him. Why was he being so difficult? Lance just wanted the best for them both. Nathan would be happy here. The man ended up staying quiet, looking away slightly. He legitimately felt a bit hurt. Not even a bit, actually. This felt like Nathan was saying he didn't like their relationship. Little by little, Lance's thoughts took the better of him. Nathan wanted to break up with him already, didn't he? He was devastated and furious at the same time. How could he do this so soon?

 

"You could at least have a couple of outfits here. I'm just thinking about your well-being." Lance pressed on, gripping Nathan's hands into his own. "I'm not even asking for that much. Why won't you do as I say? You don't really love me, do you? I can't believe you're doing this to me." Lance spoke, and while he did come off as a bit angry, the sadness lying underneath was shining through. "Do you already have someone else you're seeing? Am I not enough? What do you want me to be? I'll do whatever you need to make you happy. Just tell me." He pushed Nathan against the wall, still holding his hands. "Do you want more from me? Spend more time with me? What is it that you want from me? What am I not giving you?!"

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Watching the older man for a moment Nathan realized that Lance seemed a bit quiet, just as he was about to ask him if he was okay his boyfriend started speaking stunning him. Glancing down at their hands when he felt the other grip his listening as he spoke, he wasn’t sure what to say, how could Lance think that he didn’t really love him? At the same time why was he bothered so much by the fact that he wasn’t doing as he wanted and moving some of his things in? Nathan didn’t feel like it was that big of a deal, and just felt like it was too early in their relationship, confused he didn’t even reply not until he was pushed against the wall his eyes snapping from their hands to Lance.

 

“I-I’m not seeing anyone else, Lance.” He replied trying to keep his voice steady but it was hard when his boyfriend seemed so upset, “You already make me happy… and you’re already giving me everything I could want.” He added trying to calm the other man down. Nathan couldn’t for the life of him figure out what had gotten into Lance, he couldn’t figure out why he was acting this way. Tugging against the grip on his hands his eyes locked on Lance’s, “I’m happy with our relationship now, just because I don’t want to move my things in doesn’t mean I’m unhappy or that there is someone else.”

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Nathan stuttering just fueled Lance's suspicions of him dating someone else while in a relationship already. He was nervous because he was lying, wasn't he? Lance's thoughts were taken over by anger. "You can't even bring over some clothes here? You're spending time with me here!" He spoke, his grip on the other's hands only tightening when he felt him trying to pull away. "If you don't want to move your things in... I'll buy you new ones." He decided firmly, looking right into his eyes. "You're mine now. I don't want to let anyone else touch you. Do you promise there isn't anyone else?" He asked quietly, although his voice was as firm as before.

 

Lance was going crazy thinking about this relationship. It had to work out perfectly. It had to end with Nathan belonging to him and him only. Others could only look at Nathan to be jealous of Lance. "I'll do anything to make you happy with me... You won't ever want anyone else." He muttered out a dark promise, his grip slowly loosening. "I love you so much. You can't ever leave me. I want to spend the rest of my life with you... Only you." He said, leaning closer to press a small kiss to the side of his neck. "And we'll be so happy together. Just you and I. Doesn't it sound wonderful?" Just as before, Lance's mood shifted incredibly quickly. It was almost like the short burst of anger didn't happen.

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Nathan was truly at a loss for what to do, especially when Lance pressed him moving just some clothes over, "Spending time not living!" he objected trying to talk some sense into Lance. Sure he was spending time here, but he wasn't living here, and thus even bringing over some clothes made no sense to him, if he was going to spend the night -and it was actually planned- then he could just pack some clothes for the night. He didn't need t move any here, and it seemed like he just wouldn't be able to get that through to Lance, especially if his boyfriend seem to think something else was going on. The other's grip tightening on his hands made him flinch a little, listening as he was told that he would just buy him new ones if he wasn't going to move any of his in only to continue to speak, something in the way that he said he was his made Nathan worry but he couldn't quite place it.

 

"There isn't anyone else." he replied his tone firm and final, he didn't understand why he seemed to think there even was someone else, would he really spend so much time with him -much less be talked into having sex with him- if there was someone else? He watched as Lance's mood seemed to suddenly switch a nicer side of his boyfriend showing up once more, confused he watched him, but even then he felt like Lance was taking this to fast, together forever? It seemed to early to be able to say that, even if Nathan really did like him there was not telling how long this relationship would actually last, and because of that he didn't comment on the words, instead he just stood there wondering what this really meant for them.

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Lance had already made up his mind about buying Nathan new clothes that he could keep at his place. It seemed normal for him to do that. If they ended up in a situation like this, where Nathan didn't have any clothes to wear, it would be nice to have some spare clothes. "Okay... I'll trust you." Lance muttered out when he was reassured once more that there wasn't anyone else. If Nathan wasn't going to tell him anything, he'd have to take extra precautions. Since he was going to buy the clothes, he'd probably implant a small microphone into each article so he would be able to keep track of everything that Nathan was doing. He was just worried... He wanted to know where his boyfriend was when they weren't together. That was completely normal.

 

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Lance asked as he pulled back, looking into Nathan's eyes before gripping his chin to catch his lips into a short, but deep kiss. "Tell me you love me." He muttered out, his voice gaining a hint of desperation. Nathan hadn't said those words in a while. It scared him. He would never let this relationship die. Even if Nathan ran away from him, he would find him and make him Lance's again. Well... That would happen either way, but Nathan's decisions would decide on how quickly that would be happening. If they were good to one another, it could happen gradually, perhaps even throughout years. If Nathan decided to end this, he would end his own freedom instead. Lance would keep him in a cute little cage until he was ready to obey and be his forever. That was all he wanted. To have someone of his own.

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Nathan felt a sense of relief when Lance said he would trust him, in the end he didn't understand why he would even think there was someone else to begin with. Especially since with how last night had gone, if there was someone else he absolutely would not have agreed to have sex with Lance, he wasn't that type of guy to go around having sex with multiple people. Nathan also wasn't the type to go around seeing multiple people either and honestly felt a bit hurt that Lance would even thing that he would, trying to pass it off as it had happened to his boyfriend before and so he was just worried he pushed the thoughts aside and instead focused on the fact that he was still standing in front of him not really allowing him to move from where he had been pushed.

 

Giving his boyfriend a confused look when he was asked why he wasn't saying anything he didn't answer right off, he wasn't even sure what Lance meant by that, what could he possibly want him to say? He returned the kiss even if he was still unsure where exactly he stood with him right now, when it was broken and he was told to tell him that he loved him he hesitated for a moment. It seemed almost strange to be told to say it versus saying it because he actually wanted to, but nonetheless he did as he was told, "I love you." the words were soft, not spoken nearly like he would have done if he had said them without being told, but loud enough for Lance to be able to hear him.

 

He was definitely feeling unsure about their relationship, today was making him question whether it was a good idea for the first time, he had already questioned it more today than he had ever imagined himself doing so. Lance seemed like a nice guy, but then things like earlier and then again just a moment ago happened that made him truly not want to be around his boyfriend, the rape he had tried to just ignore and pretend it didn't happen, but the way Lance seemed to so easily set off even by little things like moving some clothes over scared him. Even trying to rationalize it as past relationship gone bad he couldn't bring himself to truly defend his boyfriend's actions, something that made it even harder to stay with him.

 

Taking in a rather shaky breath he looked away from Lance and towards the floor, wondering if this meant they were good for the moment or if he should still watch how he handled himself. Deep down he felt like he should watch how he handled himself regardless of whether or not this moment was truly finished, he didn't want to see this side of Lance again but he still wasn't sure what he did to even bring it out. His simple objection had never bothered any of his previous boyfriends and he felt like he had the right to tell Lance no, but it seemed like every time he had told him no and not allowed his boyfriend to sway him things went downhill and fast. 'I can't keep letting him get his way though. It will just show he can walk all over me, even if I don't like this side of him I have to remain firm.' he told himself as he glanced towards Lance without really lifting his gaze from the floor.

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Lance didn't care how the words were said. He just needed to hear them. Right then and there. So he knew that they were still okay... Still together. That he didn't have to lock Nathan away just yet. "I love you too... And I love you the most. More than anyone else." He whispered softly, pressing a kiss to his lips before pulling back. With a look of admiration in his eyes, the man looked over his lover, trying to ignore how upset he looked. "I really do love you, Nathan. No one could love you like I do. You're special to me and I don't want to ever let you go. I'll do whatever it take to keep you to myself. So... You have to love me back. I'll be the best boyfriend you could have. No... The best boyfriend anyone could have. I'll treat you like a prince, because in my eyes, you are one. I don't think anyone else would be able to understand how... Extraordinary you are." Lance spoke quietly, with absolute endearment both in his eyes and his voice. He really loved Nathan. No one else could have him.

 

After his little speech, Lance finally took his boyfriend's hand and headed to the bedroom for them to dress up. He didn't want to let go of Nathan. Not now, not ever. Well... He had to let go of him, of course, for them to put clothes on, but after that he was sure that their bodies would connect once more. Lance gave his boyfriend a pair of skinny black jeans and a baggy sweater. He hoped that Nathan wouldn't drown in those clothes... He really should have some at his place. And he would. Lance could figure out his size easily and buy him clothes himself if it came to that. He hoped it wouldn't of course. He wanted to enjoy a shopping trip with his boyfriend. He didn't really know what style of clothing Nathan liked so far, so having him along when shopping would just make things so much easier.

 

Lance let out a soft sigh of satisfaction after pulling on a black button-up shirt on some blue jeans. He turned to his boyfriend, gently caressing his cheek before leaning in for yet another kiss. Lance was set on showing the other as much affection as he possibly could. Not only his boyfriend, actually. Everyone around them had to see that Nathan was taken. If anyone dared to flirt with his boyfriend... Who knew what could happen. Hell, Lance may even be mentally unstable enough to actually hurt anyone who dared to lay a hand on his precious lover. Nathan was supposed to be his, and only his. That was the only way for this damn relationship.

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Nathan listened as Lance spoke and the little speech actually kind of made him panic, at least on the inside, the way his boyfriend spoke about never letting him go, and no one loving him like the other did. It made him think that Lance was taking this relationship not just to seriously for the short time they had already been together but to far in general, it sounded almost... obsessive. Though he liked the idea that his boyfriend loved him and really wants to be around him this was become a bit much, despite that he didn't voice his concerns and instead allowed himself to be lead back into the bedroom taking the clothes that were handed to him and instantly pulling them on glad to be able to cover his body up a bit. Once he was dressed he turned his gaze back to his boyfriend and for a moment he was lost in how attractive Lance looked in the clothes he was wearing, though it was an outfit that seemed almost dressy or special to others was casual for the other man and it made it hard for Nathan to take his eyes off of him.

 

Clearing his throat he moved his gaze to his boyfriend's eyes and forced a smile, "Let's get going shall we? Some shopping and fresh air will do us good, and I really want to spend some more time with you." Despite what had happened his words were nothing but truthful, even though Lance had said and done some things that scared him, or made him question everything he knew about the other man he still wanted to spend time with him, if for no other reason than to just try to figure him out. After all, if this relationship has any chance of working out he was going to have to figure out how to keep the guy he had seen just a moment earlier from reappearing. He didn't like the person he had seen, and he refused to accept that it was anything other than just a fluke, finding some way to blame himself for how things had gone so far today and determined to try to make the rest of it go as flawlessly as possible.

 

Slipping his hand back into Lance's he tugged him out of the bedroom and down the stairs towards the front door, maybe he was a little to eager to leave the apartment but he really needed some fresh air. It also made him look forward to tonight, he figured after the movie he could say goodnight to Lance and return to his own apartment, maybe soak in the tub for along time and just relax, maybe even go to bed relatively early. It sounded nice to him as it brought a small smile to his face, he knew that Lance had said they would see what they felt up to after the movie, but Nathan was already set on not doing anything after but going home.

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