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Ira watched Brian sit up wearily and frowned at the tone the older male took. "Shut up, Brian" he nearly growled, sitting up and covering Brian's back with his chest as he enveloped the man in another hug. "It wasn't dumb." He admonished, pulling his arms tightly around Brian's waist and hooking his chin on the man's shoulder. "You're hurting. I know that. I can see it it plain as day," he murmured against Brian's ear. " Let me help you. Yes, I'm younger than you. I'm never going to be able to change that. But I'm not a kid. And I'm begging you, please let me try to take you're pain away. You don't need to suffer on your own. I'm here, I'm not gonna let you suffer anymore."
"If you don't want to tell me about it yet, I can't make you. But I'm not gonna let you pull away again. You need me. Maybe you haven't realized it yet, but you do. You need me. And you like me. All you have to do now is just let yourself have me. I'm here for the taking, Brian. Let me in. I can make it better. Just let me in."

Ira pulled Brian's fingers between his own, lacing their hands together where they laid on Brian's chest. "Of course I can be serious, Brian." He answered in a whisper, turning his face to kiss the man's temple. "I won't judge you. I won;t hurt you, Brian. Let yourself trust me, I'm not going to let you down. And whatever you tell me is not going to change the way I feel about you, or the way I feel around you. Okay? Please, just tell me. Let me lighten your load a little."

The boy let Brian have his hands back, but didn't release his own hold on the man, keeping his chest pressed firmly to Brian's back, and his arms around the other while he listened quietly.
He was quiet for a few moments after the story ended, then he took a deep breath a turned his face to press a kiss to Brian's neck. "You are so strong" he spoke, punctuating his words with tiny squeezes of his hold on Brian. To go through that, and come out of it like you did. You're incredible. And I'm so lucky you're letting me be here for you now. I'll spend the rest of my life making sure you never have to feel like that again," the boy promised without considering the weight of his words-the silent promise of forever there.

Ira shook his head, disagreeing with Brian's self assessment. "you're not a mess, Brian. Life is just messy sometimes. You've gotta let yourself breakdown sometime."
The older mans next words had Ira reaching a hand up Brian's chest to his chin, forcing the man to look at him. "Don't underestimate me, Brian. I'm younger than you, but I'm not some flakey kid. And what I feel for you isn't some childish crush. I mean...I'll admit that the fact that I can't be near you without...y'know...getting excited...is probably entirely because I'm a teenager and you're smoking hot" he grinned and stole a tiny kiss from Brian's lips simply because he could. "But even if sex is ninety percent of the time we've spent so far, it's only twenty or so percent of what I feel for you."
Ira ducked his he and kissed the mark he'd placed on Brian's neck earlier. "Are you going to get tired of me anytime soon? Because I've got to tell you, I'm not gonna get tired of you. I mean, I just discovered sex. You've got months of just showing me the ropes before we even get to the honeymoon 'gotta have you all the time' phase. So I sure hope you're up for it. Cause I'm gonna be wearing you out for a long time before this thing between us even gets going. "

"You're full of s**t," Ira teased, pulling Brian's head towards him for a kiss that wound up a little rough. "You don't just want to be steady with me because I'm an easy, clean source of sex." The teen smiled and slid his hands to Brian's waist again, his chin resting on the other's shoulder again as he peered down Brian's chest at his fingers on the man's shirt. "I'm not gonna hurt you, Brian. And you're going to be shocked at how happy I make you , once you give in and realize you like me back."
Ira held the older blonde for a short term before crawling out from behind him and off the bed. Reaching down, he grabbed for Brian's hand and tried to tug his lover off the bed and pull him towards the bathroom. "I need a shower." He announced, a sudden blush heating his face, "Err maybe a bath? A bath might feel good." Ira tugged again on Brian's arm. "Come with me. The least you can do is hold me while I soak. You're the reason I'm so sore and dirty anyway."

Ira grabbed for the hand he saw trembling and pulled it to him, pressing Brian's palm flat in the center of his chest. "Don't be scared, Brian. I've got you. You're safe." Ira dropped the hand, and instead moved his fingers to Brian's remaining buttons before sliding the undone shirt over his lover's shoulders. "My a** is on fire," he murmured as his slender fingers lowered to unfasten Brian's pants. "You taking me rough like that, I've never felt so...I felt like you possessed me entirely. You had total control, and all I could do was surrender to it as you took me. Good, Brian, it was hot. But you were so powerful," he slid his palms under Brian's waistband and began peeling the pants down the man's hips, "You, forcing inside, making me take it," the boy shuddered, reliving that moment. "It hurt, and it was perfect, and you made me yours." Ira smiled, holding Brian's pants for him to step out of.
"I'm going to make you mine someday." He announced, a mischievous glint to his smile now, "It won't be like that- rough- but it'll be important. And I'm gonna force you to surrender and give yourself to me."
The teen shrugged, "But today, I'm not taking that yet. Baby steps. Today, I'm making you climb in that tub. And then I'm gonna climb in, and we're gonna cuddle til the water turns chilly, and my butt feels a little better."
The smaller blonde began working on his own clothes, "So get your butt in that tub, Old Man." He teased, "I'm going to take care of you, Brian. There's nothing you need to be scared of with me."

"Ew, no, no sponge baths," Ira agreed with a chuckle as he approached the tub and carefully stepped into the warm water. The teen lowered himself slowly, wriggling a bit before he could find a comfortable position sitting with his back snuggled in to Brian's chest. The teen let out a happy sigh and tilted his head back, leaning it on Brian's shoulder as he looked up at the older blonde.
"I betcha I could make it sound sexy though," Ira grinned, forcing his voice into a lower, raspy register as he spoke against Brian's ear, "Me, rubbing those warm suds over your chest and legs....slipping down your stomach....lower....lower..." Ira couldn't finish the thought, he was too busy giggling.
After he settled down, the boy reached behind him for Brian's hands, "Gimmie these," he asked, but already had his fingers tugging Brian's arms around his own thin waist. "I like your hands, " He mentioned randomly, "They're strong, but soft, and narrow. They feel good."