Part 3

After seeing his clan and delivering the news to his people, at first, it was a tough transition for Thomas. For many of the Romani had not wanted to believe him, for he would not give up the "Death Knight" as his source of information. But seeing as how Thomas was constantly adamant about the safety of his people, they didn't give him too much of a hassle. It took a few months for the changes. While the changes at first were subtle, the knights making the Romani leave their usual spots then the bigger changes came. Threats of being imprisoned, rations of food they cooked being eaten by knights, and worst of all their hard-earned coins being taken from them! That never sat well with Thomas, so usually, with a slight of hand or with the assistance of his smoke powder that blinded those who didn't know how to guide themselves through it, Thomas would take their coins back while ushering his people in the many hideaways they had in the city.

Many of the Romani feared it was time for them to get up and leave, find somewhere new, but the Elders didn't want to, claiming it would pass while some claimed to love France too much to leave. Thomas was beside himself. For he wanted to leave for his people, but Adam... his knight. His heart clenched. He stayed out of the topic, always getting up and leaving when it was brought up.

Now it was nighttime, and Thomas was by himself with his black cloak drawn tight around his form, the hood up. He let out a shaky breath as he was walking by a building he became familiar with. The knight's barracks. His heart rate usually sped up crazily, for any knight could come out and assault him, but usually, usually only Adam came. Still, he feared. Knowing that now the Romani were being hunted even more, and Thomas more so due to his many involvements with many knight's "duties".

Soon, he heard footsteps join his, but he kept wary until he saw his own sash being held up by a familiar freckled hand. He turned, facing Adam with a warm smile. How was it, these midnight walks, their long talks, stolen kisses, and mere closeness, like the hand holding they were doing now, were all the blonde came to cherish so dearly? He didn't dare put his hood down, not while they were so close to the knight's commander's home and territory, but he swallowed as he clutched onto the knight.

"It's getting worse my knight," he murmured. "We're barely getting by, we're making ourselves scarce enough to survive. Yet your beasts still find us." Thomas no longer ranked Adam on the same level with the other knights, not when he constantly tried to help him and his own people without disobeying his own orders. He gripped onto the knight's hand, tightly until they were both in a place they deemed safe from prying eyes and ears.

Funny how it happened to be an abandoned Romani den that dwelled underground. Both had furnished it with lights, blankets for them to sleep upon (although they never did), food (that was mainly Adam), and things to entertain them (Thomas). It was here that Adam had also began to teach Thomas how to speak and read English. Now that they arrived, Thomas let his hood fall back seconds before he paced.

"Adam! Things… things are bad! My people are talking of leaving, and I, I, I…" he shook his head, stopping his pacing as he now stood still. “I can't go with them…” he finished off, now looking at his knight, hoping he could understand his turmoil like he usually did. What weapon had the knight pierced him with to make him want to abandon everything for him? Whose arrow or sword pierced his heart? What was he, an eighteen year old to do? Abandon his people for his one chance of love that may fail? Or abandon what could be his greatest love to his people that may not even make it?

"Adam… what am I to do? If they go, I can't… I can't… " His legs carried him over to the knight then, his hands cupping the freckled face, noting the way he was slightly tanner than the other, but not by much. "I can't leave you now," he murmured, voice a low whisper despite it being them two.

What Adam feared became reality. He remembered his discussion with his commander about the changes reagarding the Romani. But he didn't think they would affect the gypsies' life that much that they pushed them to the verge where they were left with two choices: starving and taking the risk of getting caught while stealing to be able to eat, or leave Paris. Adam didn't want that, because it'd mean Thomas would go with them. The knight was sure about that and each morning before getting out of bed he wondered if it was the day when he wouldn't find Thomas on the streets or meet up with him in their secret place. Each night when they agreed to meet near the barracks, Adam's heart was heavy until he spotted the familiar cloaked figure and saw the recognition in his body language when the knight showed the purple sash in his hand. It became his most treasured object. Often he had it with him hidden securely either in his leather sack on his waist or somewhere in his room at the barracks.

It reminded him of the petite blonde. Keeping himself to his word, he didn't try to come on to the boy, although it was killing him more than once. His darker side was lusting for him so badly when he was close, but he held himself and his desire back and settled with a few stolen kisses, hugs or having the boy sitting on his lap in their hideout. But tonight was different.

He saw and felt the desperation in Thomas' pacing and when he came over to cup Adam's face, the knight pulled him on his lap, wanting to comfort him the best he could. "I know, pretty. I know it's getting worse, and it's killing me that I can't help you better. You should somehow ease up on stealing back the money my knights take away, because they are getting angrier from that with each passing day. I'm worried they would put a bounty out on your head. Please, be more careful, Thomas. I don't want to have you arrested and executed. Romani rarely gets a trial now. They either cut off the thieves' hands or imprison them before the hanging. I couldn't bear to see you on the rope or your beautiful hands cut off," he murmured and took both of said slender hands in his to press kisses on both the back of them and into the dry palms.

"I know you are thinking of leaving with your people in case they decide to do that. Things won't get better... so maybe you should leave with them. I don't want that, but your safety and life is more important to me than my feelings for you," he looked into the familiar brown eyes, feeling his own freckled cheeks heat up a bit. He restrained himself from talking about his feelings for Thomas, because he didn't want to make the boy's situation even more difficult, but the more he knew the blonde, the deeper his feelings got for him, turning lust into love. And there was something in the air, like something was coming and the knight feared that he'd miss his chance to come clean to this strong and complicated being that was sitting on his lap like he belonged there.

"I'm in love with you," he finally confessed and averted his eyes. "I know I shouldn't. I know we are supposed to be friends, but I fell in love with you during these months and I won't be ashamed of it or hide it from you. It's just how it is. You don't have to say or do anything about it, I understand. I just had to tell you. I needed you to know..." he finished, his thumbs drawing circles on the smooth skin on the back of Thomas' hands, fearing what he'd see if he looked up right then. The usually strong and confident "Death Knight" was rendered into a blushing, vulnerable man by a blonde gypsy boy. How did this become his life?

As he sat in the lap of his knight, Thomas held onto the dark haired male, his soft hands tightly gripping onto the stronger ones. "Adam... you… you love me?" The blonde wasn't sure how to respond to that. Of course the two had grown closer over these past few months, but for the knight to admit that he loved him... Thomas swallowed thickly. How was he going to leave Paris now? How was he going to get by without his knight? He doubted he could live forever hidden down here or even with the knight. Looking his Adam in the eye, Thomas leaned forward and pressed their lips together, his body trembling with a wild passion that quickly overcame the blonde, much like their first night. For the first time, in their many kisses or touches, Thomas opened up the knight's shirt and pants as well his own. While their tongues danced with one another, saliva being exchanged between the two, Thomas laid back, pulling the knight on top of him. "Please, my knight… I… I know you won't leave with me… and I do not know how long I can stay… so please… " he blushed heavily. "I want to give myself to you."

The response he wanted to give the other man died in his throat. He wanted to say "yes, yes, I love you," but the next sentences that came out from that alluring mouth rendered Adam speechless. He could only watch the deep blush color the beautiful face and flawless neck, spreading down to the smooth revealed chest and the knight could do only one thing: follow Thomas' move so his bigger body would cover the gypsy's. "Thomas..." he whispered howering above him, searching his eyes but Adam could only find determination in them. He was sure and serious about what he was saying and Adam had to swallow hard, his whole body suddenly shaking with barely contained lust.

He's been waiting so long for this and suddenly it all seemed like a dream in the soft candle light of the hideout. One hand reached up to caress the long blonde fringe out of Thomas' face and he leaned down to press his lips against the other man's. He tasted just as sweet as on the countless times they had tasted each other. "You have no idea how much I've been waiting for these words. I'll treasure them for the rest of my life," he promised and then his mouth slid down on the boy's neck, kissing a trail down on the opening of his shirt. Fingers pulled aside the fabric so his freckled mouth could discover and excite the small and already erect nipples one by one. He coulnd't know if this was the only one time they could do this, so he wanted to cherish every moment of it. Not to mention, that he knew Thomas hasn't been touched yet so he wanted to give him all the pleasure in the world.

"You are beautiful..." Adam whispered, looking up at the flushed blonde. "I'll show you just how much I really love you," he whispered and then his hands pulled out the already open shirt from the boy's loose pants so he could kiss his way down on the pale stomach, tongue dipping into the cute belly button and teeth nipping along the waistband of Thomas' pants. Adam slid a hand on the growing bulge between the slightly spread legs and started massaging the blonde through the fabric.

The blonde, unable to contain his lust for the knight above him was trembling with wild need. His heart was silently breaking, as he knew now that he'd never be able to leave the streets of France. Not unless his knight left with him. As the dark haired knight began to run his tongue against his body (which by the way felt fantastic! [as if his erect nipples weren't a clue to how much he liked it]), the blonde was panting already, arching his body under those sinful lips and that talented yet wicked tongue. Thomas gasped and actually let a small moan pass his lips as the knight focused on the buds, licking and sucking on them, making them harder than he'd ever felt them before. How was the man above him able to give him so much pleasure just from this simple action?! The Romani had his legs easily spread, his constant squirming already making his pants slide down dangerously low on his hips, his hard cock clearly straining inside of them.

"Adam… please…" So many things he was wanting to say, but the words were just unable to be formed correctly due to their urgency to escape from his lips. "Please, Adam…" he groaned again, uncaring how many octaves his voice would rise. After all, it was just them who knew of this place. The blonde never wanted the sun to rise again; he never wanted this night to end. He knew he was ruined now, for now there was no chance that another could claim him. For no mere touch from another would feel like this, right? To have his inner-self panting along with himself, ready to offer himself like the finest dish for the richest kings?

"Please love me Adam… please make love to me…" Once he could, Thomas took off his shirt although his cheeks were covered in a wild flush as he did so. By this time, Adam had just happened to lick his belly button and it made him giggle, clench his tummy a bit, but the damn teeth made the blonde suck in a deep breath, the sudden realization that this was happening coming to mind.

A brief panic settled into his mind, telling him he needed to be on alert for his people, but then Adam was working those magical hands against his crotch, his poor cock twitching in interest as it was already weeping from the tip as they remained trapped inside of his pants. Needless to say, that panic that settled in had dissipated quickly. With a shaky breath, the blonde leaned up on his forearms, his eyes watching as the knight seemed delighted by teasing his body into hardness. When the knight looked up at him, Thomas swallowed but slowly realizing what the look was for, nodded and lifted his hips, giving his permission to the knight as he took his last few pieces of clothing off. If anything remained it was just the few pieces of jewelry around his ankles and wrists.

When skin finally met skin, Thomas was moaning instantaneously, arching and desperate for friction and warmth. How?! Why would his people deny this if it felt so good!? They hadn't gotten even to the main part, and maybe it was Thomas's virginal inexperiences that made everything seem heightened, but it felt so damn good. He was almost furious Adam hadn't kept trying that night in the forest, almost.

"A-Adam..." the blonde whimpered, pulling those black locks desperate to be face-to-face. So many new sensations ran through him and he didn't know what to do with them. He needed to see his knight, to know he was being affected too. That he was being wrapped up in the same spell as he. How was he expected to leave now!? They were going to need to have a serious talk. Still, that could wait. As he now was running his hands through the black hair that was as dark as the moonless night, even in their candlelit hideout, Thomas looked at his freckled knight, how handsome he was, and he almost let himself be overwhelmed with tears. He merely pressed their lips together, letting their tongues dance and tastes mix. Thomas now realized he felt like he found his soulmate while his inner-self felt as if they were finally coming home. It was as if their wandering was over… yet a sadness still lurked (although small), expectant of doom (and he easily ignored it for this one and rare moment).

"Please make love to me, Adam… and... and please teach me how to pleasure you," he murmured between pecks of their lips as his hands shakily began to tug off Adam's shirt.

Fully undressing the willing boy was something Adam wanted to do for so damn long and finally he got permission. The wait was worth it though, because the more of that flawless smooth skin got revealed, the higher Adam's hunger for the Romani got. His own dick was pressing hard against his undergarments and pants, but he forced himself to be patient. He knew that Thomas was untouched - a fact that only messed with his lusting mind even more - and he wanted to make this as pleasurable to him as possible.

So he pulled off the remaining clothes with practiced movements then crawled over the naked and beautiful boy to listen to his soft begging and give him the kiss he was longing for. He tasted sweeter than anything he’d tasted and he wanted it again, all the time. He didn't want to stop touching and tasting and worshipping this breathtaking being, but his desperate demands reached Adam’s ears and mind and he pulled back enough to kneel up and help the boy take off his white shirt, revealing a sea of endless freckles and pale skin in the warm candle light.

He didn't say anything with words, but his quickly darkening eyes told Thomas much more than what his mouth could as Adam next reached to unlace his leather pants and take it off along with his underwear until he was kneeling there in all his naked glory, long and thick cock standing proudly and wet at the tip from the desire for this boy. He ran a soothing hand up and down on a shaking thigh and was just drinking in the amazing sight. "You are so breathtaking... You have no idea what you're doing to me..." he whispered hoarsely, his hand sliding up on Thomas' inner-thigh to nudge it more to the side and expose his crack. Adam's lustful gaze darted down there as his fingertips lightly traced the virgin hole on the depths of his crack. He let them trace it, gently rub against it and while doing so he tore his gaze from there, impatient to finally bury himself in that hot tightness. "I'll make love to you now and give you so much pleasure that you'll never want another..." he looked into Thomas' brown eyes that were glistening with pure desire in the warm light.

After that he pulled his hand back and reached for a bottle of oil on the nearby table. He pulled the cork out and poured some on his fingers and the boy's balls, letting it slide down to his crack then his fingers were back, massaging the oil around and against the tight hole. "Just relax and feel... focus on me," he said softly as he leaned over him again while a finger started lightly pressing against the tight ring of muscles. He caught Tommy's mouth in a passionate kiss, pushing his tongue past his lips and when the boy got lost in the sensations, he slowly but steadily pushed one finger inside, lightly moving it around and fucking in and out of the trembling body. He wanted to take his time because he didn't want to hurt this wonderful boy.

Thomas shivered wildly as he felt Adam's naked body against his, the act in itself was so, so... different than anything he ever felt before. First of all, he never knew how heated and sensitive his body could get, as it seemed a blush was spreading wildly. Next he noticed just exactly what he was doing to his knight as that long and hard cock stood at full attention between his shaking thighs. He slowly reached down and gripped it, using the leaking juices from the tip to slick his hand, doing whatever he could to make his (what he was already sure was unpleasureable) strokes easier. The blonde chewed at his bottom lip or let out a shaken breath a few times, the nerves of being new and undesirable for the knight getting to him, but even so… he wanted to enjoy this moment. If only he'd stop thinking so much...

It didn't matter how much he thought though, because now his knight was taking his breath away. What was this? Murmurs of another? Why would he want anyone else? No one else could bring what Adam did… there's no one he wanted to share these moments with! With a quick and fleeting breath, he told Adam this, reassuring him that it was only him that was for the Romani boy. Now his heart silently ached at how his Adam wouldn't leave with him. He tried not to let it show though. Even now, now as the stronger male above him began to slick him up with... oil? What was…?

Any train of thought the blonde had quickly derailed and dissolved as the strong finger slid into his body, stretching him out. Gasping for air wasn't an option because now his mouth was pressed to Adam's, his tongue fiercely dancing along with the knight's own inside his mouth. He relaxed enough to miss that one finger became two, then two became three. He only noticed again when Adam pulled back to add more oil, the fingers now steadily fucking him lose, Thomas's body squirming and aching for more.

The boy's unsure hand on his dick surprised - nearly shocked - Adam and he couldn't stop a deep and loud moan to escape him. The touch was rougher with the lack of oil, but his pre-cum made the drag bearable on his oversensitive skin. The knight didn't mind, because it was much rawer this way. The uncomfortable feeling was overwritten by the fact that it was the gypsy boy's unexperienced hand on him and he found himself bucking into the grip around him, his breathing hitching and his eyes rolling shut from the nearly painful pleasure.

He opened his eyes to the reassuring words of the blonde that there wouldn't be anyone else. Knowing now that the boy wanted him just as much made Adam's heart skip a beat. Then they were kissing like there was no tomorrow, the boy's hand falling away from Adam's cock. He didn't mind that, because if he kept his strokes up, he knew he'd have come before he could even get near the beautifully stretching virgin ass.

The knight made sure to do a thorough job and he was fascinated by how greedily the boy's body was accepting his fingers. Soon he was fucking him loose with three of his digits and that's when he had to pull back and add more oil and watch the easy slide in and out. The desire that made Thomas squirm and arch and fuck his body down on the fingers was written all over his flushed face, pupils blown, wet and swollen lips parted and panting with need. He was the most beautiful thing Adam'd ever seen. He told him that as he screwed his fingers into him a few more times, brushing against that magical spot that sent a wild joy through the boy. Adam wanted him to experience that and when he slicked up his rock-hard cock and lined up to push the wide tip inside, his goal was to hit it with each stroke once Thomas got used to the stretch and feeling of being full of the knight's cock.

Thomas, feeling more than ready groaned and arched higher as the knight kept stretching his hole and slicking him up with the oil. His cock was aching for release along with leaking at the tip, just as Adam's was. The Romani believed his body was more than willing by now to accept what the knight could offer if it now put up little to no resistance, even began fucking back on Adam's fingers, trying to receive the best pleasure yet.

"P-please Adam... I'm ready. I'm ready," he begged when their kisses broke apart, wanting the pleasure the other male promised to begin. Deep down he was still apprehensive about it, but the way his body yearned for the primal need, it didn't matter to him so much anymore.

Now, as the blonde kissed Adam a few more times, growing more confident with Adam and now going at it like fierce warriors, both using their tongues to try and subdue each other as even still Adam stretched and fucked him with three fingers, the blonde was a shivering mess. The sounds of a constant wet squelch from his hole along with their moans and spit being exchanged just brought the blonde that much lower in his need.

When they broke apart again, the blonde had his hands on the knight's shoulders, his hand no longer stroking Adam's long cock, as they were now busy clawing into that freckled skin. The blonde couldn't stop panting and squirming once he laid back, Adam's fingers being the only thing he could focus on right now. Well, receiving the pleasure from Adam's fingers maybe. A high keen wail escaped his lips as Adam called him beautiful, and the blonde wanted to shake his head, tell Adam he was the beautiful one. Nothing but power and confidence, being more than handsome in this moment and demanding the attention just like the knight he was in the streets. The blonde couldn't find the words to speak though, his mouth gone dry, his lips doing nothing more than letting gasps of pleasure or a small groan escape him for the time being.

Then Adam hit something. Something on the inside of him with his fingers and Thomas was screaming to the heavens, bucking fiercely like a wild stallion. However it didn't happen just the one time, it happened every single time the knight above him ran his fingers over what he found. Every time the blonde caught onto the idea to ask what the knight was doing, sure enough Adam sent him into another frenzy of screaming and squirming from that magical spot being touched. The virginal boy now was displayed wide and open for the knight, begs for the knight to give him more of that magical pleasure being the only thing that could leave his lips, his chest was rising and falling with each gasping breath, his head tilted to the side -the right - as his eyes were closed, his hands gripping onto the sheets beneath them as his lower body continued to buck and writhe.

In this moment, Thomas was nothing but a mere phantom of his former self, as beforehand he'd follow his people and never let himself be touched this way… now he was begging for it. Even without realizing his mouth was moving or that Adam was actually listening and began to slide himself inside the blonde's hole with slow thrusts, Thomas still begged. How far has he fallen in his need? Finally, with his ass flush to Adam's hips, the freckled man's cock buried deep inside, rubbing against his inner walls, Thomas spoke briefly of the major chains that still plagued his heart.

"I'm yours Adam… Please don't leave me," he begged, now wrapping himself tightly around Adam, arms and legs, for their first mating.

Watching the boy fall apart under him from what the knight was doing for the very first time to him, turned Adam on so much more. He was sure that if he didn't hold back, he'd have come even before he could enter the squirming and already sweaty body. A body that was to die for. So tiny and tight compared to his much bigger and wider one. He loved the way Thomas was scratching at his freckled skin in his pleasure and how it was surrounding his throbbing and weeping cock with a slick heat.

"Just look at you..." he whispered hoarsely, propping himself on his forearms and placing them in a way that one hand gripped Tommy's bony shoulder and the other cradled his nape to keep his head in place, making him look up at Adam. "Breathtaking and so... so tight..." he groaned with pleasure and want and that's when he couldn't hold back anymore. He let the boy envelope him in the cage of his arms and legs and then the knight started fucking into him.

It was a heady feeling. All the waiting - the months - longing for Thomas was so worth it, because this felt even better than he could ever imagine. He moved slowly at first, listening to the beautiful and exciting sounds the boy was making with each move Adam made. Then his words registered and his expression softened further. The knight opened up - which he rarely did. Thomas was seeing a vulnerable and honest side of him that very few knew about and he lightly scratched the boy's nape to make him look into his eyes.

"I won't ever leave you. You are mine. No matter what the circumstances, you are mine. Forever," he whispered hoarsely and he meant it. He was madly in love with the gypsy and he couldn't imagine his life without him anymore. He didn't care what this love might bring on their heads. He just wanted to get lost in it, satisfy that urging dark need to possess this young boy. If he could, he would never let him out of his sight. And now he surrendered himself to Adam so beautifully it made Adam's heart clench and his thick and long cock fuck into him harder and faster, the slapping wet sounds making him go at it like there was no tomorrow. He could see and feel that the blonde boy could take it. He was so ready for this. So ready for the knight to claim him and that made Adam suck and bite on the plump lower lip, drinking in each sound of pleasure.

Breathing heavily as the knight above him slid in and out of his body, the blonde couldn't contain the gasp of shock from hearing those words. The knight's hand on his nape prevented him from turning his head each time, light scratches here and there to remind him to turn his head should the knight not do it himself, but what he saw in his eyes, that raw honesty... it shocked him a bit. He hadn't expected the knight to be so earnest in wanting him in as much as the Romani came to loving Adam. Of course, this felt right… this felt like what he had been searching for in a lover, he couldn't imagine doing this with anyone else… but even as the knight and Thomas began to move as one, their bodies meeting and burning up slowly together... the blonde's mind wanted to fight it, wanted to make him ask. He just couldn't be damned right now. Not with the way that hard and large cock began fucking harsher and quicker into him, making the blonde moan no better than a common whore, his entire body clenching around the male from this pleasure.

Sounds of their mating could be heard throughout their room, harsh pants… flesh meeting flesh, his cock leaking upon his lower abdomen, completely abandoned for now as he focused on the pleasure the knight's rutting gave him. When it registered Adam's lips were touching his, the blonde surged forward, attacking Adam's mouth with his own, his eyes closed as his moans and cries were now being swallowed by the other male. With a tentative hand, Thomas placed a hand upon Adam's chest, rubbing over his nipples until they hardened, then pinching the sensitive buds, knowing that was a stimulation for some.

The surprise was evident on the blonde boy's flawless and flushed face, but that look was quickly blocked when Adam kissed him passionately, swallowing each moan and cry of pleasure. He let the boy's shoulder go, but kept his other hand on his nape and slid his free hand down along Thomas' side and thigh to pull his leg higher up on his broad back.

That's when he felt those slender fingers starting to play with his pink nipples, making the knight moan back into the kiss and fuck faster into the boy. The new angle of his leg gave him better access and he managed to ram his dick against that magical spot with each long and hard stroke. He knew the boy would feel it for days and that's exactly what Adam wanted. He wanted Thomas to remember with each step who's been there - with whom he'd laid. To whom he belonged...

That thought itself made his hard cock throb and leak some more in the tight and warm body. "I want to come into you, love... Stroke yourself. I want to see you fall apart under me..." he panted on the wet and swollen lips, grey-blue eyes meeting seemingly black ones on which the golden light of the candles reflected. He was so beautiful that it was nearly painful for Adam to look at him, but he still couldn't tear his eyes away. The sight was burning into his mind, moving something deep inside. Distant memories, perhaps. Even if it didn't make sense at the moment. But he knew what Thomas needed and he wanted him to have it all.

Groaning louder into Adam's mouth, the Romani couldn't help the way he curled his toes from the constant pleasure over that damned magical spot being hit inside of him by Adam's cock. His hands were now clawing into the knight's chest, acting no better than the primal beast he once called Adam, more than sure that if his pleasure was stopped now (or anytime soon) that he would be no better than the mentioned beast. How? How had the knight done it? How had he changed everything for him?

Slowly pulling back from their kiss, yet staying close enough to breathe in the same air as him, Thomas began praising Adam, chanting his name over and over as he sped up his already wonderful thrusts, that now because of the new angle, came quicker and deeper. Wild trembles were running up his spine, lips swollen and bruised, the blonde's body sticky and slick with sweat, even his sliver of hair a matted mess. He was no longer the boy he once was and that was plainly obvious. It was clear now that he was the Knight's, for the blond could only focus on him and only him. Despite the fact that his own cock was leaking heavily to the point it was already making a small pool, Thomas only focused on Adam, the Romani was so lost in him and he didn't even know it.

"Yes! Please!" he gasped out when Adam mentioned coming into him. He had no clue what it fully entailed (after all, his people didn't talk about sex. They believed in holy purity until their wedding day), but he at least knew it meant them becoming one… well, he assumed it did. With a shaky hand (for he had never done this to himself even), Thomas wrapped his own hand around his cock and began to stroke like Adam instructed him to do. With a broken whimper, the Romani began to stroke in slow motions, not finding his hand very satisfying until a quick motion from Adam aided him in using the already leaking cum from his tip to make the strokes easier. Now the blonde was stroking in wild earnest, unbelieving in what he missed out on for so many years. He didn't care if his strokes were out of rhythm with Adam's thrusts, Thomas was now focused on finding his release, the damn tension high, the urge to come apart far too great. He couldn't focus on anything, nothing but Adam and coming. So finally, finally, when it became too much, the blond clenched around the knight's cock tightly as he came apart, his hand still stroking wildly as he came onto his chest, his body bucking and squirming, restless and wild as so many new sensations ran through him for the first time.

Shiver after shiver ran down on the knight's spine. His broad back and chest glistening with sweat over the sea of freckles and flushed skin, which was stinging lightly from the boy's scratches. He knew he'd have some marks the next day, but he didn't mind. It was just fair and he loved it anyways. He loved how Thomas was giving up all of his control and just let himself feel Adam and these new sensations. He was breathtaking in his rapture and Adam never wanted to see it end.

But the urge to reach the peak was getting stronger in both of them so when the knight noticed that the boy didn't stroke his own cock the way he was supposed to, he looked down between them and helped Thomas wet his palm and fingers in the pool of the leaked precum. After that the difference immediately became clear, because his voice got higher and the moans and disbelieveing comments came louder, urging Adam to fuck him as hard and fast as he dared, not caring about cramping, tired or shaking muscles or the sweat drops sliding down on his freckled skin or dropping on Thomas. He could barely breathe by then from the intensity of their lovemaking - no, it was more like mating, like beasts do and it felt amazing and mind-blowing.

And then a wrecked sound left the bigger man as he felt that wonderful ass tighten around him so hard it nearly strangled his painfully hard cock. He could barely hear the shocked and desperate cry of pleasure - although it was quite loud - because the blood was drumming in the knight's ears and feeling the blonde come all over them only made the haze in his mind thicker. His rhythm never paused or faltered - he fucked Thomas through his orgasm and then he let himself go too and with a hoarse yell his seed spurted from his cock deep, deep inside that sweaty body, shaking it with a few more rough thrusts as the world ceased to exist for them.

After his own release, Thomas slowed down his stroking, his dry mouth swallowing, trying desperately to regain the lost air into his lungs. The blond was clenching tighter and tighter around Adam, feeling much over-sensitized before he cried out as the knight finally stilled, making them both one. "Oh gods…" he croaked out with a shaky breath once the world came back to them. With every small movement, the Romani grunted and asked Adam not to move. Needing a moment to calm his body. With eyes closed, Thomas tried to focus on how it felt, how Adam's hot cock inside of him still felt.

Even in this moment, although his heart was filled with love for the man above him, the blond kept feeling a wild sensation of longing for the knight. As if already missing him. That was crazy though… Adam hadn't even left his body… yet the blond wanted to cry as if he was missing Adam. He blamed it on the new sensations that their first-time mating brought on with them and instead kissed his knight. The kiss was nothing short of love and admiration, one meant for lovers and not to excite. Thomas wasn't even sure he'd be able to go again so soon.

So with a deep breath, Thomas nodded and finally let Adam leave his body, all the tension that once possessed his body leaving like Adam's cock had. He now laid back like a sated kitten, although his body was now cooling tremendously. He shivered now from the sweat and their seed sticking to skin, but he ignored it for now as he ran his hand up to the highlighted scratch marks the freckled skin carried.

"I'm sorry about that… I… I didn't mean to hurt you." Thomas tried to sit up, but as with any virgin, when he tried to do so, he'd done it too quick and now he was certainly feeling it. "Oh gods…" he murmured into their sheets, after he turned onto his stomach, uncaring that the cum on his chest was smearing both on the sheets and his body. His backside was aching and it even though deep down he felt sated and tired, he knew he'd have to make the long trek back to his clan. For they were leaving soon... or at least that was the rumor among them.

However, as Adam came up behind him, working magic with his hands, Thomas gave into the administrations and that alluring deep voice. When all the newfound tension left his body, Thomas wondered… could he stay here… with Adam… even if it was just for one night? "Stay with me?" he asked, voice low, vulnerable and unsure.

The knight was reluctant to leave the small and still pulsing body even if his cock got sensitive meanwhile, so he tried to stay as still as possible to Thomas' request, letting him adjust and collect himself. Adam was watching him from close, searching his face for any sign of regret, but he luckily found none. He sighed with relief and when he was given permission, he finally slid out of him. Letting the blonde turn on his stomach Adam got up to search for a soft cloth which he dumped into a bowl of fresh water. He let it soak while he poured some of the same liquid into two cups. Twisting the water out of the cloth he walked back to the naked man.

As his eyes fell on the pale body spread on the sheets and furs, his heart clenched. Yes, he was so in love with the gypsy that he never wanted to leave this place. It was a first for him, because he always put his duties in front of his own feelings and needs, but this petite blond turned everything upside down in his life. Not that he minded it. He was happy despite the difficult circumstances.

Kneeling down he gave one of the cups to the blonde. "Drink," he instructed, knowing that Thomas' mouth was probably just as dry as his from all the panting and moaning. Adam quickly drank his own water then putting the cup aside he took the washcloth and gently started cleaning Thomas up. First his ass and balls then he carefully turned him on his side so he could clean his chest and flaccid cock too. Adam finished with his own groin then tossed the cloth aside to lay behind the other man. He wrapped him in his muscular arms under the blanket he put around them.

"Yes," was his answer to Thomas' question. Of course he would stay. He wanted - needed - to stay. Partly because he never felt the gypsy man so close to him before and partly because he had to make sure Thomas was okay after their passionate mating.

"You're not a boy anymore but a man. My man," he whispered into his ear then kissed along his neck. "I want to stay here with you forever. You put a spell on me and I have to stay. I want to stay to love you."

Happy, sated, and content, the blond couldn't and didn't fight the smile that placed itself onto his face. He hadn't watched what his knight was doing, but he greedily drank the water, only to end up letting Adam clean him up with the wet cloth. How did Adam know he'd build such a thirst or that they'd both need it? Then again... Adam was intelligent; he knew what he was doing. You don't become a knight by being stupid. He knew how to take care of him, Adam had always looked out for him long before they became one, Thomas just had not accepted it. His heart skipped a beat as he thought of all the traditions he just went against for His Knight, but then again, he couldn't find it in himself to regret it. He was happy, and hopefully, his parents would be happy for him too.

Giving Adam his now empty cup to set aside, Thomas turned whatever way Adam wished, hissing when the cloth felt too rough on still-sensitive skin, before he easily turned onto his back relaxed into the administrations. So his backside was going to be a bit sensitive for a little while, oh well. A pleasant reminder, he was already smiling and trying to inch closer to his knight. Now that he was clean and didn't have the drying essence of both of them on him (was it odd that he wanted to taste it? Should he ask Adam about that or would it be too impure?), the blond wanted nothing more than to curl up in his knight's arms. Thankfully, Adam could read his wants better than a book because even though Thomas could move, it would have taken him much longer than it took Adam to cuddle him up from behind. Adam was even kind enough to bring their blanket with him.

Turning in the knight's strong arms, Thomas now looked up at him, cupping his cheeks and silencing him with a gentle kiss. Something gentle yet innocent compared to the fierce claiming they had just completed. When he pulled back, Thomas chuckled, looking into those baby blue hues.

"You knew from the start didn't you? You knew I'd end up yours? That you would be my one and only… the only man for me," he murmured. After listening to Adam's ramblings about spells and staying forever, Thomas allowed himself to hope. "I will always be yours, and I will always love you. Forever shall I, Thomas Ratliff belong to you Adam Lambert," he whispered against the freckled lips, wrapping his arms around his Adam, needing him close despite the deep aches it caused in his body or the way it made him sweat.

Of course both knew that wasn't the case, both knew time was against them. Be it by the Romanis’ departure or Thomas's arrest. However, in this moment, the blond didn't care and wouldn't until his dying breath, for he knew his knight would always be there for him. Would do all that he could to make sure he was happy, safe, and loved. Thomas would do the same for Adam, of course.

Needing the other male close, Thomas burrowed into the broader chest, a bright smile on his face as he laced their fingers together, smiling happily. He was sappier than any woman, and he was happy! By gods, Adam was a talented man, even as he fell asleep in his lover's arms, Thomas wanted to learn everything he could to please him while time was on their side.

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