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subjugating himself to Harry’s
unexpected dominance, thrilled at the chance to do so. Even with James it
wasn’t like this. It was as if Daniel had given up all control to his new young
lover, and in return he was getting the fucking of a lifetime.
    Harry’s other fist landed heavily on the ground and without
another word he began to fuck hard into Daniel, ramming him forward, forcing
his elbows into the hard ground as his hands fought for a hold on the slick
layer of leaves under his palms.
    It was exhilarating. Daniel cried out as Harry’s chest
pressed against his back, forcing him to bow down even lower, until his cheek
rested on the ground. Harry was hitting the sweetest spot inside, and Daniel
was shaking with his imminent release. He closed his eyes and stars danced
before him as he felt a wave of pleasure course through him unlike any he’d felt
before. He bit his lip and tasted the coppery tang of blood as his release
crashed into him. He had no control over it, could only lie there and take
Harry’s cock and his seed as his own orgasm went on and on.
    When it was over he was too weak to move. He didn’t protest
when Harry fell down beside him and then pulled him into his arms. He simply
lay in the leaves and the dirt and let this stranger hold him in a way he’d
never let anyone else do in his life. Harry was pressed against his back, his
arm around Daniel’s waist, his lips on Daniel’s neck as he murmured soft,
unintelligible words that made no sense and yet soothed Daniel all the same.

Chapter Three
     
    “Daniel,” Harry murmured, kissing his neck again, licking
the soft spot behind his ear, a spot he thought perhaps no one else had ever
tasted. This was heaven. He’d never known it could be like that. He’d fisted
his own cock a hundred times to fulfillment and never felt the way he had when
he’d come inside Daniel, Daniel’s cries of surrender in his ears as he pulsed
around Harry’s cock, lost in his own release. It had indeed been magnificent.
    He rolled Daniel in his arms until he could reach his mouth
and leaned down to kiss him. He’d never kissed a man, but he needed to kiss
Daniel as much as Daniel had needed to fuck earlier.
    Daniel turned his face away and shoved at Harry’s chest.
Surprised, Harry let him go and Daniel rolled away. He rose unsteadily and
stumbled over to a tree where he leaned against it as he tried to step back
into his pants.
    “What’s wrong, Daniel? Did I hurt you?” He scrambled to his
feet, yanking his pants up as he hurried over.
    Daniel laughed roughly. “Only in the best way.” His voice
was hoarse, from his cries during their love play, Harry supposed. He felt a
primal satisfaction that surprised him.
    He strutted over and leaned in to kiss Daniel and again, to
his consternation, Daniel shoved him away. “Don’t get sentimental, lieutenant,”
Daniel said dismissively. “It was only a fuck.”
    That took him aback. “It was a damn good fuck and you know
it,” he said, annoyed. “I may not have the experience to back that up, but I
still know it to be true.”
    “Every fuck is a good fuck if you do it right,” Daniel told
him, sitting now and pulling on his boot. “You gave me what I wanted. I’m sore,
used and satisfied, and for that I thank you. Good night and goodbye.”
    “Goodbye?” Harry asked incredulously as Daniel began to walk
away. He spun around, looking for his shako. When he found it he scooped it up
and on his head without a care for how it looked and ran after Daniel. He
caught up with him easily. “How can you just walk away? When will I see you
again?” He struggled to right his clothing as he kept pace with Daniel.
    “I rather think you’ll see me later today around camp,”
Daniel said carelessly. “After I get some sleep I’ve a few days to kill before
my next assignment, so I’ll be billeted here for the duration.”
    “That’s not what I mean and you know it,” Harry said through
clenched teeth.
    “You