More Than I Could Ever Give

I was met with the most delicious smells when I woke up. I could tell it was still early, and Percy was nowhere to be seen, but at least the smell of bacon through the floorboards told me exactly where he was. I shuffled out of bed just as I heard the sound of someone singing, probably the sound that woke me. I slipped on the Pikachu slippers and made my way downstairs. Full disclosure, I loved the slippers the moment I put them on, and Percy was not getting them back.

I silently took a seat at the counter facing the open kitchen, watching Percy behind the stove, earphones in and singing to himself. I didn't know how his singing hadn't woken me up earlier. He was singing pretty loudly, and in tune, mind you. He actually had an excellent voice, and I found myself smiling. Was there anything his mouth couldn't do?

"This time around it's not even about getting paid," he sang. I was a little taken aback at that. "I'm just an addict for the moment when the magic is made." I suddenly realised why he might be singing this specific song a bit louder. "And when you are who you are, who you really are, it can put you through hell. Spend a day in the skin that you want to live in, to see how it feels."

I continued to watch him sing along to the chorus Andy Grammar's 'Red Eye', at least until he turned around to grab two plates and spotted me at the counter, cutting his performance short.

"Fuck!" he hissed, pulling out his earphones and nearly dropping the plates. He looked up at me shyly, before he turned and scooped the bacon off the grill and onto the dishes. He then walked to me and set one plate down in front of me, keeping the other one on his side. "I kind of wanted to bring you breakfast in bed." He bent down and retrieved the cutlery and two glasses. "Sorry I woke you," he said, looking at me with a kicked puppy expression.

"I'm glad you did. Otherwise, I would have never known you can sing," I said. Percy snorted as I looked down at my pancakes and bacon. "Blue pancakes?"

"A little inside joke," he replied with a grin before taking an abnormally large bite of the flattened smurfs as if to show me how good they were. I took a cautious mouthful and found that they were indeed excellent. Percy smiled in triumph before turning towards the fridge and filling our glasses with orange juice.

"So what are we doing today?" I asked as he walked around the counter to sit beside me.

"Well," he said, reaching for his plate and pulling it closer. "After this, I'm gonna take a shower," he said, taking a sip of juice. "You are, as always, welcome to join me, you know." I cocked an eyebrow at him, pursing my lips. Really, I did love him, but I didn't know if I was quite ready to...well, be naughty with him yet. "Figured," he huffed, looking down at his plate.

"What do you mean by that?" I asked, and he rubbed the back of his neck.

"It's still going to be awkward between us, no matter what," he mumbled, letting his head fall onto the counter with a sigh.

"So your solution was to have sex?" I asked in confusion. "I agree it might be awkward at first, but we'll figure it out." He lifted his head just enough to raise an eyebrow at me. "You know, in time." He let his head fall back down onto the counter. "Why did you even offer, anyway? Because you knew I was going to say no?"

"What?" He snapped upright to give me an incredulous look. "I offered because I would like to be close to you again," he said, almost hurt. "What are you on about?"

"Well, you've been pretty much healed for a month, and you haven't offered once," I answered a little angrily. "You even turned me down a few times. How do you explain that?"

"Honestly?" he asked with a sigh, and somehow it made me even madder.

"No, please lie to me," I huffed, and he rubbed his neck, looking down at his lap.

"I was terrified," he whispered, and I did a kind of double-take, not sure I heard right.

"You were terrified?" I asked, and he nodded without looking up. "Of what?" He looked up at me, biting his lip.

"Well, the first night was more lust than anything," he said fidgeting with his hands like he didn't quite know how to express himself. "And then there was the incident, which meant we couldn't, and so we actually got to know each other." He was starting to ramble now. "And then I realised I love you and that terrified me because I've never been in love before," he ended, kind of breathless.

"But why would that stop you from wanting to have sex?" I asked, still confused.

"I've only ever fucked people," he blurted. He turned to look at me with a sad look. "I've never made love to anyone, and it petrified me," he whispered. "And now I might have lost the chance." He looked so broken it broke my heart.

"Oh, Percy," I whispered as I climbed off the stool and took his face into my palms. Then looking at him, I realised I didn't quite know what to say. All I knew is that I didn't like him sad. I wanted him happy.

I leaned in and kissed him, softly at first. He stilled for a moment before he melted into the kiss and the pure warmth he radiated had me slip onto his lap, wrapping my legs around him as my hands moved into his hair and I felt him wrap his arms around me. I pulled away to rest our foreheads together. I had missed this, him, way too much.

"You haven't lost the chance," I whispered, realising I was letting my hormones do my thinking for me once again. "Let's go take that shower." Maybe, just maybe, this was what we needed to get over the whole prostitute thing.

"You sure?" he whispered in response. Absolutely not, but you make me feel good, and I think this is what I want right now and I really want to get out of my head for once.

"Yes, Percy, I'm sure," I lied as I stood up, taking his hand to pull him after me. He was still eyeing me suspiciously as we slipped back into his room. "So, shower?" I asked, pulling my shirt over my head and making my way to the bathroom door.

"Hold up," Percy said, pulling me back by my hand. He had a strange look on his face as he bit his lip. "There's something I want to try first," Percy said softly, and I frowned at him. Was there really anything he still hadn't done? His eyes shot nervously to the bed and back. "Just promise me you won't freak, yeah?"

"That depends on what you're planning, Perce." He walked over to the other side of the bed, bent down and with the sound of something heavy dragging across the floor, my stomach dropped.

"No, Percy," I said, almost frantically. "There's no fucking way you're using any of that shit on me. I mean you used it on your clients," I nearly shrieked. He simply pulled out two pairs of leather handcuffs, threw them on the bed and pushed the trunk back under the bed.

"First off, everything in there has only been used on me," he said as he stood up straight. I backed away a little. "If the clients wanted something used on them, they had to provide it themselves," he said in a businesslike manner. "And second," he said as a very hot, very devilish smirk crept onto his face. "I won't be using them on you." He gave me a wink that shot straight to my groin.

Stop it, Grace. I chastised myself. He doesn't bottom. He's not going to let you fuck him. All reason left my mind as Percy pulled his hoodie and shirt up over his head, leaned down to take one of the cuffs and fastened it around his wrist, before leaning down and doing the same with the other cuff. I couldn't help but admire the expert movements of his hands like he's done it a hundred times...oh wait, he probably has.

"Percy?" I asked, but he didn't really mind me as he opened his bedside drawer and pulled out a tube of lube. He threw it to me, and I swear my mind short-circuited. He got up on the bed on his knees, fastening the other end of one handcuff to the headboard. Then he turned around onto his ass and amazingly attached the other one to the other side of the headboard one-handedly, and turned his eyes on me.

"Well?" he huffed after a moment of silence. "Are you just going to stand there, or are you going to fuck me, Grace?" As soon as he said it, I went completely numb. I stood there, watching him in complete shock, clutching at the tube of lube like a teddy bear.

"I...I...thought...you didn't...b...b...bottom," I stuttered out. A look of pure confusion crossed over Percy's face.

"Really?" he asked like he was genuinely inquisitive. "That's what you're gonna focus on?" he asked in a slightly higher pitch, and for a split second, I thought I saw a bit of fear in his eyes, just before he steeled himself again.

I don't like bottoming, because I don't have a single good experience of it...his words rang in my head again. Before I even registered what I was doing, I found myself on the bed in front of him, cupping his cheek.

"Why are you doing this, Perce?" I asked softly. He let his eyes drop, not letting me see them. "If you really want to do it, at least take off the cuffs, okay?" I asked as I started to reach for where he was tied up. He wrapped his legs around me, keeping me away from his arms.

"No," he whispered.

"Why not?" I asked baffled.

"I don't want to be able to chicken out, okay?" he asked softly as he finally looked up at me. I was met with fear, yeah, but even more than that, with a fierce determination. "I need this, yeah? So please, just do it."

"Okay," was all I could manage. Percy gave me a small grateful smile, kissing me once before he closed his eyes and fell back against the headboard as if he was bracing himself for pain, which I sadly realised was precisely what he associated bottoming with. Then I remembered how he had kept my eyes on him that first night, how the hold of his eyes made everything better.

"Hey, look at me," I said as I pulled his face towards mine. I kissed him deeply as I grabbed one of the pillows to put under his ass, just like he had done for me. He chuckled at that.

"You really don't need to baby me, Jase. It's not like I'm a virgin," he said jokingly, but I could tell he was grateful for it.

"Considering what I've heard, I don't think anyone has ever treated you like you treated me that first night." I got a glimpse of a sad look before I kissed him again. "I think it's about time someone does," I whispered as I trailed kisses down his neck and across his chest.

"You've already given me much more than I deserve," I heard him whisper above me. I looked up at him and saw just how broken he was.

Gabe had probably fed him lies, telling him he was worthless. That he should be grateful that anyone would even want him, be willing to pay for him. In that very moment, looking into Percy's broken eyes, I felt like I would sell my soul if only I got to keep him, if only I got to save him. Maybe that's why he was reserved for elite clients.

"You deserve more than I could ever give, Percy," I confessed before I realised I didn't quite know how to do, well, him, or at least not how to be sexy about it. Oh well, time to wing it.

I started kissing down his neck again as my hand inched towards the waistband of his sweats. His breath hitched slightly as I ran my finger along the sensitive skin just beneath the fabric. I started pulling his pants down, dropping it on the floor along with my own before I placed myself between his legs again. I might have hesitated for a split second before I reached out and started to stroke him, looking him right in the eyes. I saw his pupils grow big as his cock began hardening in my hand.

I reached for the tube of lube and spread it over my fingers. It felt weird, to say the least. I let my fingers trail down between us. Percy's eyes flickered after them, but I pulled his chin up to me, into a deep kiss as I slipped one single finger into him. I pulled away, realising he didn't even flinch, hiss or give any indication that I shoved a finger up his ass.

"Practice," he shrugged. It seemed so ridiculous that I had a strange urge to laugh. "You can move." He said softly, and that's what I did. I moved the single finger in and out while Percy worried his bottom lip between his teeth.

It didn't seem like he enjoyed it at all, but I guess I could understand why. I held second finger ready to join the one that was already inside him and I found his hole actually open a bit wider, preparing to take it. I looked up at him, probably with a puzzled look, because he actually chuckled, giving me a wink.

I continued pushing both fingers into him, spreading him as far as the two fingers could. After a few thrusts, he started rolling his hips, pushing back against my fingers. Both of our breathing was starting to get ragged, although he wasn't showing any signs of pleasure yet. He was almost businesslike.

I pushed in a third finger, and Percy took it quickly. I took my time, though. I wanted him to enjoy it, or at least not be in pain, I really did. I didn't want to be another bad experience for him. When he was well and truly prepped, I sat back up onto my haunches, realising for the first time Percy hadn't given me a condom.

"Yeah, I know," he said, reading my mind. "Don't want you to use one," He said, biting his lip. I guess I kind of short-circuited as I just stared at him. His eyes dropped as I saw him tense.

"Okay," I said as I coated my dick with lube and shifted closer, prodding his hole with my tip. "You ready?" I asked. Percy rolled his eyes and responded by wrapping his legs around my and pulling me balls deep into him.

"Fuck me, Jase!" he hissed as his arms tightened, pulling on the restraints. I froze. I couldn't believe he just did that. "Move, yeah," he said, rolling his hips, making me moan.

I hesitated for a moment and then started to rock my hips back and forth. I was beginning to think Percy might never enjoy himself when he let his head fall back, hitting the headboard with a loud thump. My head snapped up to see his face scrunched up.

"Fuck, Perce," I said stilling. "What's wrong?" I breathed. He started laughing breathlessly.

"Jase," he said, rolling his head to look at me, his eyes two dark, green oceans. I swore I never wanted to see anything else. "You hit a good spot, yeah?" His voice was raw, and it was the most beautiful sound to me. "Keep hitting it.

He didn't have to tell me twice. I took up my pace again, really trying to hit the same spot with every thrust. Then I had my first moment of euphoria as Percy let out a moan, pulling me even closer with his legs. He let his head fall back again as he really tugged on the cuffs now.

I was really close, but I didn't want to cum before him. I started to jerk him off as my thrusts started to get irregular. I let my head fall into the crook of his neck. He took the opportunity to lean in and bite my earlobe. It just about sent me over the edge.

"Percy," I breathed.

"I'm right with you, babe," he whispered, and I couldn't hold back anymore. I let go, I saw white and rode out my orgasm, my hand instinctively moving faster until my hand was filled with Percy's cum. We stayed there for a moment, our breaths mixing together as the smell of sex hung between us. I pulled away, not expecting to see him thoughtful.

"So that's what it's like if you actually enjoy it," he said as his chest rose and fell. He gave me a devilish smirk. I was still frozen, staring at the Adonis lying beneath me. I couldn't believe I had just fucked him.

"You gonna untie me?" he asked, and I finally remembered I had hands, although they were shaky as I undid the cuffs. The moment he was free, he tackled me into a kiss. I was still speechless. He then sprang to his feet and made his way to the bathroom.

"Now how about that shower?" Percy asked as he looked back at me from the door. "You know, I really need to clean your cum out my ass," he said with a wink before he slipped into the bathroom.