Born For This - An Asa/Zane Birthday Mini-Fic (Patreon)

Did you guys know, sometimes I write stuff just for myself? To like get it out of my head? Stuff that I hesitate to show you guys because it

Did you guys know, sometimes I write stuff just for myself? To like get it out of my head? Stuff that I hesitate to show you guys because its essentially just porn running through my head about my own characters based off snippets of things I've been reading a lot of? This is one of those fics. Just almost 6k words of pure smut from Asa/Zane solo with Asa taking a slightly different approach to his...mating rituals with Zane. As always, unbeta'd and unedited. Hopefully i didn't transpose any names but if I did, just pretend I didn't. Avi and I won’t be home tonight. Don’t wait up. Have fun.Zane stared at the text from Felix for a long moment before sending a ? in response. His message went unread. That was weird. Felix always reads his texts. Zane stared at the unread message, something needling at him. There was something more to Felix’s message, a sort of message within a message and it irritated Zane like a splinter under his skin.What wasn’t Felix saying? Why would the two of them decide to sleep elsewhere in the middle of the week? For any other couple, Zane would have said sex, but they had sex there all the time. Zane would venture to say that there wasn’t a surface in the apartment that one or both couples—sometimes at the same time—hadn’t fucked on.This wasn’t like them at all. He sighed, shaking his head, rubbing at his abused eyes. He shouldn’t have worn his contacts today. They were already getting on his nerves. Everything was. He just didn’t know why.He shook the thought away, hitting a button to wake up his laptop, then went back to his article, getting lost in the Lo-Fi music pouring through his headphones until another text popped up on his screen, interrupting the music with an impertinent chirp.Zane picked up his phone and read the message.Love you.Zane smiled, getting ready to tell Felix he loved him too, when he realized it wasn’t from Felix but Asa. He blinked rapidly, his brain trying to process the words. Love you. Love you? It wasn’t that Asa never said it, he did. Just rarely unprompted and usually only when he was balls deep inside him, breathing the words against bruised and battered skin. It was just how things worked with them.Have you been kidnapped? Is this a cry for help?Zane shot back, knowing he shouldn’t tease his husband, but unable to resist, even as heat bloomed in his chest and over his cheeks. Once more his message went unanswered. What the fuck was going on?Zane startled, choking on a gasp, as gentle fingertips grazed the back of his neck. He jerked around to see Asa standing there, an amused smirk on his face. Zane slapped at him, his heart rate beating out an erratic rhythm behind his ribs. “You scared the shit out of me.”Asa grabbed Zane’s hand, tugging him to his feet, pulling his earbuds from his ears and leaving them on the table beside his phone. “Aw, I’m sorry, Lois,” he murmured, mouth ghosting over his in a there and gone tease of a kiss. “I didn’t mean to scare you, baby.”Zane’s quieting pulse took flight once more at Asa’s softness, that splinter of weirdness burrowing deeper. “What’s going on? You’re freaking me out.”Asa wound his arms around Zane, his hands sliding down to squeeze his ass through his sweatpants. “Why?” he asked, nuzzling gently just behind his ear in a way that made his dick take notice.Zane waited for the teeth that usually followed, but all he got was a soft kiss and a groan as Asa inhaled him like he was his favorite drug.Zane shivered, unease simmering low in his belly. “I’m serious. What’s wrong with you?”Asa pulled back and frowned down at Zane, hands still on his ass. “Can I not come home early to kiss my husband?”Zane poked him hard in the chest, narrowing his eyes. “There, that. What is that? Why are you being like this? Did I do something? Are you mad at me? Did someone write another article about me being abused again because nobody believes that.”Asa pressed their foreheads together as he huffed out a laugh against Zane’s cheek. “Shit, maybe they’re right if me giving you this level of affection is triggering you this much. Am I too mean to you, Lois?”Zane scoffed even as his stomach plummeted. “What? No. Why would you even say that?”Zane didn’t like this, he couldn’t handle the level of panic creeping in on him. Was this why Avi and Felix were staying away? Had something happened? Had they had some kind of meeting about Zane behind his back? Had Zane done something to make Asa think that he was unhappy with how things were? Was this some kind of fucked up intervention? “What did I do?” he asked, unable to hide his misery as he mentally spiraled.Asa frowned, for once looking genuinely concerned, letting his knuckles caress Zane’s cheek. “Christ, Lois. Do you not own a calendar?”Zane’s head swam at the sudden change in topic, gaze dropping to the smart watch on his wrist. “It’s Wednesday? So?” he said, irritated at his question going unanswered.Asa groaned, knocking his forehead against his once more gently. “It’s your birthday, Lois?”Zane’s stomach curdled, unable to stop his lip from curling as his gaze landed on the date on his watch, not just the day of the week. “Oh, yeah. That. You promised you wouldn’t bring that up.”Asa gave a humorless laugh. “No, you demanded that we don’t bring it up. None of us agreed to that. Just you.”Zane didn’t want to talk about this. The topic made him feel queasy, like there were eels swimming in his belly. “My birthday doesn’t mean anything. It’s just another day.”Asa gave him an infuriatingly patient look. “It means something to me. It means something to Felix and Avi and the rest of our family.”Zane shook his head, stomach churning. “If you tell me you’ve planned some kind of surprise party, I swear to god I’m going to puke all over your three thousand dollar loafers.”“I wouldn’t do that to you,” Asa promised, pressing a kiss to Zane’s forehead. “It’s just you and me. That’s all. I just wanted to be with my husband on his birthday. Christ, Lois. Can’t a guy just be romantic?”All the tension left his body so quickly he felt dizzy from it. “Oh, thank God.” Still, he frowned. “So what are you planning?”Asa chuckled at the suspicion in Zane’s voice. “You have trust issues, baby.”“It happens when you marry the guy who kidnapped you and chained you to a radiator,” Zane said, tone sulky.Usually that would be met with a ‘You love when I tie you up, Lois’. But not this time.“Oh, my poor Lois,” Asa crooned, swaying them like they were slow dancing as he whispered in his ear. “So abused. Physically. Mentally. Emotionally.”“Fuck you,” Zane muttered, even as his hands shot out to cling to Asa’s cashmere sweater, petting his hands over the softness before gripping it in his hands.“Why do you think I’m home so early?” Asa asked, hands sliding under Zane’s t-shirt. Well, technically Asa’s t-shirt. His varsity shirt from high school, so soft and worn that it was see-through in some places.Asa’s hands were warm and a little rough as they trailed over the knobs of his spine, then traced the planes of his shoulder blades. “Can I?”Zane blinked, head jerking upwards so fast he almost clipped Asa’s chin. “Can you what?”“Fuck you?”Zane felt like he was in the fucking Twilight Zone. “You’re asking permission?”Asa dipped his head, biting down on Zane’s lower lip, sucking a little before letting it go, then running his thumb over the wetness left behind. “Yeah, Lois. I’m asking. Can I take you to bed and wreck you?”Pure heat bubbled between Zane’s hip bones at the filthy promise in Asa’s tone, his words making Zane lightheaded. “Sometimes I swear you’re more animal than human,” Zane whispered, then seemed to remember Asa had asked him a question. “Y-Yeah, lets…lets go.”Zane half-expected Asa to toss him over his shoulder with the way he was staring at him, but instead he walked him backwards into their bedroom, maintaining a level of eye contact Zane found disconcerting, before kicking the door shut behind him. It was only then that Asa—finally—kissed him. These deep, drugging kisses like they hadn’t seen each other in ages, their mouths meeting again and again until Zane felt drunk off his husbands lips.Asa’s kisses were usually sharp, aggressive, all teeth and tongue and take, take, take. This was something else, entirely. It made Zane dizzy, setting off this deep, throbbing ache inside until he was half-hard and tenting his sweatpants. “What are you doing to me?” he mumbled in between kisses.“Nothing yet, Lois,” Asa teased.“Why are you being so soft?” Zane whined, not sure why he was so scared of this side of Asa.It wasn’t like Asa had never been romantic or…less aggressive, but Asa was…Asa. He took what he wanted, leaving a trail of damage in his wake like a F5 tornado, bite marks and bruises, something real and tangible for Zane to cling to, so he could see the evidence of Asa’s love, of his need for Zane. But this wasn’t that. This was something new…and it was freaking him out.Asa sighed, taking a step back. “I talked to Felix.”Zane’s brows knitted together. “Okay?”“Do you remember asking him if he thought I could fuck you without it hurting?” Asa asked.Zane sucked in a sharp breath. “That’s…That’s not what I meant. We were drunk. I wasn’t complaining. You know I love—”Asa put a hand over Zane’s mouth. “Breathe, Lois. I’m not offended. I’m not even capable of being offended. I just thought—” he leaned down to kiss his neck— “since it’s your birthday—” Teeth gently nibbled the shell of his ear— “You just might let me play with you in a different way.” Asa dropped his hand and took Zane’s mouth once more in a kiss that made his knees weak. “Will you let me?”“I…I…yes?” Zane asked, too dizzy with want and confusion to come up with a reason to say no.Asa tipped his chin up, meeting his gaze. “Good boy.”Something clenched deep within him at the casual praise, then once more as Asa’s eyes raked over him, a near feral smile crossing his face, before he walked past Zane to the bed. He turned to watch as Asa sat on the edge of the mattress, leaning back on his palms, his voice practically purring as he said, “Take your clothes off, Lois.”Zane’s cock stirred at the authority in Asa’s tone, desperate to obey. Fuck, maybe they were both animals. Asa the alpha and Zane…Zane just his helpless omega, born just to take whatever he was given, to be fucked dumb and bred again and again for his alpha’s pleasure.Zane swallowed a groan at the idea of being ass up for Asa. It happened all the time, but the thought of it being something more than preference, more than kink. This secret fantasy that he had where his only purpose was satisfying Asa’s needs. Where Asa kept him tied up and naked, always ready to take his cock. What was it Asa always said? That Zane was made for this? In Zane’s deepest fantasies that was more than just dirty talk, it was biology.He swallowed when Asa arched a brow at him letting him know he was waiting. Zane really needed to stop letting Felix tell him about all those weird Mulvaney fanfics circulating around the internet. They were starting to fuck with his reality.His hands shook as he slipped Asa’s t-shirt off his head, then hooked his thumbs in his sweatpants and underwear, tugging them down and off in one go until he was totally bare before his husband, feeling for some reason like it was the first time.Asa’s reaction to it made it seem like he felt the same. His pupils blew wide, his gaze roaming freely over every bite mark and bruise he’d left on Zane’s body in the past few weeks, some old, some new, some permanent, all of them proof of how much Asa loved him, needed him, couldn’t get enough of him.Nobody else got this from Asa, just Zane. Only Zane. Zane was special. Zane was important to Asa.He stood trembling and naked, cock now painfully hard as Asa just sat their greedily drinking him in, letting his knees fall open. Finally, his eyes snapped back to Zane’s, catching and holding as he crooked a finger at him. “Come here.”Zane lurched forward, as if Asa’s voice alone had compelled him, stopping only when he stood between Asa’s muscular thighs, belly quivering. It wasn’t the first time he’d been completely naked in front of his fully dressed husband, but it never failed to drive home the power exchange, the give and the take. Zane giving. Asa taking. Zane’s eyelids fluttered at the heady thought.“On your knees, beautiful,” Asa murmured, pointing downward to drive home the point.Zane shivered, but did as he was told, settling back on his heels, hands at his sides. This he could do. He could follow orders. He could be good for Asa. This was familiar. This was easy. This was home. He let his eyes fall shut, waiting for Asa to finally take what he wanted. Instead, his finger chucked him under the chin.“Uh-uh. Eyes on me.”Zane struggled to comply, lids feeling anvil heavy, hands growing restless at his sides. When he finally managed, he didn’t look up, just stared at the obvious outline of Asa’s hard length pressing against his zipper, mouth watering. Zane wanted it, wanted him. It was clear Asa wanted him, too. This play—this new thing Asa was trying—It wasn’t all about Zane and his off-hand remark to Felix. Felix, the traitor.Asa tapped his chin again. “Look at me, Lois.”Zane flicked his gaze upwards, goosebumps erupting along his skin at the raw lust in Asa’s expression. It made something throb deep within him, some emptiness he desperately wanted—no needed—Asa to fill.Asa ran his thumb along Zane’s bottom lip. “Do you have any idea how pretty you are like this? Naked on your knees for me?”Zane flushed until he was sure he was as red as a tomato. “Shut up,” he muttered, squirming under Asa’s flattery.Asa caught Zane’s jaw in his palm, digging his fingers in as he dragged him closer until they were almost nose to nose. “What was that, Lois?”“N-Nothing,” Zane said on an exhalation, cock drooling precum at Asa’s tone and the fingers pinching into his skin.Asa tsk’d. “I try to be nice. I try to compliment you. But you insist on being a brat. It’s almost like you want to push me.” Zane shivered,biting back a moan. “Is that it? Hmm? Are you hoping I’ll snap and punish you? Spank you and fuck you until you can’t stand? Until you’re all cum-drunk and fucked out?”“Yes, please,” Zane whispered, reverent. “Use me. Please? Please, Asa? Please? I’ll be so good. So good for you.”Asa made a noise that sounded like a snarl. “Open your mouth,” he demanded, ignoring Zane’s plea. Zane whined, but did as he was told. “Stick out your tongue.”Humiliation burned through him, but that was nothing new. Humiliation and excitement were impossibly linked, two halves of a necessary whole when it came to Zane getting off. Somewhere in their marriage, Asa had rewired Zane’s brain, had made him crave degradation, debasing himself for Asa’s amusement and pleasure.Zane stuck out his tongue, adrenaline spiking through him as Asa leaned into his space once more, opening his own mouth and letting saliva pool on his tongue, before dripping it onto Zane’s. Zane shuddered, desperation clawing like a living thing inside him. He needed Asa, needed this. He just…needed.“Swallow.”Before Zane could comply, Asa’s hand was around his throat squeezing just enough to make accomplishing the task difficult. But Zane did as he was told, downing Asa’s offering with an audible gulp, that hazy, blissed out high overtaking his brain. He hadn’t known he could achieve this euphoric feeling without pain, but he welcomed it, letting it overtake him, letting it dull his shame until his only focus was the pleasure that came from letting Asa use him until there was nothing left.Asa caressed Zane’s cheek. “Who do you belong to?”“You,” Zane said, voice catching on a sob.Asa made a soothing noise, his gentle caress hypnotic. “That’s right. Mine. All mine. Only I get this from you.”Zane nodded, hot tears spilling down his cheeks. “Yes. Only you. Only you.”“Fuck, Lois. Look at you,” Asa taunted. “Already crying and I’ve barely touched you. Do you like being my whore this much?”More tears flowed as Zane made a hiccuping sound, no longer even cognizant of how humiliating this might seem to an outsider. “You know I do.”Asa’s thumbs followed the tracks of wetness down his cheeks. “Then say it.”“I love being a whore j-just for you. Your whore. Yours.”“Fuck. So obedient, Lois,” Asa said, as Zane took in the obvious signs of his arousal. The bulge in his pants, the way his breaths grew shallow and the scorching way he looked at Zane as he took him apart with nothing more than his words.“You were made to kneel. Born to serve. Born to be mine,” Asa said, tone almost bored.Zane nodded, knowing if he tried to speak he might actually break down and weep for real, not because he was sad or hurt or even scared but because the force of his need for Asa was too much to keep inside and there was only one outlet he had available to him at the moment.“You look so pretty when you cry. You know that? Like…fuck, Lois. It makes me want to ruin you. It makes me want to take you apart in ways that would probably terrify you if I could put a name to them.”“Do it,” Zane choked. “Do it, Asa. I want you to.”Asa groaned, palming over his own cock, like he needed the friction. “You have no idea what you’re saying. I wish I could fuck you in front of the whole world, wish I could show everybody how obedient you are, how dirty you are, how well you take whatever I give you.”Zane was only half listening, more turned on by the tone of Asa’s voice than the words themselves, his eyes glued to where Asa’s hand was rubbing. His tongue darted out over dry lips, hands fisting at his sides as he fought the urge to touch.“You want this, Lois?” Asa teased, deftly flicking open his button and zipper with one hand. Zane whimpered, raising his hand, but freezing when Asa said, “Uh-uh-uh. Did I say you could touch?”“Please,” he whispered, hating the way his voice cracked, the way his anxiety spiked as his husband denied something that was always so readily available to him. “Asa…”Asa’s chuckle was maddening. Zane’s cock pulsing more precum at his taunting. “Shh, Lois. You’re being so good. Don’t lose it on me now.”Zane cried a little harder, his humiliation back, wrapping around him like an old blanket. “I’m sorry,” he whined.“My sweet Lois, so soft. Come here, baby,” he crooned again, drawing him forward with a hand under his chin. Zane leaned in, anticipating another attack on his senses, another taunt, but instead Asa kissed him, soft and so painfully sweet.Zane couldn’t stop the surprised exhalation. Asa used the opportunity to slide his tongue home, probing Zane’s mouth in a way that had him moaning, his neglected cock bobbing between his legs.When he drew back, Zane whined, trying to chase his lips. Asa laughed at him, patting his cheek condescendingly, then pulled his sweater over his head and tossed it somewhere behind Zane.Getting Asa naked had never felt this hard won before. He groaned, his eyes greedily roaming Asa’s toned physique, fingers itching to touch him. He dropped his gaze back to own dick, then looked up at him, gaze pleading. “Asa, please. It hurts.”Asa chuckled. “I didn’t think I was going to like this, Lois. I thought for sure nothing could beat you crying and begging while I tortured you for my own pleasure, but this…fuck, I feel like I’ve been missing out. I could do this all day.”Zane’s gaze went wide, stomach dropping. He couldn’t be serious. “What?”“Maybe I’ll tie you to the bed? Sit on your chest and force you to watch me get myself off? If you’re a good boy, maybe I’ll let you swallow my load? Hmm? What do you think? Would you like that?”“No,” Zane whined. “Please, Asa. Let me touch you. Let me help you. Please? I need you.”And he did. He needed him. There was now this clawing panic inside him that made him feel like if  this didn’t end with Asa buried deep inside him that he’d…failed. That he’d somehow displeased Asa, that he hadn’t earned the reward of being fucked and bred and used.“You need me? That’s sweet,” Asa said, smug as he once more swiped a thumb over Zane’s tears.“Asa,” Zane cried, voice breaking. “Stop teasing. Please…”Asa’s expression went from taunting to…fond like he’d flipped a switch. “Okay, Lois. Okay. No more teasing. You’ve been good.”Zane sat back on his haunches as Asa stood, finally ridding himself of the rest of his clothes, before sitting back down once more, stroking his thick cock, red and flushed and wet at the tip. Because of Zane. He did that to Asa. Just him. Because he was good. Because he listened. He was good for Asa. Just him.He tipped forward, ignoring his dick to bury his face in Asa’s lap, just inhaling his scent, nails digging into the skin of his thighs as he finally got that hit of…whatever it was that made Zane’s body beholden to Asa’s…pheromones, fate, some bond that went beyond just two people falling in love.He just sat there, drinking in his scent until Asa got his hands in his hair, gripping him at his nape, tugging him back. Zane stared up at him, on the verge of delirium, heavy lidded, chest heaving, mouth slightly open. Asa looked awestruck. “Jesus. You really were made for this.”“Please,” Zane said again, pouring as much desperation into the plea as he could manage.Asa groaned, using his other hand to stroke himself once more, before bringing the head of his cock to Zane’s lips. “Here you go, baby.”Zane’s mouth closed around him, the familiar taste of his precum exploding on his tongue. He moaned, eyes falling shut as he let Asa guide him, pulling his head up and down even as he rocked himself deeper into Zane’s mouth.Zane relaxed his jaw, dizzy with the heavy weight of his husband’s cock on his tongue, pressing deeper with each motion, until he was bumping the back of his throat, forcing him to breathe through his nose. Normally, Asa would force himself deeper, hold Zane there until he was choking and gagging on him, swallowing around him convulsively in a desperate attempt to draw in much needed breaths.But not this time. This time Asa was being…almost careful? Zane made a frustrated sound, raising his hand to where Asa’s fingers still tangled in his hair, pressing hard hoping to get the message across.“Fuck,” Asa groaned, bucking his hips into Zane’s mouth. “You really want to be wrecked, huh, Lois? You can’t fucking help yourself. So desperate to choke on my cock, baby?”Zane moaned as Asa gave him what he wanted, dragging him forward until his pubic hair was tickling his nose, his cock lodged so deep in his throat breathing was no longer an option. It used to scare him, terrified him, really. Asa was a murderer. He killed people all the time. He could easily kill Zane if he wanted to. But he wouldn’t. Zane understood that on a much deeper level now. Which is why he loved this so much. Loved putting his life in Asa’s hands, loved knowing Asa saw him as something precious, something worth keeping.He was drooling, saliva leaking from his lips to coat Asa’s balls, tears and snot marring his face. But he’d never felt more at peace. Maybe it was the subspace, maybe it was the lack of oxygen bringing on that dizzying euphoric high he longed for, but whatever it was, it had Zane close to coming untouched.Just when his vision grew fuzzy at the edges and he feared he’d lose consciousness, Asa pulled him up. Zane sucked air into his lungs like a drowning victim, looking up at Asa through teary eyes, giving him a weak smile. Asa ran two fingers through the collection of body fluids on his face. “You’re such a messy eater, Lois,” he chided. “You look so fucking wrecked. You ready for me to fuck you?”Zane openly wept now. Asa was right. He was totally wrecked, but he still wanted more. “Please.”“Christ, you’re so fucking perfect,” Asa muttered almost to himself, as he pulled Zane to his feet, then pressed him back into the mattress, splaying his legs lewdly then kneeling between them.Zane watched, dazed, as Asa spit on his fingers, then pressed them against Zane’s entrance, wincing when he probed him with none of the softness he’d shown over the last few minutes.“Does it hurt?” Asa asked, gaze locked on Zane’s face.“Yes,” Zane managed on a broken gasp.“Good,” Asa said, even as he withdrew his fingers to spread Zane open and spit on his entrance, using his thumb to press it inside him.Zane was panting now, hips restless. “Stop teasing.”Asa slapped Zane’s thigh, the lightning bolt of pain searing through him deliciously until his cock leaked even more.“Such a pain slut,” Asa murmured as he loomed over Zane to give him a filthy kiss.Zane heard more than saw Asa reaching for something in the drawer from the dresser beside the bed. He didn’t even care what it was at this point. There was literally nothing Asa could do to Zane to pull him from this high he was riding.Through the heavy fog of his arousal, Zane barely recognized Asa swiping something over his entrance, before the blunt head of his cock was already pressing inside. He wasn’t going to prep him. At least not any further than those two almost dry fingers.Adrenaline fired, sending another shot of endorphins directly into his sex soaked brain. Then Asa was forcing his way into Zane, his thick cock splitting him open in a way that locked up his body, made him burn as it rejected the invasion, his nails clawing as Asa’s shoulders as he cried.Asa hissed. “Fuck, Lois. You’re tearing me up. Isn’t this what you wanted?” he taunted, his voice a low growl, barely human.“Hurts,” Zane sobbed, wanting to somehow explain that it was okay that it hurt, that it burned and ached and felt like his insides were being pushed aside to accommodate him.But Asa knew. Somehow Asa always knew. “You can take it, baby. You were made for this. Just lay there and take it. Be good for me.”“Yes, I’m good. I’ll be good,” Zane sobbed. “Please. Please, Asa. Don’t stop.”“Wasn’t planning on it,” Asa said, catching Zane’s knees over his elbows, practically folding him in half to press himself inexplicably deeper.“God, you feel so fucking deep,” Zane said, voice sounding wondrous. “How does it feel like you’re way up here?” He asked, touching his stomach.“You’re really stroking my ego, baby,” Asa teased, then captured his lips in a kiss.Zane moaned into Asa’s mouth, his body unclenching as Asa pulled almost all the way out before slamming home again and again in long, deep strokes that were altering Zane’s brain chemistry, turning him from the relatively intelligent person he was when this started into this mindless creature made entirely of need.“Don’t stop,” he sobbed again. “I want to feel you come inside me. I need it. I need you to fill me up. Please. Make me yours.”The sound Asa made tore through Zane. He screamed as Asa’s teeth sank into the scar on his shoulder, driving into Zane until it felt like he was coming apart at the seams, his cock trapped between their bodies, sweat and precum giving him all the friction he’d been craving since this started.“You are mine, Lois. Fuck. How many times do I have to do this? How many times do I have to mark you, hurt you, take you apart and put you back together before you get that? You’re mine. Just fucking mine. Forever. I’ll kill you before I let you go. I swear I will.”Zane’s orgasm hit him like a school bus, shocking a gasp from him as he spilled his release between them, untouched, Asa’s every thrust prolonging his orgasm for what felt like hours until it was too much, the pleasure pain, becoming just pain. Then Asa’s hips stuttered once on his release, then again, holding Zane’s hips in place so he could grind against him, like he needed to be as deep inside him as possible while he came.Then it was over.Zane let his arms fall from Asa’s shoulders as he sucked in heavy breaths above him, body shivering through the aftershocks of his orgasm. Finally, Asa released Zane’s legs, but didn’t move. Zane straightened, wincing as his hips protested. He was definitely not getting any younger.Asa was dead weight on top of him, his nose buried in Zane’s neck. They were both dripping sweat, the air conditioning making Zane shiver a little.Finally, Asa’s spent cock slipped free and he sucked in a breath at the feel of his cum leaking out of him. They laid like that for a long while. Asa licking and sucking at Zane’s neck and shoulder, his fingers gently trailing up and down his sides. Zane tracing patterns along Asa’s back and arms.Finally, Asa moved just enough to prop his chin up on his palm. “Happy Birthday, Lois.”Zane’s chest clenched, a sudden guilt overwhelming him. “Thanks. Sorry if I was weird about it.”Asa snickered, then booped his nose. “In this family, weird is relative.”Zane had no rebuttal for that, but he still felt guilty for going to the worst case scenario. “Still, I’m sorry.”Asa groaned, then kissed Zane’s cheeks and nose and chin. “Stop apologizing. I get that your mom fucked up a lot of things for you. We just want to try to un-fuck as many of them as we can.”“Did you tell Felix and Avi not to come home?” Zane finally asked.“No, it was Felix’s idea. He said we needed some alone time. That you might need some reassurance of your place in my life. Is that true, Lois? Do you doubt how important you are to me?”Zane closed his eyes. “You can’t ask me this shit when I’m all cum-drunk and vulnerable.”Asa snorted. “Sure I can. It’s the only time I know you won’t lie to me to make me feel better.”Zane sighed, closing his eyes and trying to organize his thoughts into something more than, ‘I’m really insecure. Sorry.’ “I never doubt that I’m important to you. I just sometimes wonder…”Asa frowned. “Wonder what?” he asked, his voice sharp.Zane felt this unbearable tightness in his chest and for a split second he worried he was going to cry again. “I-I just wonder why,” he managed, his voice barely a whisper.“What do you mean, why?” Asa asked, looking so genuinely mystified that Zane felt stupid for even thinking he was undeserving. “Lois, you…”Zane’s brow furrowed… “I…”“You’re everything to me. I can’t believe you don’t see that? That you don’t get that. This thing between us…it’s…cosmic. It’s something so deeply ingrained in me that it’s tied to my DNA. I feel as tied to you as I do to Avi. That’s how much I need you. The four of us…you, me, Avi, Felix…we work, we are a family within a family. When the twins get here, they’ll be linked to us too. But you and me…it’s next level.”“Are you trying to say you love me?” Zane teased, because he was afraid Asa might see that his heart was about to burst out of his chest.Asa scoffed. “Love is such a soft word for what I feel for you, Lois. The things I would do for you are…” He stopped, then pressed a hard kiss to Zane’s lips. “I would commit atrocities in your name. I would wage wars, seize countries, sink ships for you.”Zane’s breath punched from his lungs. “Wow,” he managed, swallowing the lump in his throat, blinking back more tears. “And I was just hoping there was cake.”Asa kissed Zane’s eyelids. “Lois…of course, there’s cake.”