He snuggled against Nils, pressing his face into the blond curls that covered his neck. He breathed in the scent of his man. His first penetration had been painful for Nils. Although he’d tried not to show it, Sam had seen the grimaces that the smiles failed to hide. Sam knew it would get better for him, and he loved Nils all the more for his willingness to allow Sam this pleasure, despite his discomfort. He had reciprocated by letting Nils achieve gratification by coming into him.
The next day they would start on the livestock shelter and when that was completed, the cabin. The thought of the cabin brought a moment of melancholy to dampen the good feelings his evening had engendered, but only temporarily. The completion of the cabin was a long way off. Much could happen between now and then.
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