The morning sun came through the window curtains, leaving long lines of soft light across the floor. The heavy rain from the night before had completely stopped, leaving the outside world quiet and clean.

Julius opened his eyes slowly. For a few minutes, he just stared at the ceiling, his mind completely still.

Then, everything came rushing back. It was not like a dream anymore. The memories were perfectly clear, bright, and solid.

He remembered the smell of the old garden behind his childhood home. He remembered his father sitting at the kitchen table, reading the morning paper and laughing. He remembered the exact look on Harrison’s face when they were boys, long before Harrison became the cold, distant leader of the estate.

Julius turned his head slightly on the pillow. Harrison was lying right beside him, fast asleep.

The large man looked completely worn out, he had drained himself when he used his powers last night. His face was pale, and there were faint dark circles under his eyes from the strain of the trap and the memory transfer.

But his breathing was steady now, his large chest rising and falling in a slow, peaceful rhythm.

Julius reached out a hand, his fingers moving gently to touch Harrison’s cheek. He felt a deep warmth rise in his chest.

For twenty-five years, this man had kept the worst night of their lives locked away in his own mind just to let Julius smile. The depth of Harrison’s loyalty was almost too much to think about.

It made Julius’s eyes sting with fresh tears, but he did not cry. Instead, he leaned over and pressed a soft kiss against Harrison’s temple.

Harrison stirred at the touch. His dark eyes fluttered open, looking confused for a split second before they focused entirely on Julius.

He sat up quickly, his hand going to his ribs as he let out a short groan of discomfort.

"Julius," Harrison said, his voice deep and rough from sleep. He reached out, his large fingers gripping Julius’s shoulder firmly. "How do you feel? Is your head hurting?"

Julius smiled softly, placing his hand over Harrison’s hand. "I am okay, Harrison. My head doesn’t hurt. It actually feels lighter than it has in years. I remember everything. I remember life with you, various times when my father always played around with me whenever he had the time. And the accident."

Harrison looked down, his shoulders dropping a little as he let out a long breath. "I am sorry I kept it from you for so long. I just couldn’t bear to see you carry that sadness. It was too heavy for you, and I know you might not be strong enough to face the trauma."

"Don’t apologize," Julius said softly. He didn’t just want words to fix the years of silent pain between them; he needed to feel Harrison, to erase the distance that secrets had built.

Julius moved closer, shifting until he was straddling Harrison’s lap. The sudden closeness made Harrison gasp, his large hands automatically coming up to rest on Julius’s hips to steady him.

Julius leaned down, capturing Harrison’s lips in a deep, slow kiss that tasted of years of longing and sudden relief.

Harrison grunted out low in his throat, his grip tightening on Julius’s hips. The kiss deepened, hot and demanding, yet filled with so much love.

Julius pulled back just enough to look into Harrison’s dark eyes, his own eyes heavy with desire. Without a word, Julius slid down Harrison’s body, his hands tracing a path down the broad chest and flat stomach.

"You don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with, baby." Harrison groaned out, but Julius did not pay attention to him.

Julius slowly unbuttoned his jeans, pulling out his dick. Harrison was already hard and the traces of precum on his veiny cock made Julius dick twitch.

Harrison’s breath hitched as Julius took him into his mouth. Julius worked slowly, deliberately, sucking him with a steady rhythm that had Harrison throwing his head back against the pillow, his thick fingers tangling in Julius’s hair.

"Fucking hell..." Harrison panted as Julius laid his tongue flat, and narrowed his mouth, making his dick go in and out of his mouth through a tight space.

Harrison was going crazy, as the warmth of his mouth and the twirl of his tongue was bringing him to the brink of release.

Every soft sound Julius made in the quiet bedroom drove Harrison closer to the edge. The feeling alone made Harrison’s heart speed up and he started moving faster in Julius’ mouth, while Julius took him like a good boy.

"Fuck, I’m closer baby, don’t stop." He moaned out as Julius rubbed his balls, working his hands and mouth on his dick.

Harrison with one final thrust, cummed in his mouth. "ughh, fuck."

When Julius finally pulled away, glistening and flushed, Harrison’s cum trailing down his chin. Harrison didn’t let him stay down for long.

He reached out, his powerful arms lifting Julius up and pulling him back onto his lap.

"Julius," Harrison breathed, his voice thick with raw emotion and desire.

"I want to be inside you." He said as he pulled out Julius trousers.

"Yes, I want you fucking badly." Julius panted out, his heartbeat accelerating.

Julius guided Harrison to his asshole, his eyes never leaving the big man’s face. As Harrison slowly entered him, Julius let out a soft, shaky breath, gripping Harrison’s broad shoulders.

Harrison went on a slow, deeply sensual way, moving with a gentle patience that completely contradicted his massive size. He didn’t rush. He wanted to feel every inch of Julius, making love to him with a quiet intensity.

"I love this, ughh, Harrison." Julius found it hard to form words, he was in cloud nine.

Harrison’s large hands traveled all over Julius’s body — tracing the curve of his spine, pressing into his waist, and cupping his face to wipe away the stray tears of overwhelming affection that slipped down Julius’s cheeks.

Every slow thrust was deliberate, a silent promise of protection and love. Julius threw his head back, riding slowly, his hips moving front and back as he gripped Harrison’s shoulders. Julius felt he could feel Harrison deeper.

"Just like that baby." Harrison whispered out as Julius did not stop for one second.

Julius was completely filled and anchored by the man who had sacrificed everything for him.

"I’m about to cum baby, I want us...to do it...at the same time." Harrison moaned while talking. Julius just nodded his head, throwing his head back.

They were both reaching their release, then Harrison gripped him tight. "fuckk." He yelled as he released his cum inside Julius.

Julius followed him next, cumming on Harrison. "That was insane." Julius said as he laid on Harrison’s chest, heaving hard.

After a long while, as their breathing finally slowed down and the room became quiet again, Julius rested his forehead against Harrison’s damp shoulder.

"Harrison," Julius said, his voice quiet but suddenly turning serious. He looked down at his own hands, his mind clicking pieces of the past together.

"There is something else. Before the day of the accident. My dad called me to his study, and he handed me something. He told me it was the key to everything. I hid it somewhere, thinking I will be able to come back for it."

Harrison shifted his weight, his eyes fixing on Julius, his hands still rubbing soothing circles on Julius’s back. "The drive? The one Victor and Arthur have been searching for all these years?"

"Yes," Julius said, nodding quickly. "I hid it in the old family cottage near the lake. The one we used to visit during the summer. There is a small loose board under the bottom shelf in the kitchen pantry. Nobody ever goes there anymore. It has been sitting there for twenty-five years."

Harrison stood up immediately, ignoring the slight stiffness in his muscles. "We need to get it before they realize we know where it is. If Arthur finds out you have your memories back, they will send everyone they have to that cottage."

Ten minutes later after they both got dressed, Harrison and Julius walked down into the main security office. Daniel and Anna were already there, standing by the computers and drinking coffee. They both looked up when the door opened.

"Boss," Daniel said, looking Harrison up and down. "You are walking better. Is your core stabilizing?"

"I am fine, Daniel," Harrison said, his tone turning businesslike. "Get your gear. We are moving out right now. We have a location on the drive."

Anna dropped her coffee cup onto the desk, her eyes widening. "The digital drive? Are you serious?"

"Julius remembers where it is," Harrison said. "We are going to the old lake cottage. We need to go quietly. No big trucks, no flashing lights. Just one plain car. Anna, you come with us. Daniel, bring two of your best men, but keep them in the back."

"Understood, sir," Daniel said, already reaching for his vest. "I will have the car ready in five minutes."