"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Rick!" Morty keened, as Rick slowly pushed into him. He was big, almost too big and for a moment, Morty was concerned he wouldn't fit. It hurt, but there was also the underlying zing of pleasure that kept him from begging Rick to pull out. He fluttered his eyes open softly, and met Rick's gaze. His expression was full of concern and Morty couldn't help but giggle softly. "It's okay Rick…" he said hoarsely, flinching slightly as Rick bottomed out. "Are you sure? We can stop-." He started but Morty reached up and pulled him down into a kiss, he bit down on Rick's bottom lip and tugged lightly eliciting a low growl from the man.

Morty pulled away enough to look Rick in the eyes and then said, "I'm fine, now move." Rick was stunned for a second at the deep tenor Morty's voice had taken. It was unbelievably attractive. He chuckled softly and began to slowly pull out. Morty's eyes fluttered shut and he groaned as his walls contracted around Rick's cock. Rick started a slow pace, and Morty's pain began to slowly melt into pleasure. He reached up and slid his hands into Rick's hair to pull him down and back into a kiss. Rick groaned softly and pulled back just enough to touch their foreheads together. "Fuck you're tight." He whispered and Morty nearly lost control at the words.

It all felt so surreal and he wanted more. He hooked his legs around Rick's waist and pulled him closer. "harder." He demanded and Rick grinned. "Yes sir." He replied, jokingly lifting a hand to his forehead to salute him before quickening his pace. Morty loved it. He loved that Rick could make him laugh and come undone at the same time and in that moment, nothing else in the world mattered. He forgot all about the past and the pain he'd gone through and focused on the pleasure of the punishing pace Rick had started up.

Suddenly, light exploded behind his eyes and he cried out as Rick hit his prostate. "Fuck, Fuck Rick do that again!" he demanded and the scientist was quick to respond, thrusting back in and angling himself just right to hit that spot once again. Morty's pleasure was quickly growing and he knew he was getting close but he wanted it to last longer. Rick seemed to have a different idea as he wrapped his hand around Morty's weeping member and began stroking it. "Fuck, you look so good on my cock baby." Rick said, pumping Morty's dick in time with his thrusts. Morty melted slightly at the pet name, threatening to come just from Rick's words.

"Ah fuck Rick!" he cried out and Rick slipped his other hand under Morty's back and around his waist to pull him closer. It was almost too much. "Riickkk, I need to-I'm gonna-." He tried to say but he couldn't get the words out. Rick pulled him impossibly closer and began to stroke him faster. "Come for me sweetheart." He growled and that was all it took.

Morty's eyes rolled back in his head and he cried out Rick's name as he came across their stomach's. Rick pulled back and braced himself with one hand to the left of Morty's head and the other gripping his hip tightly. He picked up his pace, slamming into Morty and sending tremors up the boy's spine. It didn't take long for him to follow Morty over the edge and he came with a loud groan as he emptied himself into the boy. All the energy left his spent body and he collapsed on top of the boy, planting small kisses to his cheeks and neck.

"Fuck, you were so good Morty, so good." He said and Morty smiled weakly at the praise before pressing his lips to the mans. Rick sat up and slowly pulled out before settling beside him. He wrapped his arms around Morty and pulled him close. He laid his head on Rick's shoulder and entangled his legs with the mans. After a long moment of comfortable silence, Morty spoke.

"Thank you, Rick…." He whispered and Rick's grip tightened around him.

"For what?" he asked.

"For staying…." Morty responded.

That night, Rick lay awake starring at the ceiling with Morty asleep in his arms. Must be dreaming. He kept thinking to himself but then Morty would mumble something in his sleep or pull him closer and he would be reminded that it was all real and it terrified him.

There were so many ways he could mess this up. So many ways that he could hurt Morty again and he wanted to run away, to prevent the boy from any further pain but his words kept ringing through his ears. Even if all I can do is stand beside you. I want that. I want you anyway I can have you. He knew that whatever he had, he had to give to him. Even the smallest part of himself was Morty's. It always had been and always would.

He knew it was inevitable that he would hurt Morty again. He was a vile vicious man and time and time again he did the wrong thing, but Morty made him want to do the best that he could, even if he knew he would fail he had to try because Morty was all that mattered.

Morty suddenly shifted in his sleep and his eyes fluttered open. "mmm…Rick…" he whispered and the man rolled over on his side to face him. Morty was watching him with his deep green lidded eyes. He was so beautiful, Rick thought and he squeezed his eyes shut tightly.

"What's wrong?" Morty asked quietly. Rick opened his eyes once again, and lifted a hand to caress his cheek before leaning forward to press a gentle kiss to his lips. "Nothing." He replied, pulling away just far enough to press their foreheads together. Morty observed him for a moment longer but he was quickly falling asleep again. As his eyelids began to close he whispered, "I love you Rick…" Rick's heart squeezed in his chest. He pressed a soft kiss to Morty's forehead.

In that moment, he realized it didn't matter what happened in the future, he would be there. It didn't matter how hard it would be, or how much he would want to run away. It didn't matter if Beth and Jerry fought, if Summer annoyed him or if being with Morty became too much. He knew that it would be hard. Morty wasn't okay, no matter how much he lied. Rick could feel it in his bones and he would have to eventually answer for his mistakes but it didn't matter, because he would be there to do it. He wasn't running away this time.

"I love you too…" he whispered and slowly, he drifted off into the most peaceful sleep he had ever had.