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A Different Light Chapter: 6
A Different Light Chapter: 6
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sairalinde & anorienbean
Pairing: David Wenham/Craig Parker
Rating: Adult for graphic m/m sex
Warnings: None for now
Archiving: Saira’s Library, Here With Me, Mirrormere, OEAM, others please ask first
Feedback: Yes, please. We live for it. Send to: sairalinde @ hornofgondor.com, or thechroniclesofosgiliath @ yahoo.com
Disclaimer: None of this happened except in our fantasies. We are in no way are implying anything about the sexual preferences of either of our main characters, or any other peripheral characters used in this story.
Summary: A wealthy businessman is forced to do volunteer work and meets a handsome social worker who changes his views about the homeless and about love.
NOTE: This is very AU, in a world where homosexuality is easily accepted, and there are no worries about STD's. We do address these issues in other stories, but not this one. :)
//Indicate thoughts
David smiled as he pushed open the door to the shelter and stepped inside. He had been smiling ever since his meeting ended, ever since he realized he'd be spending the rest of the day with Craig. He had gone home briefly to take care of a few things and came straight back to the shelter. Looking around he didn't see Craig right away and thought he'd either be in his office or the kitchen. Moving past a few men playing cards he saw Karl who looked at him with a shocked expression. "It *is* Sunday right?" he asked and David laughed. "Yeah it's Sunday. Where's Craig?" he asked with a grin.
"Last I saw he was helping that new fella, Orlando - filling out some of the medical vouchers," Karl said picking up a tray from the table.
David nodded and headed toward Craig's office. "Thanks, Karl," he said realizing he'd never actually spoken to the man before.
Craig laughed at Orlando, who was again trying to make excuses to slide his chair to the other side of the desk and sit next to him. Craig had moved the chair….David’s chair….as he now thought of it, to the opposite side of the desk when he and Orlando had walked into the office. It wasn’t that Orlando wasn’t nice, or sweet, or helpful, but Craig simply had no desire to sit that close to him. “Orlando,” he chuckled, “You’re persistent, I’ll give you that. But my…” //My…what exactly? Lover? Volunteer?// “….but David is the only one who sits over here with me. Sorry, buddy, but that’s the way it goes.” Orlando had been flirting outrageously for the past hour, but Craig had barely noticed. He kept playing the last twenty fours hours in his mind again and again, and several times Orlando had had to call to him to get his attention.
Orlando frowned when he almost said 'my David' //Sure as hell didn't seem like *your* David yesterday when he freaked out in the kitchen.// Orlando looked back down at his paperwork and sighed. "Had to try," he grinned teasingly, pleased with himself when a huge smile spread across Craig's face only to realize he wasn't looking at him. He turned in time to see David enter the small office and with not so much a nod in his direction crossed around the desk and grabbed Craig's arms and kissed him like a dying man needed oxygen.
David had walked in just as Orlando had said "Had to try," and decided he'd make damn sure that he knew where things stood. Not even saying hello, he crossed the room and kissed Craig deeply, and after a moment forgot they had an audience at all. Drawing back he smiled, "Hello again. I'd hoped to get here earlier...but the meeting was a little longer than I thought it would be," he whispered.
Craig grinned and wrapped his arms around David’s waist, still trying to catch his breath after the completely unexpected but very welcome kiss. “Hello yourself,” he said. “Boy, am I glad to see you. And I don’t mean because I need the extra hands here at the shelter.” Remembering Orlando, he turned toward the younger man, blushing furiously. “Orlando, I’m sorry. I don’t think I’ve formally introduced you. This is David. David, this is Orlando, our newest volunteer.”
David turned and gave Orlando one of his most practiced 'business' smiles reserved for people he didn't care for or simply didn't know but found that he might need to be nice to. Last thing he wanted to do was make an enemy of one of the other volunteers. "Sorry to interrupt. Nice to meet you," he said offering his hand to the younger man. Orlando eyed David's hand for only a moment before standing and shaking hands with him. "Nice to meet you too," he said feeling caught off guard. He hadn't expected *that*!
David turned back to Craig, "Do you need to wrap things up here before we go?" he asked. Truth be told he wanted to drag Craig out of there right now, but if he had things to finish up he would be patient and help if Craig needed him to.
“I think Orlando can finish up this paperwork,” Craig smiled, pulling David closer and relaxing against him. “Mirry’s here to help if he needs it. I think she’s actually thrilled that I’m getting out of here for a bit. I don’t think I’ve been on a date since I’ve known her…and certainly not two nights in a row.” He reached for the jacket that was draped over the back of his chair and bent over to get his overnight bag. “So, basically, my dear Mr. Wenham, I’m all yours.”
David smiled. "Well, well...all mine? I think I like that," he teased, glimpsing Orlando rolling his eyes. "Again nice to meet you," he said as he took Craig's hand and they walked out of the office and toward the front door. "Did you have a good afternoon?" David asked as he pushed the door open and they walked out onto the sidewalk.
Craig couldn’t help but grin as David took his hand. Quite something to marvel at, since only last night he’d told Craig he hadn’t ever really done that before. With a final goodbye to Orlando, Craig, for the very first time in years, completely forgot about the shelter, and concentrated on his lover. “It’s better now,” he said with a smile. “I finished the grant applications and helped Hugo out in the kitchen, then Mirry came in and teased me about my new…friend. How was your meeting?”
"The best thing about my meeting? It's over, it lasted far longer than it should have and it ended pretty much with the investor *finally* accepting what Dom had told him at 5am this morning," David said sighing as they got in the car. "Anyway Mirry teased you?" David asked curiously as he started the car.
Craig nodded sheepishly. “She had to get her two cents worth in because I kept smiling and looking at my watch,” he admitted. “Usually, I’m at the shelter for days at a time, and today, I just couldn’t wait to leave. It’s kind of nice to have something to look forward to for a change. Especially when that something is as handsome as my date for the evening happens to be.”
David laughed and felt a rare blush creep across his face. "So you are referring to me as your 'friend'?" he asked curious as to how Craig thought of him. What were they to each other anyway? They were friends before he thought...now...he wasn't sure. Lover's yes...they were dating, well two dates counts as dating right? They were definitely having sex if the events of last night and this morning and what he hoped happened tonight were any indication...so...was he Craig's 'boyfriend'? Was Craig his? Was it too early for that? Had never wanted to...but this with Craig, was getting more and more complicated all the time, though for some reason he couldn't explain- even to himself, David didn't seem to mind.
Craig looked down, finding the worn spot on his jeans just above the knee suddenly fascinating. “I…I honestly don’t know how to refer to you,” he said softly. “You’re definitely more than a friend, at least in my definition of what a friend is. And I know we like each other. I think we agree on that. And I know I’ve thought about you all day. So…what does that make us?” He turned and looked out the window, suddenly wishing he’d just kept his mouth shut. “I…anyway. I’m sorry. I guess we’ll figure it out one day. I didn’t mean to put you on the spot.” Running his hand nervously through his hair, he hoped he hadn’t spoiled their evening. He kept hearing David say that he didn’t *do* relationships, even though this seemed to be what they were doing. //God, I’ve fucked this up good this time.// He searched for something to say, and closed his eyes. “Anyway….we should probably change the subject…”
David sighed, "If you are saying we should change the subject because you think I'm going to be bothered by it...don't. I...I don't know what we are really doing here. I feel like all the rules I used to know have changed since I met you, Craig. Some things I used to honestly detest I find myself almost liking or actually enjoying. Hell...I guess what I'm trying to say is...people are probably going to ask both of us what we are to each other, and referring to you to others as my lover feels....cold somehow. So...I guess...boyfriend? If...if that's comfortable for you? I've never actually had anyone refer to me that way, and never referred to anyone else that way, but...I think it fits what is going on between us?" he said the last uncertainly. He wasn't sure how Craig would react.
Craig’s grin spread from ear to ear. “I like that,” he said, sliding across the seat and curling up next to David. “It was the first word that came to mind when Mirry teased me, but I was afraid to actually use it. And nothing, absolutely *nothing* would make me happier than for you to call me the same.” He lightly ran his fingers over David’s arm, feeling the electricity running through his body from the simple touch alone. “I think the rules have changed for both of us.”
David smiled and felt relieved as Craig moved closer. He agreed the rules had changed, and he just needed some time to catch up and relearn everything he thought was true before that isn't now. "Well then would my boyfriend like to know where we are going, or are you just going to trust me?" he asked with a grin. He dropped his hand from the steering wheel and rested it on Craig's thigh lightly caressing.
Watching David’s obvious relief, Craig felt the last of the tension draining from his own shoulders as well. He rested his hand over his lover’s as he stroked his leg, loving the way David touched him so sweetly, seeming to be happy to share gentle caresses and not try to hide their attraction in the least. “Well,” he laughed, “your boyfriend trusts you implicitly, but he’s quite impatient. So, he’s *dying* to know what you have in mind. Especially since you asked him to bring an overnight bag.”
David laughed as he made a right turn down the street to his apartment building. "Well actually it's nothing too spectacular. I thought it would be nice if you sort of saw my world I guess. I've been at the shelter and your house...and I thought you'd enjoy a nice quiet dinner at my place. And...I sort of like the idea of you, naked, spread out across my bed. IF you'd like that too of course," David teased.
Craig laughed even as all the blood in his body rushed to his groin. If there had been any left, he would have blushed, but it seemed that every drop had congregated just between his hips, making his jeans feel as though they’d shrunk a size or two and suddenly felt quite uncomfortable. “Dinner at your place sounds perfect,” he chuckled. “And I think I can definitely see myself naked on your bed. Although, in the mental image I’m getting, you’re naked as well, and we’re doing all kinds of lovely things to each other. I can clearly see you buried so deep inside me, I can taste you in the back of my throat.” His hand slid over to rest on the inside of David’s thigh. “That’s quite the lovely picture, don’t you think?”
David felt his cock twitch as Craig spoke and nearly swerved when his hand moved over his thigh. "I think if we continue this line of conversation that we'll end up skipping dinner," he grinned. Turning into the parking garage David punched in his ID code and the gate lifted so they could proceed. As David put the car in park he smiled, "Well, here we are," he said opening his door. He grabbed Craig's bag from the backseat and took his hand as they walked to the elevator. Soon they were on the top floor and he punched in another code to unlock his door. "Welcome to my home," David said holding the door open for Craig.
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David had taken a chance asking Craig back to his place. He had never invited any date to his place to dinner, he had always kept those sorts of things as impersonal as possible it seemed. That is until he met Craig. He wasn't sure why he wanted to do things differently with Craig, what it was about him that brought that out in David. They were relaxing on the couch and he curled his arms around Craig and sighed contentedly. Dinner had been just as enjoyable as the night before perhaps even more so because they could both be completely relaxed. "I am glad you agreed to put up with me another night," he teased pressing a soft kiss against Craig's temple.
Craig snuggled closer to his lover and smiled, leaning in to nibble at his bottom lip. “Well,” he laughed, “I happen to find you quite easy to put up with, if you want to know the truth. I, on the other hand, am glad you asked me out again.” He closed his eyes and rested his head on David’s shoulder. “I really enjoyed dinner. And *this*…” he tightened his arms and sighed happily, “*this* is nice. You’re quite warm and snuggable, you know.”
"Snuggable?" David asked with a chuckle. "Well...I can honestly say no one has ever told me that." He shifted slightly on the couch and looked into Craig's eyes. "Will you believe me if I tell you that you are the first date I've ever brought to my home?" he asked. It was the truth and he wanted Craig to know that he was special to him. David didn't really ever want a relationship before and still felt like he was off balance at times with Craig, but he wanted to spend time with him. David wanted to share part of his life with Craig, and it scared the hell out of him at times.
Craig opened his eyes and gazed at his lover. He could see the sincerity shining back at him from the blue eyes before him and his breath caught in his throat. “I believe you,” he said softly as he brought up one hand to let the back of his fingers trail down his lover’s cheek. “I’m really glad you brought me here, David.” Resting his head back on David’s shoulder, he unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt and let his fingertips curl through soft, curly hair. “And I want you to know this is all new to me too. I don’t do this normally. I’ve not….not *been* with anyone for over two years now.”
"Two years?" David asked surprised. He couldn't believe a man who looked like Craig had been alone for that long. "Craig...I want you to know what I said the other day...that, I'm sorry. I was angry when I saw Orlando touching you when I didn't have a right to be. And I shouldn't have said the things I did to you. I want you to know that I was jealous, and I do know better. I know you aren't that type," he said softly. He wanted to make sure Craig knew that he did respect him, and care about him.
Craig smiled and placed a soft kiss to his lover’s lips. “You don’t need to apologize,” he whispered. “I would have acted the same way if I’d seen someone touching you like that. Honestly, I was kind of…well,….kind of flattered that you cared enough to be jealous.” He trailed dozens of small kisses over to David’s ear, where he stopped and nibbled gently. “Besides, the way you kissed me after that……it was well worth it.”
David smiled as Craig kissed and nibbled on his ear and then felt as if his heart melted when he mentioned the kiss they'd shared against the door of his office. He didn't remember ever wanting anyone more in his life than he'd wanted Craig. Turning slightly, he tipped Craig's head up and gazed into his sparkling eyes for a moment. "It *was* worth it," he whispered before closing the distance between them and kissing him deeply. As Craig's lips parted to grant him access, his tongue slipped forward to taste and tease his lover while his hands slipped down from his shoulders and around his back pulling him closer.
Craig’s soft moan was lost in their kiss as David pulled him closer. As the slick, warm tongue delved gently inside his mouth, his eyes fell shut and his arms curled underneath David’s shoulders. Their lips pressed gently against each other’s at first, then steadily became more demanding, each man seeming to hunger for more of his lover, pulling him closer and deepening the kiss again and again. Craig’s hands ran underneath David’s shirt, lightly caressing his back and shoulders, and he felt his arousal growing hard behind the zipper of his jeans. His hips pressed down of their own volition, and a soft gasp escaped his lips as his erection shifted against his lover’s thigh.
Feeling Craig's hands moving over him made his skin tingle and David let his hands slip down his back loving the way his muscles shifted under his hands. As Craig moved against him he felt his arousal press against his leg and his own twitched. It was amazing how easily Craig could arouse him, with a single kiss, a single look, and he was instantly hard and aching for him. Drawing back from the kiss he smiled as they both tried to catch their breath a bit. "I said in the car earlier that I'd like to see you naked, spread out across my bed...and I still want that," he whispered.
Craig laughed breathlessly, and placed a soft kiss to the tip of David’s nose. “Well,” he teased, “since you’re officially my boyfriend now, and since I always make it a point to see that my boyfriend gets *whatever* he wants, I think that can quite easily be arranged.” With a final kiss to David’s neck, Craig stood and offered him his hand as he pretended to think. As David’s fingers entwined with his own, Craig’s free hand trailed down to his jeans and deftly unfastened the top button, then slowly pulled the zipper down just enough to free the swollen head of his arousal. “And I think there was *something* I wanted too….now, can you remember what that was? I know it involved you. And me. And….what was it after that? Something about…..no….not remembering…..any idea what I was thinking about at the time?”
David smiled as Craig spoke and then felt his breath catch in his throat as Craig unfastened his own jeans. //Damn he's sexy.// Leaning forward to lick and nibble on his lover's neck, David's hand trailed down to finish the job Craig started. Unzipping Craig's jeans further he wrapped his fingers around his lover's arousal. "Well...I seem to remember something about me being buried so deep inside of you that you could taste me in the back of your throat," David whispered huskily against Craig's ear as he started to move them toward the doorway to his bedroom.
A shiver of desire ran up Craig’s spine as he turned lust filled eyes to meet his lover’s. “Somehow, that just sounds so much sexier when you say it,” he murmured as his hips shifted against David’s hand, thrusting his aching arousal forward into his lover’s fist. His jeans and shirt were lost somewhere between the living room and bedroom, and he unfastened David’s jeans just as they reached the bedroom door. Quickly pushing them to the floor, Craig’s own fingers greedily wrapped around his lover’s arousal and his thumb slid over the already leaking head. Unwilling to let go of the rigid column of flesh in his hand, or to remove other arm from David’s waist, he tugged helplessly at his lover’s shirt, the only garment remaining between their bodies. “Shirt, off, please,” he breathed.
David chuckled and reluctantly released his lover to quickly shrug off his shirt and then wrapped one arm around him again, the other hand trailing back down to his lover's arousal, stroking it gently even as their lips met in a passionate kiss. Shifting his hips slightly he stepped out of his jeans as they made their way to the bed, neither of them wanting to let go of the other. "God, Craig. I've never wanted anyone the way that I want you," he whispered breathlessly as their legs brushed against the side of his bed.
“I know,” Craig whispered, as he rested one knee on the bed and pulled David closer. He turned, and gently lay his lover back against the comforter, cradling him close and staring into heavenly blue eyes as he ran his fingers over every inch of the body he’d explored countless times the night before, but couldn’t seem to get enough of. “I feel the same way.” Laying down beside David, Craig moaned as sure fingers continued stroking his arousal and his own hand worked it’s way down to wrap around his lover’s shaft once again. “Let me taste you,” he whispered against David’s ear.
As Craig pulled him down onto the bed, just the way he pulled him close and held him made David feel....cherished like never before. He lost himself in his lover's eyes and gasped as Craig whispered against his ear. "God yes, please," he whimpered. The very thought of those incredible lips sinking around his aching flesh made all of the blood in his body rush to his groin, making him impossibly harder. His lips found Craig's in a deep kiss before his lover began to slide down his body.
Kissing a slow, wet trail over the muscles of his lover’s chest and stomach, Craig stopped only long enough to thoroughly investigate David’s navel, dipping his tongue deep into the small indentation and nibbling around the edges. He moved lower and pressed the side of his cheek against his lover’s lower stomach as he closed his eyes, trying to regain control of his body. This intoxicating tenderness mixed with lust, wanting to take care of David and make mad, passionate love to him at the same time…it was all almost overwhelming. //God help me. I’m falling in love with you, David.//
Arching into Craig's touch, David moaned softly. As his lover continued on his quest down his body, David's stomach muscles contracted as his lover teased him. Dragging in shallow breaths his fingers sunk into soft dark hair as Craig rested against him for a moment. He found that he enjoyed just feeling Craig's body against his own and wondered at the feelings that he was experiencing. He cared for Craig, he wanted him more than just sexually but he wasn't sure what it all meant. He had little time to dwell on the thoughts however, when his lover began moving down his body again.
Pressing soft kisses to each of David’s hips, Craig’s mouth finally reached its goal. His fingers were still firmly gripping his lover’s length, and he loosened them slowly as he licked his lips. Moving down to brush the tip of his tongue gently between David’s testicles, he carefully pulled each one in his mouth in turn; sucking and licking, lavishing each with attention and long swipes of his tongue. After long moments, he kissed his way up the swollen shaft, his tongue darting over the slit at the tip, tasting his lover for the first time. //Perfect. Like I knew you’d be.// His lips closed around David’s flesh, and Craig took him into his mouth, inch by perfect inch as his own arousal began to ache in earnest, dripping copiously against the comforter underneath them.
David writhed under his lover and moaned softly from the tender attention paid to the sensitive sac. Swallowing hard, he trembled as Craig's slick warm tongue moved over him and then a hot mouth sunk around his aching shaft. Fisting one hand in the comforter, the other remained tangled in short dark hair, his fingers flexing against his lover's scalp. It took every ounce of concentration to keep from thrusting up into the wet cavern surrounding his cock. Just this and he was already close to the edge. Craig was absolutely incredible, more so than anyone he had ever met. David knew he was getting in over his head with him but he couldn't bring himself to slow things down, to analyze what was happening between them....happening to him.
Craig ran his tongue over every inch of the velvety skin of David’s arousal. His lips sank down until they rested around the base of the throbbing length, and he could taste the proof of his lover’s arousal at the back of his throat. His hands moved to wrap around his lover’s hips, urging him to thrust at will and he unconsciously ground his own arousal against the covers. Slowly lifting his head, he kept his lips sealed tightly over David’s length, and let his teeth graze lightly over the swollen head. He loved giving David pleasure, loved hearing him moan and move beneath him, and his own excitement grew with every passing moment.
David moaned as Craig's mouth sunk down around him and as Craig urged him to thrust into the enticing slick heat he felt the last of his control snap. Arching up he nearly growled as smooth teeth grazed his aching flesh. Tangling his hand further into the covers as his lover took him deeply once again he gasped. "God Craig," he whispered as he watched the erotic sight of his shaft disappearing over and over again past those soft incredible lips. No one had ever made him want this way, and somehow he knew that no one else ever would. He already knew Craig was special, and if he was one to listen to his heart instead of his head it would tell him that he was falling for him. Since he didn't believe in love he decided it was just incredible chemistry between them, and then all thought fled as Craig swallowed around him.
Craig watched David though half lidded eyes, moving one hand down to wrap his fingers around his lover’s shaft, and stroking the hard length that was wet and glistening from his own lips and tongue. He continued to lick and suck on the swollen head as his free hand ran lightly over David’s body, loving the way David’s skin felt underneath his fingers. Moving his hips in time with his mouth, he concentrated on holding off his release until his lover was inside him, but he suddenly wanted….no, *needed* to feel David losing control from this alone. His mouth and hands moved faster as he coaxed his lover closer to the edge. He pulled his mouth away from the thick shaft between his lips and licked the throbbing vein underneath his tongue. “Come for me,” he whispered.
The feeling was overwhelming as Craig's hand roamed over his skin and he felt the tension growing low in his body. As Craig drew away and whispered he whimpered as Craig's mouth sunk around him again. Arching off the bed and thrusting into his lover's mouth he felt the tension build and snap. His release slammed through him and he cried out his lover's name as he swallowed the slick fluid that spilled from him. "Oh God, Craig," he gasped caressing his lover's cheek as he tried to catch his breath.
Craig swallowed everything David had to offer, keeping the pulsing length in his mouth and gently cleaning him with his tongue. As gentle fingers caressed his skin, he kissed a long, slow trail up his lover’s body, finally stopping at those perfect lips that had entranced him from that first day. He rained soft kisses over David’s face, giving him time to catch his breath, even as his hand trailed back down to wrap his fingers over his lover’s still twitching length. “I’m not even remotely finished with you yet,” he whispered, sliding his free arm underneath David’s head and kissing him deeply. “I still want you inside me.”
David trembled as Craig continued to caress him with his tongue. He felt himself shiver as Craig drew away and soft kisses moved up his body to his lips. Kissing him in return he tasted himself in the kiss mingled with Craig's unique flavor. When a gentle hand wrapped around his waning shaft he gasped and felt it pulse within the gentle grip as Craig spoke. As soft lips descended on his own again David lost himself in the kiss wondering how it was that Craig could make him want him so much. Once they drew apart and Craig whispered that he still wanted to feel David inside him, impossibly he felt his cock twitch. "I want that too...once I'm able to scrape a few brain cells back together anyway," he teased pulling Craig back down for another kiss.
Craig’s smile was lost in their kiss and his eyes fell shut. He was, without the slightest doubt, falling for David. It probably wouldn’t end well, because he wasn’t sure if he could make David return his feelings, wasn’t even sure if David *wanted* that, but right now, it didn’t matter. Even if it didn’t last, he could always say that he’d been lucky enough to find real love at least once in his life, and he wasn’t going to waste one moment of it. His hands freely roamed over David’s body as they kissed for long minutes, his soft sighs of pleasure mingling with his lover’s as they moved together. Before long, he felt David’s arousal beginning to harden again, and Craig moved to straddle hin, brushing their arousals together without ever breaking the kiss.
David felt his heart racing in his chest as Craig kissed him so passionately yet...tenderly. He felt his arousal start to grow again and was slightly amazed that Craig had such an effect on him. Feeling his lover moving over him, David gasped into the kiss as their cocks brushed against one another. His hands slid down Craig's back to cup the perfectly rounded globes of his ass and pulled him even closer. Finally breaking the kiss he lay back against the pillows and looked up at his lover. "You are so incredible," he whispered. Reaching over to the nightstand he yanked the drawer open and managed to drag out a small bottle. "Tell me what you want, Craig."
Craig’s eyes were dark as he regarded his lover breathlessly. //I want you to love me, David.// Biting his tongue, he took the bottle of oil from his lover’s hand and quickly slicked his own fingers, his eyes never leaving the blue eyes beneath him. Twisting his arm behind him, Craig inserted two fingers deep inside his body and twisted, giving a cursory preparation. “I want you to take me,” he whispered softly as he pulled his fingers free and felt his heart pounding in his chest.
David watched entranced as his lover prepared himself and he felt himself grow impossibly harder from the erotic sight. As the softly spoken words filtered through his mind David bit back a moan just from the sheer need he heard and felt in his lover's voice. Taking the bottle of oil he quickly coated his hard length and then coaxed Craig further up onto his knees. Shifting his body slightly David positioned himself at his lover's entrance and thrust up slowly even as Craig's body moved downward. He wanted Craig to control the pace so he simply held onto his lover's hips and caught his own bottom lip between his teeth as he concentrated on letting Craig lead for the moment.
“Oh, God, David,” Craig murmured as he was slowly impaled on his lover’s length. The slow stretch and burn was exquisite as he continued to lower himself, loving the way his lover filled him so completely. He watched as David moved so slowly, touched that he was letting Craig control their movements. When his backside rested flush against David’s body, Craig leaned down and buried his face in his lover’s neck, marking him gently and giving his body time to adjust.
David trembled slightly as Craig leaned over him kissing his neck. He moaned softly as Craig whispered against his neck. Unable to hold back any longer, he thrust up into the tight channel surrounding him. "You're incredible, Craig...so incredible," he whispered as they began to move together slowly. Craig rocked his hips and David marveled at how deeply he was buried within his lover. Grasping his hips tighter David increased their pace gradually until all that was heard in the room were soft moans.
They moved as one for long minutes, until finally, Craig leaned back, forcing David even further inside him. Flexing his legs, he moved over his lover, taking him in again and again. As they both moved faster, their thrusts became more and more erratic, and Craig could sense that both of their releases were near. David was rock hard inside him, and the head of his arousal nudged Craig’s sweet spot with every thrust, causing low moans to fall from his lips as stars flashed behind his eyelids. He closed his eyes and reveled in the feel of their lovemaking, trying to make it last as long as possible, but knowing that it was a losing battle.
There was nothing in his life to compare to this, to how it felt to be with Craig, David thought. This was more than sex, and the words 'making love' popped into his mind as the only way to describe it. The phrase stuck in his mind awkwardly but then as Craig leaned back up and their pace increased even more. He could feel his second orgasm rapidly growing within him and all other thought fled. Sliding his hand from Craig's hip he wrapped it around the rigid shaft slicking it with the fluid that leaked from the swollen tip. "Come for me, Craig," he whispered as his hand stroked in time with their movements.
Craig shuddered as David’s hand wrapped around him. He thrust up into the firm grip, then back down on the rigid shaft buried inside him, and cried out his lover’s name as he threw his head back and slammed down one final time. Seconds later, his release hit him hard, and he spilled hot and slick over the fingers surrounding him, his body clenching again and again around the shaft still thrusting into the depths of his body. He forced his eyes open again and looked down at his lover, wanting to see his face as he lost all control for the second time this evening.
The feeling of Craig's muscles contracting around him as his release spilled over David's fingers was just enough to bring him spiraling over the edge again. Thrusting up into the tight channel one last time he cried out and shuddered violently, as tight muscles milked every last drop of his release from him. Leaning up, he gathered Craig in his arms and kissed him deeply as he pulled him back down on top of him. "God, Craig," he whispered, "I...I can't believe how you make me come undone." He held him tight for a few moments, as they both struggled to catch their breath.
Craig loved the feeling of David’s arms around him, and his own slid underneath his lover’s shoulders, holding him close. “I feel the same way,” he whispered against his lover’s skin. “I didn’t even know it was *possible* to want someone so much.” He shifted, sighing regretfully as David slipped from his body, and curled up next to him. //God, I hope this isn’t only a quickie for you…that you’ll still want me in the morning.//
David smiled and wrapped his arms around Craig as he settled next to him. "Me either. Never in my life have I felt like this," he whispered softly. Pressing a soft kiss against Craig's temple David shifted and reached for some tissues on the nightstand. Gently cleaning his lover and then quickly wiping himself he tossed them in the wastebasket and pulled the covers up before curling his arms around Craig again. "What time do you need to be at the shelter in the morning?" he asked softly.
Craig moved to rest one leg across David’s thighs and sighed contentedly. “I usually don’t even go home, so I don’t have any set hours,” he laughed, brushing his hand lightly across his lover’s chest. “But Mirry and Orlando are going to be there early…Mirry insisted I take some time for myself and enjoy my….my boyfriend. So….maybe I can just catch a ride with you whenever you have to leave? I know you’ve got a business to run and I honestly don’t want to be any trouble, or mess up your schedule.”
David smiled, "You won't be messing anything up...the nice thing about owning the company is I can sometimes set my own hours. Speaking of which I'll just call Dom and tell him to clear most of my morning. I'll get you to the shelter before ten and then over to my office. By that time rush hour will be over anyway," he said reaching for the phone beside the bed. "That ok with you?" he asked before picking it up.
Craig looked up at David in shock. Somehow, he didn’t think David was the type to go in late very often. “I….yes, that’s perfect,” he grinned. “I think a nice, long night and relaxing morning away from work is something we both need.” He leaned up and placed a soft kiss to his lover’s lips. “Thank you, David. Every single minute of this weekend that I’ve spent with you has been perfect. Absolutely, completely, utterly perfect.”
David smiled and returned Craig's kiss. "I've really enjoyed myself too," he said. He *wanted* to spend time with Craig and pushing a few meetings around wouldn't be that big of a deal. Picking up the phone he called Dom and asked him to clear his schedule until 10:45. Dom had asked why and David just told him personal business. Once he got off the phone he turned to Craig and slipped his arms back around him. "Ok, that's all done. Now...boyfriend of mine, you've thoroughly worn me out you know?" he said trying to keep from yawning.
Craig laughed. He *really* liked the way the word ‘boyfriend’ fell off David’s tongue…and he *really* loved the way David meant him when he said it. He could tell from the phone conversation that David’s office must have been pretty shocked at his request. “I’m pretty thoroughly worn out too,” he grinned. He honestly hated to go to sleep and miss one minute of watching his lover, but his eyes were already trying to shut. He pressed a soft kiss to David’s lips and snuggled closer. “Sweet dreams,” he murmured, biting his lip to keep from adding on the word ‘sweetheart.’ “And feel free to wake me up for *anything* at *any* time during the night.”
David returned the gentle kiss and then chuckled as Craig said he could wake him up. "I just may do that," he grinned. Closing his eyes he rested his cheek against Craig's head and whispered, "Sweet dreams, Craig." He felt his body relax and slipped his leg over Craig's as he began to drift off to sleep. Two nights now he'd slept with Craig wrapped in his arms and he wondered if he would ever get used to not having him in his arms when he slept alone in the future. Frowning as he thought about being alone in bed he unconsciously snuggled closer to his lover.
Holding his lover tight, Craig’s eyes opened slightly as David pulled him even closer. His fingers curled through soft red hair and he placed a kiss on David’s forehead. Closing his eyes again, he sighed contentedly and smiled. //I can get used to this so easily. Maybe too easily.// He slowly drifted off to sleep, the smile never leaving his face, and his arms never relaxing their hold on his lover.
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TBC
Authors:
sairalinde & anorienbeanPairing: David Wenham/Craig Parker
Rating: Adult for graphic m/m sex
Warnings: None for now
Archiving: Saira’s Library, Here With Me, Mirrormere, OEAM, others please ask first
Feedback: Yes, please. We live for it. Send to: sairalinde @ hornofgondor.com, or thechroniclesofosgiliath @ yahoo.com
Disclaimer: None of this happened except in our fantasies. We are in no way are implying anything about the sexual preferences of either of our main characters, or any other peripheral characters used in this story.
Summary: A wealthy businessman is forced to do volunteer work and meets a handsome social worker who changes his views about the homeless and about love.
NOTE: This is very AU, in a world where homosexuality is easily accepted, and there are no worries about STD's. We do address these issues in other stories, but not this one. :)
//Indicate thoughts
David smiled as he pushed open the door to the shelter and stepped inside. He had been smiling ever since his meeting ended, ever since he realized he'd be spending the rest of the day with Craig. He had gone home briefly to take care of a few things and came straight back to the shelter. Looking around he didn't see Craig right away and thought he'd either be in his office or the kitchen. Moving past a few men playing cards he saw Karl who looked at him with a shocked expression. "It *is* Sunday right?" he asked and David laughed. "Yeah it's Sunday. Where's Craig?" he asked with a grin.
"Last I saw he was helping that new fella, Orlando - filling out some of the medical vouchers," Karl said picking up a tray from the table.
David nodded and headed toward Craig's office. "Thanks, Karl," he said realizing he'd never actually spoken to the man before.
Craig laughed at Orlando, who was again trying to make excuses to slide his chair to the other side of the desk and sit next to him. Craig had moved the chair….David’s chair….as he now thought of it, to the opposite side of the desk when he and Orlando had walked into the office. It wasn’t that Orlando wasn’t nice, or sweet, or helpful, but Craig simply had no desire to sit that close to him. “Orlando,” he chuckled, “You’re persistent, I’ll give you that. But my…” //My…what exactly? Lover? Volunteer?// “….but David is the only one who sits over here with me. Sorry, buddy, but that’s the way it goes.” Orlando had been flirting outrageously for the past hour, but Craig had barely noticed. He kept playing the last twenty fours hours in his mind again and again, and several times Orlando had had to call to him to get his attention.
Orlando frowned when he almost said 'my David' //Sure as hell didn't seem like *your* David yesterday when he freaked out in the kitchen.// Orlando looked back down at his paperwork and sighed. "Had to try," he grinned teasingly, pleased with himself when a huge smile spread across Craig's face only to realize he wasn't looking at him. He turned in time to see David enter the small office and with not so much a nod in his direction crossed around the desk and grabbed Craig's arms and kissed him like a dying man needed oxygen.
David had walked in just as Orlando had said "Had to try," and decided he'd make damn sure that he knew where things stood. Not even saying hello, he crossed the room and kissed Craig deeply, and after a moment forgot they had an audience at all. Drawing back he smiled, "Hello again. I'd hoped to get here earlier...but the meeting was a little longer than I thought it would be," he whispered.
Craig grinned and wrapped his arms around David’s waist, still trying to catch his breath after the completely unexpected but very welcome kiss. “Hello yourself,” he said. “Boy, am I glad to see you. And I don’t mean because I need the extra hands here at the shelter.” Remembering Orlando, he turned toward the younger man, blushing furiously. “Orlando, I’m sorry. I don’t think I’ve formally introduced you. This is David. David, this is Orlando, our newest volunteer.”
David turned and gave Orlando one of his most practiced 'business' smiles reserved for people he didn't care for or simply didn't know but found that he might need to be nice to. Last thing he wanted to do was make an enemy of one of the other volunteers. "Sorry to interrupt. Nice to meet you," he said offering his hand to the younger man. Orlando eyed David's hand for only a moment before standing and shaking hands with him. "Nice to meet you too," he said feeling caught off guard. He hadn't expected *that*!
David turned back to Craig, "Do you need to wrap things up here before we go?" he asked. Truth be told he wanted to drag Craig out of there right now, but if he had things to finish up he would be patient and help if Craig needed him to.
“I think Orlando can finish up this paperwork,” Craig smiled, pulling David closer and relaxing against him. “Mirry’s here to help if he needs it. I think she’s actually thrilled that I’m getting out of here for a bit. I don’t think I’ve been on a date since I’ve known her…and certainly not two nights in a row.” He reached for the jacket that was draped over the back of his chair and bent over to get his overnight bag. “So, basically, my dear Mr. Wenham, I’m all yours.”
David smiled. "Well, well...all mine? I think I like that," he teased, glimpsing Orlando rolling his eyes. "Again nice to meet you," he said as he took Craig's hand and they walked out of the office and toward the front door. "Did you have a good afternoon?" David asked as he pushed the door open and they walked out onto the sidewalk.
Craig couldn’t help but grin as David took his hand. Quite something to marvel at, since only last night he’d told Craig he hadn’t ever really done that before. With a final goodbye to Orlando, Craig, for the very first time in years, completely forgot about the shelter, and concentrated on his lover. “It’s better now,” he said with a smile. “I finished the grant applications and helped Hugo out in the kitchen, then Mirry came in and teased me about my new…friend. How was your meeting?”
"The best thing about my meeting? It's over, it lasted far longer than it should have and it ended pretty much with the investor *finally* accepting what Dom had told him at 5am this morning," David said sighing as they got in the car. "Anyway Mirry teased you?" David asked curiously as he started the car.
Craig nodded sheepishly. “She had to get her two cents worth in because I kept smiling and looking at my watch,” he admitted. “Usually, I’m at the shelter for days at a time, and today, I just couldn’t wait to leave. It’s kind of nice to have something to look forward to for a change. Especially when that something is as handsome as my date for the evening happens to be.”
David laughed and felt a rare blush creep across his face. "So you are referring to me as your 'friend'?" he asked curious as to how Craig thought of him. What were they to each other anyway? They were friends before he thought...now...he wasn't sure. Lover's yes...they were dating, well two dates counts as dating right? They were definitely having sex if the events of last night and this morning and what he hoped happened tonight were any indication...so...was he Craig's 'boyfriend'? Was Craig his? Was it too early for that? Had never wanted to...but this with Craig, was getting more and more complicated all the time, though for some reason he couldn't explain- even to himself, David didn't seem to mind.
Craig looked down, finding the worn spot on his jeans just above the knee suddenly fascinating. “I…I honestly don’t know how to refer to you,” he said softly. “You’re definitely more than a friend, at least in my definition of what a friend is. And I know we like each other. I think we agree on that. And I know I’ve thought about you all day. So…what does that make us?” He turned and looked out the window, suddenly wishing he’d just kept his mouth shut. “I…anyway. I’m sorry. I guess we’ll figure it out one day. I didn’t mean to put you on the spot.” Running his hand nervously through his hair, he hoped he hadn’t spoiled their evening. He kept hearing David say that he didn’t *do* relationships, even though this seemed to be what they were doing. //God, I’ve fucked this up good this time.// He searched for something to say, and closed his eyes. “Anyway….we should probably change the subject…”
David sighed, "If you are saying we should change the subject because you think I'm going to be bothered by it...don't. I...I don't know what we are really doing here. I feel like all the rules I used to know have changed since I met you, Craig. Some things I used to honestly detest I find myself almost liking or actually enjoying. Hell...I guess what I'm trying to say is...people are probably going to ask both of us what we are to each other, and referring to you to others as my lover feels....cold somehow. So...I guess...boyfriend? If...if that's comfortable for you? I've never actually had anyone refer to me that way, and never referred to anyone else that way, but...I think it fits what is going on between us?" he said the last uncertainly. He wasn't sure how Craig would react.
Craig’s grin spread from ear to ear. “I like that,” he said, sliding across the seat and curling up next to David. “It was the first word that came to mind when Mirry teased me, but I was afraid to actually use it. And nothing, absolutely *nothing* would make me happier than for you to call me the same.” He lightly ran his fingers over David’s arm, feeling the electricity running through his body from the simple touch alone. “I think the rules have changed for both of us.”
David smiled and felt relieved as Craig moved closer. He agreed the rules had changed, and he just needed some time to catch up and relearn everything he thought was true before that isn't now. "Well then would my boyfriend like to know where we are going, or are you just going to trust me?" he asked with a grin. He dropped his hand from the steering wheel and rested it on Craig's thigh lightly caressing.
Watching David’s obvious relief, Craig felt the last of the tension draining from his own shoulders as well. He rested his hand over his lover’s as he stroked his leg, loving the way David touched him so sweetly, seeming to be happy to share gentle caresses and not try to hide their attraction in the least. “Well,” he laughed, “your boyfriend trusts you implicitly, but he’s quite impatient. So, he’s *dying* to know what you have in mind. Especially since you asked him to bring an overnight bag.”
David laughed as he made a right turn down the street to his apartment building. "Well actually it's nothing too spectacular. I thought it would be nice if you sort of saw my world I guess. I've been at the shelter and your house...and I thought you'd enjoy a nice quiet dinner at my place. And...I sort of like the idea of you, naked, spread out across my bed. IF you'd like that too of course," David teased.
Craig laughed even as all the blood in his body rushed to his groin. If there had been any left, he would have blushed, but it seemed that every drop had congregated just between his hips, making his jeans feel as though they’d shrunk a size or two and suddenly felt quite uncomfortable. “Dinner at your place sounds perfect,” he chuckled. “And I think I can definitely see myself naked on your bed. Although, in the mental image I’m getting, you’re naked as well, and we’re doing all kinds of lovely things to each other. I can clearly see you buried so deep inside me, I can taste you in the back of my throat.” His hand slid over to rest on the inside of David’s thigh. “That’s quite the lovely picture, don’t you think?”
David felt his cock twitch as Craig spoke and nearly swerved when his hand moved over his thigh. "I think if we continue this line of conversation that we'll end up skipping dinner," he grinned. Turning into the parking garage David punched in his ID code and the gate lifted so they could proceed. As David put the car in park he smiled, "Well, here we are," he said opening his door. He grabbed Craig's bag from the backseat and took his hand as they walked to the elevator. Soon they were on the top floor and he punched in another code to unlock his door. "Welcome to my home," David said holding the door open for Craig.
~~~
David had taken a chance asking Craig back to his place. He had never invited any date to his place to dinner, he had always kept those sorts of things as impersonal as possible it seemed. That is until he met Craig. He wasn't sure why he wanted to do things differently with Craig, what it was about him that brought that out in David. They were relaxing on the couch and he curled his arms around Craig and sighed contentedly. Dinner had been just as enjoyable as the night before perhaps even more so because they could both be completely relaxed. "I am glad you agreed to put up with me another night," he teased pressing a soft kiss against Craig's temple.
Craig snuggled closer to his lover and smiled, leaning in to nibble at his bottom lip. “Well,” he laughed, “I happen to find you quite easy to put up with, if you want to know the truth. I, on the other hand, am glad you asked me out again.” He closed his eyes and rested his head on David’s shoulder. “I really enjoyed dinner. And *this*…” he tightened his arms and sighed happily, “*this* is nice. You’re quite warm and snuggable, you know.”
"Snuggable?" David asked with a chuckle. "Well...I can honestly say no one has ever told me that." He shifted slightly on the couch and looked into Craig's eyes. "Will you believe me if I tell you that you are the first date I've ever brought to my home?" he asked. It was the truth and he wanted Craig to know that he was special to him. David didn't really ever want a relationship before and still felt like he was off balance at times with Craig, but he wanted to spend time with him. David wanted to share part of his life with Craig, and it scared the hell out of him at times.
Craig opened his eyes and gazed at his lover. He could see the sincerity shining back at him from the blue eyes before him and his breath caught in his throat. “I believe you,” he said softly as he brought up one hand to let the back of his fingers trail down his lover’s cheek. “I’m really glad you brought me here, David.” Resting his head back on David’s shoulder, he unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt and let his fingertips curl through soft, curly hair. “And I want you to know this is all new to me too. I don’t do this normally. I’ve not….not *been* with anyone for over two years now.”
"Two years?" David asked surprised. He couldn't believe a man who looked like Craig had been alone for that long. "Craig...I want you to know what I said the other day...that, I'm sorry. I was angry when I saw Orlando touching you when I didn't have a right to be. And I shouldn't have said the things I did to you. I want you to know that I was jealous, and I do know better. I know you aren't that type," he said softly. He wanted to make sure Craig knew that he did respect him, and care about him.
Craig smiled and placed a soft kiss to his lover’s lips. “You don’t need to apologize,” he whispered. “I would have acted the same way if I’d seen someone touching you like that. Honestly, I was kind of…well,….kind of flattered that you cared enough to be jealous.” He trailed dozens of small kisses over to David’s ear, where he stopped and nibbled gently. “Besides, the way you kissed me after that……it was well worth it.”
David smiled as Craig kissed and nibbled on his ear and then felt as if his heart melted when he mentioned the kiss they'd shared against the door of his office. He didn't remember ever wanting anyone more in his life than he'd wanted Craig. Turning slightly, he tipped Craig's head up and gazed into his sparkling eyes for a moment. "It *was* worth it," he whispered before closing the distance between them and kissing him deeply. As Craig's lips parted to grant him access, his tongue slipped forward to taste and tease his lover while his hands slipped down from his shoulders and around his back pulling him closer.
Craig’s soft moan was lost in their kiss as David pulled him closer. As the slick, warm tongue delved gently inside his mouth, his eyes fell shut and his arms curled underneath David’s shoulders. Their lips pressed gently against each other’s at first, then steadily became more demanding, each man seeming to hunger for more of his lover, pulling him closer and deepening the kiss again and again. Craig’s hands ran underneath David’s shirt, lightly caressing his back and shoulders, and he felt his arousal growing hard behind the zipper of his jeans. His hips pressed down of their own volition, and a soft gasp escaped his lips as his erection shifted against his lover’s thigh.
Feeling Craig's hands moving over him made his skin tingle and David let his hands slip down his back loving the way his muscles shifted under his hands. As Craig moved against him he felt his arousal press against his leg and his own twitched. It was amazing how easily Craig could arouse him, with a single kiss, a single look, and he was instantly hard and aching for him. Drawing back from the kiss he smiled as they both tried to catch their breath a bit. "I said in the car earlier that I'd like to see you naked, spread out across my bed...and I still want that," he whispered.
Craig laughed breathlessly, and placed a soft kiss to the tip of David’s nose. “Well,” he teased, “since you’re officially my boyfriend now, and since I always make it a point to see that my boyfriend gets *whatever* he wants, I think that can quite easily be arranged.” With a final kiss to David’s neck, Craig stood and offered him his hand as he pretended to think. As David’s fingers entwined with his own, Craig’s free hand trailed down to his jeans and deftly unfastened the top button, then slowly pulled the zipper down just enough to free the swollen head of his arousal. “And I think there was *something* I wanted too….now, can you remember what that was? I know it involved you. And me. And….what was it after that? Something about…..no….not remembering…..any idea what I was thinking about at the time?”
David smiled as Craig spoke and then felt his breath catch in his throat as Craig unfastened his own jeans. //Damn he's sexy.// Leaning forward to lick and nibble on his lover's neck, David's hand trailed down to finish the job Craig started. Unzipping Craig's jeans further he wrapped his fingers around his lover's arousal. "Well...I seem to remember something about me being buried so deep inside of you that you could taste me in the back of your throat," David whispered huskily against Craig's ear as he started to move them toward the doorway to his bedroom.
A shiver of desire ran up Craig’s spine as he turned lust filled eyes to meet his lover’s. “Somehow, that just sounds so much sexier when you say it,” he murmured as his hips shifted against David’s hand, thrusting his aching arousal forward into his lover’s fist. His jeans and shirt were lost somewhere between the living room and bedroom, and he unfastened David’s jeans just as they reached the bedroom door. Quickly pushing them to the floor, Craig’s own fingers greedily wrapped around his lover’s arousal and his thumb slid over the already leaking head. Unwilling to let go of the rigid column of flesh in his hand, or to remove other arm from David’s waist, he tugged helplessly at his lover’s shirt, the only garment remaining between their bodies. “Shirt, off, please,” he breathed.
David chuckled and reluctantly released his lover to quickly shrug off his shirt and then wrapped one arm around him again, the other hand trailing back down to his lover's arousal, stroking it gently even as their lips met in a passionate kiss. Shifting his hips slightly he stepped out of his jeans as they made their way to the bed, neither of them wanting to let go of the other. "God, Craig. I've never wanted anyone the way that I want you," he whispered breathlessly as their legs brushed against the side of his bed.
“I know,” Craig whispered, as he rested one knee on the bed and pulled David closer. He turned, and gently lay his lover back against the comforter, cradling him close and staring into heavenly blue eyes as he ran his fingers over every inch of the body he’d explored countless times the night before, but couldn’t seem to get enough of. “I feel the same way.” Laying down beside David, Craig moaned as sure fingers continued stroking his arousal and his own hand worked it’s way down to wrap around his lover’s shaft once again. “Let me taste you,” he whispered against David’s ear.
As Craig pulled him down onto the bed, just the way he pulled him close and held him made David feel....cherished like never before. He lost himself in his lover's eyes and gasped as Craig whispered against his ear. "God yes, please," he whimpered. The very thought of those incredible lips sinking around his aching flesh made all of the blood in his body rush to his groin, making him impossibly harder. His lips found Craig's in a deep kiss before his lover began to slide down his body.
Kissing a slow, wet trail over the muscles of his lover’s chest and stomach, Craig stopped only long enough to thoroughly investigate David’s navel, dipping his tongue deep into the small indentation and nibbling around the edges. He moved lower and pressed the side of his cheek against his lover’s lower stomach as he closed his eyes, trying to regain control of his body. This intoxicating tenderness mixed with lust, wanting to take care of David and make mad, passionate love to him at the same time…it was all almost overwhelming. //God help me. I’m falling in love with you, David.//
Arching into Craig's touch, David moaned softly. As his lover continued on his quest down his body, David's stomach muscles contracted as his lover teased him. Dragging in shallow breaths his fingers sunk into soft dark hair as Craig rested against him for a moment. He found that he enjoyed just feeling Craig's body against his own and wondered at the feelings that he was experiencing. He cared for Craig, he wanted him more than just sexually but he wasn't sure what it all meant. He had little time to dwell on the thoughts however, when his lover began moving down his body again.
Pressing soft kisses to each of David’s hips, Craig’s mouth finally reached its goal. His fingers were still firmly gripping his lover’s length, and he loosened them slowly as he licked his lips. Moving down to brush the tip of his tongue gently between David’s testicles, he carefully pulled each one in his mouth in turn; sucking and licking, lavishing each with attention and long swipes of his tongue. After long moments, he kissed his way up the swollen shaft, his tongue darting over the slit at the tip, tasting his lover for the first time. //Perfect. Like I knew you’d be.// His lips closed around David’s flesh, and Craig took him into his mouth, inch by perfect inch as his own arousal began to ache in earnest, dripping copiously against the comforter underneath them.
David writhed under his lover and moaned softly from the tender attention paid to the sensitive sac. Swallowing hard, he trembled as Craig's slick warm tongue moved over him and then a hot mouth sunk around his aching shaft. Fisting one hand in the comforter, the other remained tangled in short dark hair, his fingers flexing against his lover's scalp. It took every ounce of concentration to keep from thrusting up into the wet cavern surrounding his cock. Just this and he was already close to the edge. Craig was absolutely incredible, more so than anyone he had ever met. David knew he was getting in over his head with him but he couldn't bring himself to slow things down, to analyze what was happening between them....happening to him.
Craig ran his tongue over every inch of the velvety skin of David’s arousal. His lips sank down until they rested around the base of the throbbing length, and he could taste the proof of his lover’s arousal at the back of his throat. His hands moved to wrap around his lover’s hips, urging him to thrust at will and he unconsciously ground his own arousal against the covers. Slowly lifting his head, he kept his lips sealed tightly over David’s length, and let his teeth graze lightly over the swollen head. He loved giving David pleasure, loved hearing him moan and move beneath him, and his own excitement grew with every passing moment.
David moaned as Craig's mouth sunk down around him and as Craig urged him to thrust into the enticing slick heat he felt the last of his control snap. Arching up he nearly growled as smooth teeth grazed his aching flesh. Tangling his hand further into the covers as his lover took him deeply once again he gasped. "God Craig," he whispered as he watched the erotic sight of his shaft disappearing over and over again past those soft incredible lips. No one had ever made him want this way, and somehow he knew that no one else ever would. He already knew Craig was special, and if he was one to listen to his heart instead of his head it would tell him that he was falling for him. Since he didn't believe in love he decided it was just incredible chemistry between them, and then all thought fled as Craig swallowed around him.
Craig watched David though half lidded eyes, moving one hand down to wrap his fingers around his lover’s shaft, and stroking the hard length that was wet and glistening from his own lips and tongue. He continued to lick and suck on the swollen head as his free hand ran lightly over David’s body, loving the way David’s skin felt underneath his fingers. Moving his hips in time with his mouth, he concentrated on holding off his release until his lover was inside him, but he suddenly wanted….no, *needed* to feel David losing control from this alone. His mouth and hands moved faster as he coaxed his lover closer to the edge. He pulled his mouth away from the thick shaft between his lips and licked the throbbing vein underneath his tongue. “Come for me,” he whispered.
The feeling was overwhelming as Craig's hand roamed over his skin and he felt the tension growing low in his body. As Craig drew away and whispered he whimpered as Craig's mouth sunk around him again. Arching off the bed and thrusting into his lover's mouth he felt the tension build and snap. His release slammed through him and he cried out his lover's name as he swallowed the slick fluid that spilled from him. "Oh God, Craig," he gasped caressing his lover's cheek as he tried to catch his breath.
Craig swallowed everything David had to offer, keeping the pulsing length in his mouth and gently cleaning him with his tongue. As gentle fingers caressed his skin, he kissed a long, slow trail up his lover’s body, finally stopping at those perfect lips that had entranced him from that first day. He rained soft kisses over David’s face, giving him time to catch his breath, even as his hand trailed back down to wrap his fingers over his lover’s still twitching length. “I’m not even remotely finished with you yet,” he whispered, sliding his free arm underneath David’s head and kissing him deeply. “I still want you inside me.”
David trembled as Craig continued to caress him with his tongue. He felt himself shiver as Craig drew away and soft kisses moved up his body to his lips. Kissing him in return he tasted himself in the kiss mingled with Craig's unique flavor. When a gentle hand wrapped around his waning shaft he gasped and felt it pulse within the gentle grip as Craig spoke. As soft lips descended on his own again David lost himself in the kiss wondering how it was that Craig could make him want him so much. Once they drew apart and Craig whispered that he still wanted to feel David inside him, impossibly he felt his cock twitch. "I want that too...once I'm able to scrape a few brain cells back together anyway," he teased pulling Craig back down for another kiss.
Craig’s smile was lost in their kiss and his eyes fell shut. He was, without the slightest doubt, falling for David. It probably wouldn’t end well, because he wasn’t sure if he could make David return his feelings, wasn’t even sure if David *wanted* that, but right now, it didn’t matter. Even if it didn’t last, he could always say that he’d been lucky enough to find real love at least once in his life, and he wasn’t going to waste one moment of it. His hands freely roamed over David’s body as they kissed for long minutes, his soft sighs of pleasure mingling with his lover’s as they moved together. Before long, he felt David’s arousal beginning to harden again, and Craig moved to straddle hin, brushing their arousals together without ever breaking the kiss.
David felt his heart racing in his chest as Craig kissed him so passionately yet...tenderly. He felt his arousal start to grow again and was slightly amazed that Craig had such an effect on him. Feeling his lover moving over him, David gasped into the kiss as their cocks brushed against one another. His hands slid down Craig's back to cup the perfectly rounded globes of his ass and pulled him even closer. Finally breaking the kiss he lay back against the pillows and looked up at his lover. "You are so incredible," he whispered. Reaching over to the nightstand he yanked the drawer open and managed to drag out a small bottle. "Tell me what you want, Craig."
Craig’s eyes were dark as he regarded his lover breathlessly. //I want you to love me, David.// Biting his tongue, he took the bottle of oil from his lover’s hand and quickly slicked his own fingers, his eyes never leaving the blue eyes beneath him. Twisting his arm behind him, Craig inserted two fingers deep inside his body and twisted, giving a cursory preparation. “I want you to take me,” he whispered softly as he pulled his fingers free and felt his heart pounding in his chest.
David watched entranced as his lover prepared himself and he felt himself grow impossibly harder from the erotic sight. As the softly spoken words filtered through his mind David bit back a moan just from the sheer need he heard and felt in his lover's voice. Taking the bottle of oil he quickly coated his hard length and then coaxed Craig further up onto his knees. Shifting his body slightly David positioned himself at his lover's entrance and thrust up slowly even as Craig's body moved downward. He wanted Craig to control the pace so he simply held onto his lover's hips and caught his own bottom lip between his teeth as he concentrated on letting Craig lead for the moment.
“Oh, God, David,” Craig murmured as he was slowly impaled on his lover’s length. The slow stretch and burn was exquisite as he continued to lower himself, loving the way his lover filled him so completely. He watched as David moved so slowly, touched that he was letting Craig control their movements. When his backside rested flush against David’s body, Craig leaned down and buried his face in his lover’s neck, marking him gently and giving his body time to adjust.
David trembled slightly as Craig leaned over him kissing his neck. He moaned softly as Craig whispered against his neck. Unable to hold back any longer, he thrust up into the tight channel surrounding him. "You're incredible, Craig...so incredible," he whispered as they began to move together slowly. Craig rocked his hips and David marveled at how deeply he was buried within his lover. Grasping his hips tighter David increased their pace gradually until all that was heard in the room were soft moans.
They moved as one for long minutes, until finally, Craig leaned back, forcing David even further inside him. Flexing his legs, he moved over his lover, taking him in again and again. As they both moved faster, their thrusts became more and more erratic, and Craig could sense that both of their releases were near. David was rock hard inside him, and the head of his arousal nudged Craig’s sweet spot with every thrust, causing low moans to fall from his lips as stars flashed behind his eyelids. He closed his eyes and reveled in the feel of their lovemaking, trying to make it last as long as possible, but knowing that it was a losing battle.
There was nothing in his life to compare to this, to how it felt to be with Craig, David thought. This was more than sex, and the words 'making love' popped into his mind as the only way to describe it. The phrase stuck in his mind awkwardly but then as Craig leaned back up and their pace increased even more. He could feel his second orgasm rapidly growing within him and all other thought fled. Sliding his hand from Craig's hip he wrapped it around the rigid shaft slicking it with the fluid that leaked from the swollen tip. "Come for me, Craig," he whispered as his hand stroked in time with their movements.
Craig shuddered as David’s hand wrapped around him. He thrust up into the firm grip, then back down on the rigid shaft buried inside him, and cried out his lover’s name as he threw his head back and slammed down one final time. Seconds later, his release hit him hard, and he spilled hot and slick over the fingers surrounding him, his body clenching again and again around the shaft still thrusting into the depths of his body. He forced his eyes open again and looked down at his lover, wanting to see his face as he lost all control for the second time this evening.
The feeling of Craig's muscles contracting around him as his release spilled over David's fingers was just enough to bring him spiraling over the edge again. Thrusting up into the tight channel one last time he cried out and shuddered violently, as tight muscles milked every last drop of his release from him. Leaning up, he gathered Craig in his arms and kissed him deeply as he pulled him back down on top of him. "God, Craig," he whispered, "I...I can't believe how you make me come undone." He held him tight for a few moments, as they both struggled to catch their breath.
Craig loved the feeling of David’s arms around him, and his own slid underneath his lover’s shoulders, holding him close. “I feel the same way,” he whispered against his lover’s skin. “I didn’t even know it was *possible* to want someone so much.” He shifted, sighing regretfully as David slipped from his body, and curled up next to him. //God, I hope this isn’t only a quickie for you…that you’ll still want me in the morning.//
David smiled and wrapped his arms around Craig as he settled next to him. "Me either. Never in my life have I felt like this," he whispered softly. Pressing a soft kiss against Craig's temple David shifted and reached for some tissues on the nightstand. Gently cleaning his lover and then quickly wiping himself he tossed them in the wastebasket and pulled the covers up before curling his arms around Craig again. "What time do you need to be at the shelter in the morning?" he asked softly.
Craig moved to rest one leg across David’s thighs and sighed contentedly. “I usually don’t even go home, so I don’t have any set hours,” he laughed, brushing his hand lightly across his lover’s chest. “But Mirry and Orlando are going to be there early…Mirry insisted I take some time for myself and enjoy my….my boyfriend. So….maybe I can just catch a ride with you whenever you have to leave? I know you’ve got a business to run and I honestly don’t want to be any trouble, or mess up your schedule.”
David smiled, "You won't be messing anything up...the nice thing about owning the company is I can sometimes set my own hours. Speaking of which I'll just call Dom and tell him to clear most of my morning. I'll get you to the shelter before ten and then over to my office. By that time rush hour will be over anyway," he said reaching for the phone beside the bed. "That ok with you?" he asked before picking it up.
Craig looked up at David in shock. Somehow, he didn’t think David was the type to go in late very often. “I….yes, that’s perfect,” he grinned. “I think a nice, long night and relaxing morning away from work is something we both need.” He leaned up and placed a soft kiss to his lover’s lips. “Thank you, David. Every single minute of this weekend that I’ve spent with you has been perfect. Absolutely, completely, utterly perfect.”
David smiled and returned Craig's kiss. "I've really enjoyed myself too," he said. He *wanted* to spend time with Craig and pushing a few meetings around wouldn't be that big of a deal. Picking up the phone he called Dom and asked him to clear his schedule until 10:45. Dom had asked why and David just told him personal business. Once he got off the phone he turned to Craig and slipped his arms back around him. "Ok, that's all done. Now...boyfriend of mine, you've thoroughly worn me out you know?" he said trying to keep from yawning.
Craig laughed. He *really* liked the way the word ‘boyfriend’ fell off David’s tongue…and he *really* loved the way David meant him when he said it. He could tell from the phone conversation that David’s office must have been pretty shocked at his request. “I’m pretty thoroughly worn out too,” he grinned. He honestly hated to go to sleep and miss one minute of watching his lover, but his eyes were already trying to shut. He pressed a soft kiss to David’s lips and snuggled closer. “Sweet dreams,” he murmured, biting his lip to keep from adding on the word ‘sweetheart.’ “And feel free to wake me up for *anything* at *any* time during the night.”
David returned the gentle kiss and then chuckled as Craig said he could wake him up. "I just may do that," he grinned. Closing his eyes he rested his cheek against Craig's head and whispered, "Sweet dreams, Craig." He felt his body relax and slipped his leg over Craig's as he began to drift off to sleep. Two nights now he'd slept with Craig wrapped in his arms and he wondered if he would ever get used to not having him in his arms when he slept alone in the future. Frowning as he thought about being alone in bed he unconsciously snuggled closer to his lover.
Holding his lover tight, Craig’s eyes opened slightly as David pulled him even closer. His fingers curled through soft red hair and he placed a kiss on David’s forehead. Closing his eyes again, he sighed contentedly and smiled. //I can get used to this so easily. Maybe too easily.// He slowly drifted off to sleep, the smile never leaving his face, and his arms never relaxing their hold on his lover.
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TBC