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A Different Light Chapter: 8
A Different Light Chapter: 8
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sairalinde & anorienbean
Pairing: David Wenham/Craig Parker
Rating: Adult for graphic m/m sex
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.
//Indicate thoughts
Craig ran his hands up David’s arms and leaned back against his office door, staring at his lover and feeling his heart pounding in his chest. “So,” he whispered, pulling David closer and pushing his shirt collar aside to gently suck on the skin where his neck met his shoulder. “The cookies are made, the door’s locked, and the shelter is fairly quiet. Did I hear something about a desk and some plans you may have had for it?”
David grinned as Craig whispered against his neck. "I do believe I mentioned something about a desk...and at one point I think it was mentioned that I'd like to bend you over it," he said smiling. "Of course....who's to bend over it is completely up to you. Your office...your rules," David grinned as his hands trailed down his lover's back pulling him closer.
Breathing heavily, Craig snaked his hand between their bodies and made quick work of the buttons on both David’s shirt and his own. “Oh, I think your original idea was just perfect,” he said softly, running his hand over his lover’s chest. “Maybe you could bend me over the desk right now, then I can bend you over my bed this evening? Sound like something that might interest you in the least?” Judging from the hard bulge resting against his hip, he thought he could assume his lover was *quite* interested, but he trailed his hand underneath the waist band of David’s dark pants and wrapped his fingers around his arousal just to be sure. “I know you certainly *feel* like you’re interested…” he teased, still nibbling at David’s neck.
David gasped as warm fingers wrapped around him. "Oh God. Definitely interested," he whispered as his hips thrust forward into the firm grip. Leaning forward, his lips and tongue teased over the smooth skin of his lover's neck. David's hands slipped down to the waist of Craig's jeans, quickly unfastening them and pushing them down firm thighs. Wrapping his hand around the pulsing length of his lover, he smiled and pulled Craig away from the door. Slowly, he turned them and walked his lover backwards toward the desk. Once they were near it, he stopped and his lips moved up the smooth length of Craig's neck to his jaw and over to perfect lips. Kissing him deeply, David felt heat surge through his body as it always did when he kissed Craig.
Closing his eyes, Craig moaned softly, the sound lost in his lover’s mouth. Kicking off his jeans, his hands moved over David’s body, pushing his pants down to the floor and sighing in relief as their bodies moved against each other. There was nothing in the world like making love with David, and in his heart, he *knew* that was what they were doing….making love. Simply having sex with someone you were attracted to couldn’t bring on this kind of feeling. If it took David a while to realize what love was, then Craig could understand – he just wanted to make sure that he was right there in his arms when he *did* finally realize it. His tongue lovingly explored David’s mouth as their hearts pounded against each other’s and he continued to stroke the hard length underneath his fingers. “Want you,” he whispered softly against kiss-swollen lips.
"Want you too, God you drive me crazy, Craig," David whispered as he moved with his lover. Looking to the left, David smiled, almost thankful that Craig's office was so small. He drew back slightly, missing the feeling of his lover's hand wrapped around him as he reached into the bag Dom had brought from his office. It contained a change of clothes and a few other items, among them a small bottle that he was thankful he'd remembered to place in the bag now. Leaning back up, he pulled Craig close and kissed him deeply as one hand trailed along smooth skin, simply mapping the contours of his lover's body. Urging Craig to turn around, he found himself unable to resist kissing and sucking on the smooth skin at the base of his lover's neck while he slicked his fingers and himself quickly.
Craig reached one arm up and behind him to tangle his fingers gently in David’s hair, turning and kissing his lover’s neck as his own arousal began to grow heavy and ache. When David set the bottle down on the filing cabinet beside them, Craig leaned forward, bending at the waist and placed one hand on each side of his desk, presenting himself to his lover. He resisted the urge to press his arousal against the smooth wood, knowing that the longer he could wait, the more mind-numbing his orgasm would be, especially if he could wait long enough and come with David buried deep inside him, finding their release as one, as they normally did. His hips shifted back against his lover, urging David to hurry, to take him, to claim him.
David smiled as Craig shifted his body against him and trailed a slick finger down to circle the tight entrance and slowly dip inside, then slide in in one smooth motion. He gasped at the heat and tightness, knowing that soon that would be surrounding his aching shaft. Leaning over his lover and inserting a second finger, his other hand slipped around him to grasp his lover's arousal. Stroking it slowly in counterpoint to the fingers delving inside him David felt slick fluid leaking from his own arousal pressed against the back of Craig's thigh. As Craig shifted his hips back David curled his fingers, brushing over the tiny bundle of nerves and smiling as Craig bucked against him. Slowly he withdrew his fingers and positioned the tip of his arousal against his lover's entrance, pushing forward slowly until he was buried deep within him.
A low moan fell from Craig’s lips as he was slowly impaled. He closed his eyes and rested his cheek against the desk, feeling his body adjusting to David’s length and thinking that nothing in his life felt as incredible as this…*nothing*. As his fingers clenched around the edge of the desk, he whimpered and pressed back against his lover, spreading his legs further apart and drawing him in even deeper. “Please, sweetheart” he murmured, not even sure what he was asking for, but knowing that David would know exactly what he needed, as always.
David gasped as Craig spoke, the softly spoken endearment alternately melting his heart at the same time heat rushed through him. Drawing back to the tip he thrust forward, setting a fast pace as his own need was fueled by the soft moans and eager thrusts against him. "Oh God, Craig," he gasped as the tight heat clenched around him. Most all of their experiences together had been somewhat slow and careful at first, but this time it seemed they were both wanting more. David knew for himself it was a result of his fears earlier that day, the fear that he might have lost Craig. He wasn't sure what frightened him more, the realization that he cared this much for him, or that he *could* have lost him. It seemed this was a way of reclaiming him, a way to prove to himself that he was in fact with him.
Craig’s body moved with David’s, moaning softly as his lover thrust into him fast and hard. His fingernails dug into the soft wood and he pressed back, meeting each thrust with one of his own, giving himself over to the man who had stolen his heart so easily and effortlessly, this man who most likely didn’t even know how very loved he was. The look on David’s face as he’d rushed into Craig’s office earlier that day had made Craig’s heart swell with a happiness that even Dom’s earlier words couldn’t dampen. They moved as one for long minutes, as their low moans filled the room and seemed to echo quietly within its walls. As David’s hand moved over his arousal, Craig leaned up, thrusting back even harder, and wanting everything David could give him, wanting him to *feel* loved, even if he wasn’t ready to hear the words yet.
When Craig leaned back into him, David wrapped his free arm around his lover, his hand splaying across Craig's chest holding him close even as their bodies moved together. The deep thrusts became more and more erratic and David whispered against his lover's ear. "Let go...come for me, Craig...please." His own body was trembling as his release built within him, and his breath was coming in short gasps. Thrusting deeply within his lover one last time, his cry was muffled against Craig's neck as his release slammed into him and he spilled hot and slick within the tight channel surrounding him.
Craig’s heart pounded frantically against David’s hand as his body was filled with his lover’s seed. A low, ragged moan escaped from his lips and he arched up off the desk, leaning back as David’s arm held on to him tightly. David supported him without fail, even though his own muscles must have been weak and trembling from his release. Knowing fingers continued to stroke him and Craig felt the last pulsing jets of his lover’s seed being released deep inside him. Within seconds, he lost all control and leaned his head back on David’s shoulder, burying his face in his lover’s neck to muffle his cry as he came hard, spilling over the fingers that surrounded him and continued to coaxed his release from him until there was nothing left.
David felt already tight muscles clench around him, drawing out his own release even further as he felt warm slick fluid spill over his fingers. Dragging in harsh breaths, he held Craig tight against his chest for long moments. Soon, he felt his trembling begin to slow and he slipped from his lover's body. Slowly turning Craig in his arms, he buried his face against his neck and kissed the warm damp skin. Stepping backwards toward the small couch in the room, they slid down onto it. Settling Craig in his lap, he kissed him deeply and knew that he was losing a part of himself to the man in his arms, but was unable or maybe even unwilling to stop himself. The thought scared him, but he knew deep down that he wouldn't have it any other way. "That was...that was..." David trailed off unable to find the words to describe how he felt.
Craig wrapped his arms around his lover and rested his head against the slope of David’s shoulder, trying to regain his breath. Lifting one hand to run along the ridge of David’s jaw, he moved until their gazes met and smiled. “I know, sweetheart,” he murmured, leaning in and placing a light kiss to beloved lips. “I know.” He *did* know, and if he and Dom hadn’t talked earlier that very afternoon, Craig would probably have simply told David that what he was feeling was how it felt to be loved…really, and truly loved. But now, he thought he’d better keep that little tidbit of information to himself, and wait for the right time. He leaned his head back down to the crook of his lover’s shoulder and curled up in his lap. “That was perfect,” he said softly.
David smiled as Craig leaned his head against him and whispered. "It was...*you* are," he whispered in return. In just the last few weeks that he had been seeing Craig he knew that this...relationship was different than anything he'd ever known. It *was* a relationship - probably the first real one he had ever truly had. Taking a deep breath he pressed a soft kiss against Craig's temple. "You know when I said I didn't *do* relationships?" he asked tentatively.
Craig’s breath caught in his chest and he swallowed the lump in his throat. //Oh, God, is he going to say this is too much, too fast? That he doesn’t want this….doesn’t want *me* after all?// His arms automatically pulled his lover closer, praying that he was jumping to the wrong conclusion. “I…” his voice trailed off and he closed his eyes. “Yes. I remember,” he said softly.
"I always just 'dated' someone, didn't really get deeply invested in them at all really. I never cared to get involved to find out what they really liked or wanted, to be honest, but...but with you I do. I want to know what you love and what you hate, I want to be a part of your life and you to be a part of mine. I think...*that* is a relationship. Craig, I don't know how much I can offer...I've never done this before, but today proved to me that I care about you more than I ever have anyone else. I felt really proud to tell Dom you were my boyfriend, I didn't hesitate the words were just *there*...so I guess what I'm saying is...that I didn't *do* relationships until I found you," he said softly. It wasn't easy to say all of that, David had never been one to talk about feelings, or emotion.
Craig let out his breath slowly, relieved beyond words that he *had* jumped to the wrong conclusion. David hadn’t said he loved him, but this was the next best thing. He’d been trying so hard these past few weeks to show David how he felt, but had been afraid of scaring him off, the words ‘I don’t *do* relationships’ ringing in his ears again and again. “I can’t tell you how much that means to me,” he said softly, pressing tender kisses along the column of his lover’s neck. “I want this with you…this relationship, this….this connection. You have no idea how proud I felt when you introduced me to Dom as your boyfriend…no idea at all. And you know what? I’m going to make you see things you’ve never seen before….make you dream things you never dreamed were possible.” Burying his face back against David’s neck, he took a deep breath. “*This* relationship will work, because I’m absolutely crazy about you already, and I know I can make you happy.”
David smiled and tilted his head until his cheek rested against Craig's head. "You already do make me happy. I don't remember a time in my life when I've laughed so much, and just enjoyed spending time with someone else. I'm normally a very private person, when I'm not at work generally I prefer to spend time alone. Or did. I'm new to this stuff...so if I screw up let me know," he said softly as his arms tightened around his lover.
Craig’s fingers trailed over David’s neck and back as he smiled, loving the way David was holding him so gently. “You’re not going to screw anything up,” he whispered. “As long as you hold me like this, and laugh with me and enjoy spending time with me…”//and make love to me//…”we’ll be perfectly fine.”
"I can do that," David whispered. Looking at the clock on the wall, he shook his head. "We do have one problem though," he said softly. When Craig looked up at him questioningly, he smiled. "I want to take you home so we can rest, but I don't want to move," he teased.
“That does pose quite the dilemma,” Craig chuckled. He wrinkled his nose and pretended to think for a moment. “You know, we could rest for half an hour or so, because, frankly, I’m not crazy about the whole moving-right-now-thing either. Then maybe we can grab your laptop, sneak out the back door, order a pizza to be delivered, and spend the rest of the day in bed? You can work from there if you must, but I think I can find numerous ways to distract you if you get bored.”
David smiled as Craig wrinkled his nose, thinking how incredibly cute he looked when he did that. Laughing, he leaned back against the couch and pulled Craig closer. "Sounds like a plan then," he said smiling. This day had turned out far better than he ever imagined it would. Especially given the fact that he thought he might be spending the night in his office and not in Craig's arms.
Relaxing in his lover’s arms, Craig snuggled closer and smiled. He’d always remember this as the day he first realized how much David cared for him…and he knew he’d never forget the panicked look in the clear blue eyes as David had burst through his office door and held him close. Despite Dom’s words, Craig felt that he and his lover were moving forward toward a bright and beautiful future filled with happiness, and that one day, David would love him. His arms tightened around his lover’s neck and he closed his eyes and sighed, glad that they would be together tonight as they had been had almost every night since their first date. //The first of many, I hope. Countless nights in David’s arms…that’s *got* to be what Heaven’s like.//
~~~
TBC
Authors:
sairalinde & anorienbeanPairing: David Wenham/Craig Parker
Rating: Adult for graphic m/m sex
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.
//Indicate thoughts
Craig ran his hands up David’s arms and leaned back against his office door, staring at his lover and feeling his heart pounding in his chest. “So,” he whispered, pulling David closer and pushing his shirt collar aside to gently suck on the skin where his neck met his shoulder. “The cookies are made, the door’s locked, and the shelter is fairly quiet. Did I hear something about a desk and some plans you may have had for it?”
David grinned as Craig whispered against his neck. "I do believe I mentioned something about a desk...and at one point I think it was mentioned that I'd like to bend you over it," he said smiling. "Of course....who's to bend over it is completely up to you. Your office...your rules," David grinned as his hands trailed down his lover's back pulling him closer.
Breathing heavily, Craig snaked his hand between their bodies and made quick work of the buttons on both David’s shirt and his own. “Oh, I think your original idea was just perfect,” he said softly, running his hand over his lover’s chest. “Maybe you could bend me over the desk right now, then I can bend you over my bed this evening? Sound like something that might interest you in the least?” Judging from the hard bulge resting against his hip, he thought he could assume his lover was *quite* interested, but he trailed his hand underneath the waist band of David’s dark pants and wrapped his fingers around his arousal just to be sure. “I know you certainly *feel* like you’re interested…” he teased, still nibbling at David’s neck.
David gasped as warm fingers wrapped around him. "Oh God. Definitely interested," he whispered as his hips thrust forward into the firm grip. Leaning forward, his lips and tongue teased over the smooth skin of his lover's neck. David's hands slipped down to the waist of Craig's jeans, quickly unfastening them and pushing them down firm thighs. Wrapping his hand around the pulsing length of his lover, he smiled and pulled Craig away from the door. Slowly, he turned them and walked his lover backwards toward the desk. Once they were near it, he stopped and his lips moved up the smooth length of Craig's neck to his jaw and over to perfect lips. Kissing him deeply, David felt heat surge through his body as it always did when he kissed Craig.
Closing his eyes, Craig moaned softly, the sound lost in his lover’s mouth. Kicking off his jeans, his hands moved over David’s body, pushing his pants down to the floor and sighing in relief as their bodies moved against each other. There was nothing in the world like making love with David, and in his heart, he *knew* that was what they were doing….making love. Simply having sex with someone you were attracted to couldn’t bring on this kind of feeling. If it took David a while to realize what love was, then Craig could understand – he just wanted to make sure that he was right there in his arms when he *did* finally realize it. His tongue lovingly explored David’s mouth as their hearts pounded against each other’s and he continued to stroke the hard length underneath his fingers. “Want you,” he whispered softly against kiss-swollen lips.
"Want you too, God you drive me crazy, Craig," David whispered as he moved with his lover. Looking to the left, David smiled, almost thankful that Craig's office was so small. He drew back slightly, missing the feeling of his lover's hand wrapped around him as he reached into the bag Dom had brought from his office. It contained a change of clothes and a few other items, among them a small bottle that he was thankful he'd remembered to place in the bag now. Leaning back up, he pulled Craig close and kissed him deeply as one hand trailed along smooth skin, simply mapping the contours of his lover's body. Urging Craig to turn around, he found himself unable to resist kissing and sucking on the smooth skin at the base of his lover's neck while he slicked his fingers and himself quickly.
Craig reached one arm up and behind him to tangle his fingers gently in David’s hair, turning and kissing his lover’s neck as his own arousal began to grow heavy and ache. When David set the bottle down on the filing cabinet beside them, Craig leaned forward, bending at the waist and placed one hand on each side of his desk, presenting himself to his lover. He resisted the urge to press his arousal against the smooth wood, knowing that the longer he could wait, the more mind-numbing his orgasm would be, especially if he could wait long enough and come with David buried deep inside him, finding their release as one, as they normally did. His hips shifted back against his lover, urging David to hurry, to take him, to claim him.
David smiled as Craig shifted his body against him and trailed a slick finger down to circle the tight entrance and slowly dip inside, then slide in in one smooth motion. He gasped at the heat and tightness, knowing that soon that would be surrounding his aching shaft. Leaning over his lover and inserting a second finger, his other hand slipped around him to grasp his lover's arousal. Stroking it slowly in counterpoint to the fingers delving inside him David felt slick fluid leaking from his own arousal pressed against the back of Craig's thigh. As Craig shifted his hips back David curled his fingers, brushing over the tiny bundle of nerves and smiling as Craig bucked against him. Slowly he withdrew his fingers and positioned the tip of his arousal against his lover's entrance, pushing forward slowly until he was buried deep within him.
A low moan fell from Craig’s lips as he was slowly impaled. He closed his eyes and rested his cheek against the desk, feeling his body adjusting to David’s length and thinking that nothing in his life felt as incredible as this…*nothing*. As his fingers clenched around the edge of the desk, he whimpered and pressed back against his lover, spreading his legs further apart and drawing him in even deeper. “Please, sweetheart” he murmured, not even sure what he was asking for, but knowing that David would know exactly what he needed, as always.
David gasped as Craig spoke, the softly spoken endearment alternately melting his heart at the same time heat rushed through him. Drawing back to the tip he thrust forward, setting a fast pace as his own need was fueled by the soft moans and eager thrusts against him. "Oh God, Craig," he gasped as the tight heat clenched around him. Most all of their experiences together had been somewhat slow and careful at first, but this time it seemed they were both wanting more. David knew for himself it was a result of his fears earlier that day, the fear that he might have lost Craig. He wasn't sure what frightened him more, the realization that he cared this much for him, or that he *could* have lost him. It seemed this was a way of reclaiming him, a way to prove to himself that he was in fact with him.
Craig’s body moved with David’s, moaning softly as his lover thrust into him fast and hard. His fingernails dug into the soft wood and he pressed back, meeting each thrust with one of his own, giving himself over to the man who had stolen his heart so easily and effortlessly, this man who most likely didn’t even know how very loved he was. The look on David’s face as he’d rushed into Craig’s office earlier that day had made Craig’s heart swell with a happiness that even Dom’s earlier words couldn’t dampen. They moved as one for long minutes, as their low moans filled the room and seemed to echo quietly within its walls. As David’s hand moved over his arousal, Craig leaned up, thrusting back even harder, and wanting everything David could give him, wanting him to *feel* loved, even if he wasn’t ready to hear the words yet.
When Craig leaned back into him, David wrapped his free arm around his lover, his hand splaying across Craig's chest holding him close even as their bodies moved together. The deep thrusts became more and more erratic and David whispered against his lover's ear. "Let go...come for me, Craig...please." His own body was trembling as his release built within him, and his breath was coming in short gasps. Thrusting deeply within his lover one last time, his cry was muffled against Craig's neck as his release slammed into him and he spilled hot and slick within the tight channel surrounding him.
Craig’s heart pounded frantically against David’s hand as his body was filled with his lover’s seed. A low, ragged moan escaped from his lips and he arched up off the desk, leaning back as David’s arm held on to him tightly. David supported him without fail, even though his own muscles must have been weak and trembling from his release. Knowing fingers continued to stroke him and Craig felt the last pulsing jets of his lover’s seed being released deep inside him. Within seconds, he lost all control and leaned his head back on David’s shoulder, burying his face in his lover’s neck to muffle his cry as he came hard, spilling over the fingers that surrounded him and continued to coaxed his release from him until there was nothing left.
David felt already tight muscles clench around him, drawing out his own release even further as he felt warm slick fluid spill over his fingers. Dragging in harsh breaths, he held Craig tight against his chest for long moments. Soon, he felt his trembling begin to slow and he slipped from his lover's body. Slowly turning Craig in his arms, he buried his face against his neck and kissed the warm damp skin. Stepping backwards toward the small couch in the room, they slid down onto it. Settling Craig in his lap, he kissed him deeply and knew that he was losing a part of himself to the man in his arms, but was unable or maybe even unwilling to stop himself. The thought scared him, but he knew deep down that he wouldn't have it any other way. "That was...that was..." David trailed off unable to find the words to describe how he felt.
Craig wrapped his arms around his lover and rested his head against the slope of David’s shoulder, trying to regain his breath. Lifting one hand to run along the ridge of David’s jaw, he moved until their gazes met and smiled. “I know, sweetheart,” he murmured, leaning in and placing a light kiss to beloved lips. “I know.” He *did* know, and if he and Dom hadn’t talked earlier that very afternoon, Craig would probably have simply told David that what he was feeling was how it felt to be loved…really, and truly loved. But now, he thought he’d better keep that little tidbit of information to himself, and wait for the right time. He leaned his head back down to the crook of his lover’s shoulder and curled up in his lap. “That was perfect,” he said softly.
David smiled as Craig leaned his head against him and whispered. "It was...*you* are," he whispered in return. In just the last few weeks that he had been seeing Craig he knew that this...relationship was different than anything he'd ever known. It *was* a relationship - probably the first real one he had ever truly had. Taking a deep breath he pressed a soft kiss against Craig's temple. "You know when I said I didn't *do* relationships?" he asked tentatively.
Craig’s breath caught in his chest and he swallowed the lump in his throat. //Oh, God, is he going to say this is too much, too fast? That he doesn’t want this….doesn’t want *me* after all?// His arms automatically pulled his lover closer, praying that he was jumping to the wrong conclusion. “I…” his voice trailed off and he closed his eyes. “Yes. I remember,” he said softly.
"I always just 'dated' someone, didn't really get deeply invested in them at all really. I never cared to get involved to find out what they really liked or wanted, to be honest, but...but with you I do. I want to know what you love and what you hate, I want to be a part of your life and you to be a part of mine. I think...*that* is a relationship. Craig, I don't know how much I can offer...I've never done this before, but today proved to me that I care about you more than I ever have anyone else. I felt really proud to tell Dom you were my boyfriend, I didn't hesitate the words were just *there*...so I guess what I'm saying is...that I didn't *do* relationships until I found you," he said softly. It wasn't easy to say all of that, David had never been one to talk about feelings, or emotion.
Craig let out his breath slowly, relieved beyond words that he *had* jumped to the wrong conclusion. David hadn’t said he loved him, but this was the next best thing. He’d been trying so hard these past few weeks to show David how he felt, but had been afraid of scaring him off, the words ‘I don’t *do* relationships’ ringing in his ears again and again. “I can’t tell you how much that means to me,” he said softly, pressing tender kisses along the column of his lover’s neck. “I want this with you…this relationship, this….this connection. You have no idea how proud I felt when you introduced me to Dom as your boyfriend…no idea at all. And you know what? I’m going to make you see things you’ve never seen before….make you dream things you never dreamed were possible.” Burying his face back against David’s neck, he took a deep breath. “*This* relationship will work, because I’m absolutely crazy about you already, and I know I can make you happy.”
David smiled and tilted his head until his cheek rested against Craig's head. "You already do make me happy. I don't remember a time in my life when I've laughed so much, and just enjoyed spending time with someone else. I'm normally a very private person, when I'm not at work generally I prefer to spend time alone. Or did. I'm new to this stuff...so if I screw up let me know," he said softly as his arms tightened around his lover.
Craig’s fingers trailed over David’s neck and back as he smiled, loving the way David was holding him so gently. “You’re not going to screw anything up,” he whispered. “As long as you hold me like this, and laugh with me and enjoy spending time with me…”//and make love to me//…”we’ll be perfectly fine.”
"I can do that," David whispered. Looking at the clock on the wall, he shook his head. "We do have one problem though," he said softly. When Craig looked up at him questioningly, he smiled. "I want to take you home so we can rest, but I don't want to move," he teased.
“That does pose quite the dilemma,” Craig chuckled. He wrinkled his nose and pretended to think for a moment. “You know, we could rest for half an hour or so, because, frankly, I’m not crazy about the whole moving-right-now-thing either. Then maybe we can grab your laptop, sneak out the back door, order a pizza to be delivered, and spend the rest of the day in bed? You can work from there if you must, but I think I can find numerous ways to distract you if you get bored.”
David smiled as Craig wrinkled his nose, thinking how incredibly cute he looked when he did that. Laughing, he leaned back against the couch and pulled Craig closer. "Sounds like a plan then," he said smiling. This day had turned out far better than he ever imagined it would. Especially given the fact that he thought he might be spending the night in his office and not in Craig's arms.
Relaxing in his lover’s arms, Craig snuggled closer and smiled. He’d always remember this as the day he first realized how much David cared for him…and he knew he’d never forget the panicked look in the clear blue eyes as David had burst through his office door and held him close. Despite Dom’s words, Craig felt that he and his lover were moving forward toward a bright and beautiful future filled with happiness, and that one day, David would love him. His arms tightened around his lover’s neck and he closed his eyes and sighed, glad that they would be together tonight as they had been had almost every night since their first date. //The first of many, I hope. Countless nights in David’s arms…that’s *got* to be what Heaven’s like.//
~~~
TBC
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*le sigh*
I want that, God how I want to feel that.
Thank you for putting it into words.
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And *damn!* I love your icon! *drools*
*ehem*
Anyway....thank you so much! :D We have such fun writing them, and poor David has no idea how deep he already is with Craig. None. :P