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A Different Light Chapter: 11
A Different Light Chapter: 11
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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
David picked up the two glasses of tea from the counter and walked out to the living room where Craig was waiting. They didn't spend much time at David's place comparatively since it was so far from the shelter, but they had gone out earlier in the evening and the restaurant had been closer to his place. He particularly enjoyed Friday nights because they tended to stay up late and talk or watch movies, and he found the last few months that he was more than happy with the domesticity of it all.
"Here ya go," he said sliding down on the couch next to Craig. "Been a long week, I know I've said it several times this week but I'm sorry I haven't had more time to spend at the shelter. It's been the week from hell dealing with this McKellen character. He just keeps making more demands, I'm seriously considering talking Mr. Marquez into dropping the deal...and I've never done that before but McKellen is just asking for too much...anyway...like I said, I'm sorry."
“Nothing to be sorry for,” Craig smiled, taking the glass of tea and snuggling up against his lover. “It has been a long week, and I’m glad it’s over. I’m sorry you’re having so many problems at work though. I wish I could help you in some way….make it better for you somehow.”
"You already do," David smiled, "just being here helps more than you know. So, you said something earlier about a new volunteer at the shelter?" he asked curiously. Craig had seemed very happy about that.
Craig nodded and sat his glass down on a coaster on the end table next to him and smiled. “Well, now that I have you in my life, I’ve decided that twelve and fourteen hour days at the shelter just aren’t working any more,” he said. "And since you’re spending a lot of time with me there now, the paperwork isn’t killing me like it used to. So this gentleman by the name of John stopped by to see me this morning. John Rhys-Davis. Nice chap, and…a retired social worker. And get this….he used to run a homeless shelter in Chicago. He was a lot like me…he ran it by himself and did everything there. And he wanted to talk to me about volunteering. So…I’m thinking I can work something more like normal hours now. He’s willing to work weekends and evenings and keep an eye on things for us.” He took David’s hand and squeezed it gently. “I still need you there to help me…if you still want that. It won’t work otherwise, because you’re the only reason I’m doing so well with my paperwork, but at least we can get out of there a bit earlier and not have to work every weekend.”
David smiled and pulled Craig's hand up to his lips for a kiss. "He sounds like quite a find, and of course I still want to help. I told you I planned to stick around, and I do. The shelter has become as much a part of my life as my own business and honestly, sometimes I'd rather be there and not my office...though that could have something to do with the sexy director there," David teased. "It'll be nice to have the weekends off though...maybe we can get away some time. I'm willing to bet you haven't been on a weekend getaway or a vacation in ages," he said knowingly.
Blushing at the ‘sexy director’ comment, Craig rested his head on David’s shoulder and shook his head. “You’d win that bet,” he sighed. “I’ve not left that place for over a day in nine years. Until you came along, I rarely even left to go home. When I *did* manage to go home, someone would call me, and I’d have to go back, so I usually just slept on the couch in my office. There was just…no reason to leave after a while.” He wrapped his arms around David’s waist and closed his eyes. “Now, that’s all changed. I’ve got a life these days, and a simply gorgeous, sweet, perfect man I’m simply crazy about to spend it with. When John gets settled in, I’d love nothing more than a vacation with you.”
David smiled as he saw Craig blush and sighed when he described his life the last nine years. It sounded much like his own. "Yeah...I know what you mean about no reason to leave. I was the same way you know...I think we are both recovering workaholics," he grinned. "Oh...God I almost forgot...speaking of work...you know those awful 'kiss ass' parties I told you about?" David asked, just remembering something he'd been planning to bring up all night but kept forgetting.
Craig nodded and tangled his fingers with David’s. “Yes…I know you hate those,” he said softly, wondering if David had a standard ‘acceptable’ high-society date he usually attended with. He trusted David implicitly, but the thoughts of him with anyone else made Craig’s stomach clench. They’d never talked about being exclusive, but they’d spent every minute they could together, and he *knew* David wasn’t seeing anyone else. Of all the things in his life he shared, he didn’t want David to be one of them. “Have you got another one of those coming up?”
"Yes, unfortunately I do, but I think it would be much more tolerable if...Well, if you'd like to come with me. It's a week from today, but if you don't want to, you don't have to," he said wondering if he'd waited too long to bring it up.
Craig turned to look at his lover with wide eyes. “You want *me* to go?” he asked. “I…I thought you were going to tell me you were going to go with…with someone that…that…well, with someone else. God, I was about to get sick with jealousy.” He pressed a kiss to David’s lips and laughed. “I’d love to go with you. Thank you for asking me.”
"Someone else? Oh...oh...no, I have always gone alone to these things," David said, realizing what Craig meant, "I'm glad you'll go though, it will make it a lot more comfortable for me. I always feel so awkward at them. In a boardroom I do really well, but for some reason, I don't feel comfortable at those parties. I may be quite rich *now* but I didn't start off that way, and some people don't like that. Even McKellen looks down his nose at me. I'm the best at what I do, so that gives me an edge, but I am not what they call 'old money'. It won't be terribly comfortable for you either I'm sure," he explained.
Craig pulled his lover closer and sighed. “Then we’ll just go and be uncomfortable together then. As for McKellan and his people…I’ve never cared much for what people about me think anyway.”
David smiled, that was one of the things he really liked about Craig. He valued a person based on who they were, not what they were, that was something that Craig had taught him over the last few months. "I know, and thank you, it will be a lot easier to bear with you by my side," he whispered, really liking the sound of that. I honestly loved the idea of Craig always at his side. Wrapping his arms tighter around his lover, he sighed softly as Craig's warm breath ghosted over his skin.
“Well, I happen to like it here,” Craig laughed softly as he began to nibble on his lover’s neck. “I’m growing quite comfortable by your side, in case you hadn’t noticed.”
David smiled and pulled Craig off the cushion beside him into his lap, "I like this even better than you at my side," he grinned, kissing him deeply. The last of the tension from his day at the office seemed to just disappear as Craig returned his kiss. He was starting to come to the conclusion that this feeling wasn't going to go away. Each day he wanted Craig more and more, and *needed* him more and more. His smile could simply wipe away all of the stress that David felt. He knew Craig loved him...and he cared about him in return, and he thought maybe these feelings...were love. He would sometimes lie awake and watch Craig sleep and consider telling him but he wasn't sure if he was ready yet. Soon. Maybe soon he would know for sure.
“Mmmmm,” Craig murmured, settling against his lover and sighing into the kiss. It was easier these days, not having to hide his feelings from David. Calling him ‘love’ and telling him that he loved him now and then came so naturally. He suspected that David loved him back, but just didn’t know it yet. As his lover’s tongue pressed forward between his lips and began to gently explore his mouth, Craig closed his eyes and sighed into the kiss. His tongue slid over David’s and he moved forward, tasting and teasing David’s lips in return as he pulled him closer. “Yes,” he whispered breathlessly as he pulled away and rained soft kisses over the beloved face. “I think this is quite a lovely position as well.”
Feeling the way that Craig simply melted against him, David kissed him even deeper, his tongue slipping past smooth lips to taste and tease as Craig moved against him. As they drew apart and Craig spoke, David smiled as sweet butterfly kisses were bestowed upon him. "Hmm, I think there are quite a few positions I enjoy immensely with you...though I'm sure there are many more we will need to try out," he teased and grinned as Craig's eyes sparkled.
“I agree,” Craig said, licking at his lover’s lips. “I think we should try out each one a few hundred times, at the very least.” His hands moved down to unbutton David’s shirt as he spoke and began nibbling and kissing a wet trail across his lover’s collarbones. David still tasted sweeter than anything he’d ever tasted in his life, and he could feel his arousal growing hard with anticipation. “Maybe we could start right here? Right now?”
David grinned and shrugged, "I don't see why not," he whispered as he leaned forward slightly, letting Craig push his shirt the rest of the way off. His own hands traveled up to Craig's shirt, unbuttoning it and trailing his fingers down his lover's smooth chest. Their relationship had started out with them having sex every night, until the evening he'd found Craig had nearly overdosed on allergy pills. Since then, they still had sex most nights, and days, and mornings as a matter of fact, but sometimes they just lay in bed and would hold one another and talk. He never thought he'd do that and enjoy it, but he did...though what Craig was doing right now was quite a bit more enjoyable and he sighed softly. David could feel his own arousal pressing against a firm thigh and closed his eyes losing himself in his lover's touch.
Moving back slightly, Craig’s hands traveled over David’s chest and arms as his lips continued kissing and licking his lover’s skin. He shrugged out of his own shirt and slid from David’s lap to kneel on the floor between his legs. He made quick work of the dark leather belt and the button of David’s slacks then unzipped the zipper with his teeth. “Lift up your hips, love,” he whispered, nuzzling against David’s taunt stomach as he wrapped his fingers around the waistband of his pants.
David watched as Craig slid between his legs and then felt his heart skid to a stop, before beating rapidly again as Craig used his teeth to unzip him. It was one of the most erotic things he remembered ever seeing. Heeding his lover's request, he lifted his hips and felt the thin material slide down his legs. He could already feel his body tremble in anticipation, and his fingers threaded through soft dark hair as he watched his lover.
Craig ran his hands along David’s thighs after unhooking his own jeans, lightly running his fingernails over the smooth skin as he kicked off the confining denim and breathed a sigh of release as his arousal was freed. His gaze met his lover’s and he smiled as he watched clear blue eyes turn dark with desire. He gently spread David’s legs further apart and licked his length from root to tip, swirling his tongue over the head of his lover’s arousal and tasting the bittersweet fluid that leaked from the tip.
David was enthralled as he watched Craig. He was so incredibly sexy, he had no idea how he affected David. He returned his lover's smile, and then moaned softly as a slick tongue moved over his shaft. His fingers curled around one of the cushions on the couch as the other ran through Craig's hair. He loved the way that Craig touched him, the way he looked at him. He not only told David that he loved him but he showed him in every way.
Craig wrapped his fingers around David’s length and moved to place gentle kisses along the insides of his thighs. He’d literally kissed every inch of his lover’s body and planned on doing that a few thousand times more before he died. That seemed like a very good plan indeed, especially right now. He spent long minutes lavishing attention on David’s upper legs and hips, then moved back to the leaking, rigid length in his hand. “Turn over, love,” he murmured.
David shivered as soft kisses moved over him, and moaned as a slick warm tongue circled the tip of his arousal again. As Craig asked him to turn over, he nodded and did so, his knees resting against the soft carpet and his elbows on the cushions of the couch. He felt Craig move between his legs and spread them further apart. He waited for the first gentle touches over his skin as his breathing picked up.
Craig rested his body flush against his lover’s and sucked gently on the back of his neck, marking him, and soothing the mark with his tongue. His hands roamed lovingly over David’s body, brushing over taunt nipples and skimming over a muscled abdomen as his lips made their way along the length of David’s spine. Pausing only long enough to reach for the lube they’d bought and stashed in the drawer of the end table, he resumed his position and blindly slicked his fingers. His kisses moved lower and he moved to run his tongue around the rim of the dimple on the right side of his lover’s back as he gently parted the round globes of his backside and ran his finger along the tight puckered entrance hidden there.
David sighed softly as Craig marked the back of his neck and curled his fingers around the cushion on the couch. Feeling loving hands and gentle kisses moving over him, he closed his eyes and gave himself over to Craig. As lips moved lower and a slick tongue circled one of the dimples on his lower back, he shuddered and jerked forward slightly. His former lovers had never really explored his body the way Craig had, in truth, he hadn't bottomed much before Craig but their relationship had been fairly equal right from the start. Even as the gentle tongue continued to tease the sensitive indentation, he felt a slick finger press against him and he found himself pushing his hips back toward the questing digit.
Craig continued his ministrations and slowly slid his finger past David’s guardian muscle and deep into his body. As the muscle contracted around his finger, he paused, feeling the warm passage adjusting to accept him as his tongue dipped into the receptive indentation on David’s lower back again and David shuddered beneath him. Craig began moving his finger in and out of his lover’s body as he kissed a trail across his back to the other dimple and carefully added a second finger. He pushed them deep inside the tight channel, breathing heavily as he lavished attention to his lover’s body with his hands and mouth. When both fingers were in up to the knuckles, he began twisting and scissoring, back and forth, stretching and opening his lover, preparing him to accept Craig’s own aching cock.
David's fingers clutched at the cushions as Craig teased him, and then as a slick finger slid inside him, he moaned softly and his mind immediately thought about how it would feel once that finger was replaced with Craig's thick length. When a second finger was added, David shamelessly shifted his hips back and forth, his own arousal trapped against the couch, causing a delicious friction that sent a shiver rippling throughout his body. "Oh, God, baby please," he pleaded, "Please, need to feel you."
With a final kiss to each of the small dimples on his lover’s back, Craig removed his fingers and slicked his length with a shaking hand. He moved closer and positioned the swollen head of his arousal against the slick and stretched entrance before him as he leaned forward and placed soft kisses up David’s spine. Wrapping both arms around him, Craig pressed forward, sheathing himself in one smooth motion. He rested his forehead between his lover’s shoulders, holding him close as he gave David a chance to adjust to the intrusion. “God, love, you’re so tight,” he breathed against David’s skin.
David moaned as his lover's shaft slid deep inside him, filling him completely. Feeling Craig's arms around him and his chest against David's back, made his skin tingle with warmth each place they touched. Pressing his hips back, he urged Craig to move, needing more. Uncurling his fingers from around the edge of the soft cushion, one hand moved down to tangle with the fingers of Craig's hand resting against his chest. "Fuck me, Craig," he moaned as his hips shifted back against his lover, impaling himself even more.
Craig shivered at his lover’s words and closed his eyes. He squeezed David’s fingers in acknowledgement and drew in a ragged breath before shifting his hips back until his length was almost free of the tight heat. He thrust back in hard and deep, burying himself to the hilt as his arms tightened and he pulled David closer. His embrace never loosened and he continued to thrust up into his lover, slow and deep, trying to make this last as long as he could. Letting his free hand work between David’s arousal and the edge of the couch, his fingers grasped his lover’s length and began stroking him in time with each thrust.
The feel of his lover moving deep inside him, sent his senses reeling, it had always felt incredible with Craig. No matter if they were just kissing or if he was buried within his lover, or if they were as they were now, with Craig slowly moving within him. He felt as if he were completely surrounded by his lover, and each touch, each whisper, each warm breath that ghosted over his back, made him feel loved. He had never experienced that with any other lover in his life and he knew, without a doubt, that when Craig said that he loved him, he meant it. As a warm hand wrapped around his aching arousal, David cried out, and leaned back against his lover resting his head against Craig's shoulder. He could feel Craig’s heart beating rapidly against his back, and knew that his own was matching the rapid pace.
Craig nibbled and kissed the damp skin underneath his lips as his fingers stroked the leaking length in his fist. His other hand held his lover’s fingers in a tight grip and he shifted forward so the head of his cock would slam against David’s prostate with each inward thrust. His movements became more erratic and his breath came in harsh gasps. “Come for me, love,” he moaned as he redoubled his efforts on the thick arousal in his hand and buried himself so deep and hard that David’s knees were lifted off the floor.
David felt as if his entire body were on fire, spreading from the inside out. He could feel his skin slipping against Craig's as they moved together and closed his eyes. Raising one hand behind his head, he rested it at the nape of Craig's neck, threading through soft hair, and arched back against him as his lover's hard length slammed against his prostate, with each deep thrust. White lights danced behind his eyelids as he moaned his lover's name and heard his request. Within moments he felt himself reeling over the edge, his release slamming into him violently as Craig continued to bury himself deep within him.
Already tight muscles clenched around him even harder and Craig lost all semblance of control. As David spilled over his fingers, he thrust up one final time and a low, ragged moan fell from his lips, muffled against his lover’s sweat slicked skin. His release hit him hard, and he spilled deep within the tight passage surrounding him, his seed filling his lover’s passage as his arms tightened reflexively. Craig pulled David closer and pressed him down even further on his own pulsing arousal as David’s body continued to milk him of every last drop of his release.
David cried out as he felt his lover's shaft pulsed his release inside him, and his still clenching muscles tightened around the thick length over and over again. After long moments, he seemed to come back to himself and turned, pressing soft kisses against the underside of Craig's jaw. "God, Craig, that was incredible," he murmured, almost surprised he was able to think well enough to get the words out. His hand still held Craig's firmly against his chest as his other dropped from the back of his neck to caress a firm thigh. No one had ever made him feel like this. //I wish I could say it, God I wish I could tell him how he makes me feel and how I feel about him.// He knew it wasn't a matter of how he felt, it was a matter of when he would be able to say the words.
Craig’s legs grew weak and he sank down on the floor, cradling David close and pulling him down as well as they both trembled in the aftermath of their releases. He carefully slid from his lover’s body and sighed, curling around David’s body and closing his eyes “Every time with you is incredible,” he murmured as he pressed his lips to the warm skin just beneath David’s ear. He moved his arm up to pillow his lover’s head and brought the fingers of his other hand up to his lips, where he used his tongue to clean them one by one. Reaching down several times he gathered the cooling seed from David’s softening arousal and stomach with his fingertips then licked it away until all traces of the thick fluid were gone. “What a way to start the weekend,” he grinned, nibbling on David’s ear.
David felt completely boneless as Craig maneuvered him to the floor and curled around him. He lay watching entranced as his lover cleaned his fingers and continued cleaning David. As Craig teased him, he laughed softly, "You could say that again.... definitely a great start to the weekend," he whispered. Tugging Craig forward, he kissed him deeply, tasting himself mixed with Craig's own unique flavor. "I...I th...I...I'm glad you are here with me," he murmured, unsure exactly what he wanted to say. ‘I think I love you’ would just sound ridiculous, either you know or you don't. I think I'm falling in love with you...yes, certainly but it was more. So, he simply settled on the lame words of saying he was glad that Craig was with him...he was always glad that Craig was with him. So it was a truth. A fact. Something he was certain of.
Craig smiled and pressed his lips to David’s, licking along the seam and trailing soft kisses over his chin and jaw line. “I’m glad I’m here with you too,” he smiled. “I’m glad you *want* me here with you.” He lowered his head and kissed his lover’s chest just above his heart giggling as the soft ginger hair tickled his nose. Reaching up to grab a pillow and the blanket from the couch, he put the pillow underneath his head, still cradling David’s head on his arm, and pulled the blanket over them both. He caressed his lover’s face and sighed happily, thinking he’d never seen a more beautiful sight than the man he loved looking so relaxed and content. “It’s still early. Want to lie here for a while and watch tv or talk, or do you have something else in mind?”
David smiled as Craig giggled, loving the sound of his laughter. "I think I'd like to just lie here and hold you for a while...that sound good to you?" he asked, trailing his fingertips up and down the length of Craig's back. "You know....you are the first person I've ever *wanted* to just hold like this?" he said softly.
Craig tangled their legs and looked into his lover’s eyes with surprise. “Really?” he asked softly. “I’m glad. You have no idea how much I love it when you hold me. It makes me… //feel so loved. Treasured. Cherished, even.// very, very happy to be in your arms.” He pressed a soft kiss to beloved lips and smiled. “You can hold me anytime you like, love. Always.”
David smiled and leaned up to kiss Craig again, "Good," he whispered, "Because I intend to do it often." He lay back and looked up into Craig's eyes, seeing exactly how much Craig loved him and he knew deep down that there was no other way to describe what he himself felt but love. The problem was that he'd gone for so long thinking it didn't exist that it was frightening now that he felt those things he never thought he would. "So next weekend you are definitely coming with me to the party?" he asked already thinking ahead to it and thinking that with Craig with him it wouldn't be such a hard thing to endure this time.
Craig nodded and grinned. “Let’s see,” he laughed. “…a whole evening of you in a tux, looking so incredibly sexy that I can hardly *breathe*, standing by your side and letting the world know you’re mine, being there beside you so you can hopefully enjoy your evening, making sure I don’t lose you to some young, handsome executive….I think I’d be crazy to pass that up. So, I’d say that’s a definite yes, on my part.”
David grinned and shook his head; "Lose me to some young executive? No, I don't think so. Seems I have a thing for dark haired, blue eyed, incredibly sexy, social workers. They're a rare breed, ya know?" David teased, kissing Craig gently. Though he was teasing, every word was true. He couldn't imagine ever wanting anyone else.
The two men lay in the floor for long hours, talking quietly, laughing, and sharing kisses and gentle touches. They never seemed to tire of simply being together, and Craig didn’t see that ever changing. He loved David more and more with every passing minute, and continued to cling to the hope that one day David would return his feelings. Long after sunset, they padded into the kitchen, raided the refrigerator, and shared a meal in the dark, feeding each other cheeses and fruits and sharing a glass of champagne. A few minutes after midnight, they finally fell into bed together, curled into their regular positions, and drifted off to sleep, each wearing a content smile on their face and holding their lover close.
~~~
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
David picked up the two glasses of tea from the counter and walked out to the living room where Craig was waiting. They didn't spend much time at David's place comparatively since it was so far from the shelter, but they had gone out earlier in the evening and the restaurant had been closer to his place. He particularly enjoyed Friday nights because they tended to stay up late and talk or watch movies, and he found the last few months that he was more than happy with the domesticity of it all.
"Here ya go," he said sliding down on the couch next to Craig. "Been a long week, I know I've said it several times this week but I'm sorry I haven't had more time to spend at the shelter. It's been the week from hell dealing with this McKellen character. He just keeps making more demands, I'm seriously considering talking Mr. Marquez into dropping the deal...and I've never done that before but McKellen is just asking for too much...anyway...like I said, I'm sorry."
“Nothing to be sorry for,” Craig smiled, taking the glass of tea and snuggling up against his lover. “It has been a long week, and I’m glad it’s over. I’m sorry you’re having so many problems at work though. I wish I could help you in some way….make it better for you somehow.”
"You already do," David smiled, "just being here helps more than you know. So, you said something earlier about a new volunteer at the shelter?" he asked curiously. Craig had seemed very happy about that.
Craig nodded and sat his glass down on a coaster on the end table next to him and smiled. “Well, now that I have you in my life, I’ve decided that twelve and fourteen hour days at the shelter just aren’t working any more,” he said. "And since you’re spending a lot of time with me there now, the paperwork isn’t killing me like it used to. So this gentleman by the name of John stopped by to see me this morning. John Rhys-Davis. Nice chap, and…a retired social worker. And get this….he used to run a homeless shelter in Chicago. He was a lot like me…he ran it by himself and did everything there. And he wanted to talk to me about volunteering. So…I’m thinking I can work something more like normal hours now. He’s willing to work weekends and evenings and keep an eye on things for us.” He took David’s hand and squeezed it gently. “I still need you there to help me…if you still want that. It won’t work otherwise, because you’re the only reason I’m doing so well with my paperwork, but at least we can get out of there a bit earlier and not have to work every weekend.”
David smiled and pulled Craig's hand up to his lips for a kiss. "He sounds like quite a find, and of course I still want to help. I told you I planned to stick around, and I do. The shelter has become as much a part of my life as my own business and honestly, sometimes I'd rather be there and not my office...though that could have something to do with the sexy director there," David teased. "It'll be nice to have the weekends off though...maybe we can get away some time. I'm willing to bet you haven't been on a weekend getaway or a vacation in ages," he said knowingly.
Blushing at the ‘sexy director’ comment, Craig rested his head on David’s shoulder and shook his head. “You’d win that bet,” he sighed. “I’ve not left that place for over a day in nine years. Until you came along, I rarely even left to go home. When I *did* manage to go home, someone would call me, and I’d have to go back, so I usually just slept on the couch in my office. There was just…no reason to leave after a while.” He wrapped his arms around David’s waist and closed his eyes. “Now, that’s all changed. I’ve got a life these days, and a simply gorgeous, sweet, perfect man I’m simply crazy about to spend it with. When John gets settled in, I’d love nothing more than a vacation with you.”
David smiled as he saw Craig blush and sighed when he described his life the last nine years. It sounded much like his own. "Yeah...I know what you mean about no reason to leave. I was the same way you know...I think we are both recovering workaholics," he grinned. "Oh...God I almost forgot...speaking of work...you know those awful 'kiss ass' parties I told you about?" David asked, just remembering something he'd been planning to bring up all night but kept forgetting.
Craig nodded and tangled his fingers with David’s. “Yes…I know you hate those,” he said softly, wondering if David had a standard ‘acceptable’ high-society date he usually attended with. He trusted David implicitly, but the thoughts of him with anyone else made Craig’s stomach clench. They’d never talked about being exclusive, but they’d spent every minute they could together, and he *knew* David wasn’t seeing anyone else. Of all the things in his life he shared, he didn’t want David to be one of them. “Have you got another one of those coming up?”
"Yes, unfortunately I do, but I think it would be much more tolerable if...Well, if you'd like to come with me. It's a week from today, but if you don't want to, you don't have to," he said wondering if he'd waited too long to bring it up.
Craig turned to look at his lover with wide eyes. “You want *me* to go?” he asked. “I…I thought you were going to tell me you were going to go with…with someone that…that…well, with someone else. God, I was about to get sick with jealousy.” He pressed a kiss to David’s lips and laughed. “I’d love to go with you. Thank you for asking me.”
"Someone else? Oh...oh...no, I have always gone alone to these things," David said, realizing what Craig meant, "I'm glad you'll go though, it will make it a lot more comfortable for me. I always feel so awkward at them. In a boardroom I do really well, but for some reason, I don't feel comfortable at those parties. I may be quite rich *now* but I didn't start off that way, and some people don't like that. Even McKellen looks down his nose at me. I'm the best at what I do, so that gives me an edge, but I am not what they call 'old money'. It won't be terribly comfortable for you either I'm sure," he explained.
Craig pulled his lover closer and sighed. “Then we’ll just go and be uncomfortable together then. As for McKellan and his people…I’ve never cared much for what people about me think anyway.”
David smiled, that was one of the things he really liked about Craig. He valued a person based on who they were, not what they were, that was something that Craig had taught him over the last few months. "I know, and thank you, it will be a lot easier to bear with you by my side," he whispered, really liking the sound of that. I honestly loved the idea of Craig always at his side. Wrapping his arms tighter around his lover, he sighed softly as Craig's warm breath ghosted over his skin.
“Well, I happen to like it here,” Craig laughed softly as he began to nibble on his lover’s neck. “I’m growing quite comfortable by your side, in case you hadn’t noticed.”
David smiled and pulled Craig off the cushion beside him into his lap, "I like this even better than you at my side," he grinned, kissing him deeply. The last of the tension from his day at the office seemed to just disappear as Craig returned his kiss. He was starting to come to the conclusion that this feeling wasn't going to go away. Each day he wanted Craig more and more, and *needed* him more and more. His smile could simply wipe away all of the stress that David felt. He knew Craig loved him...and he cared about him in return, and he thought maybe these feelings...were love. He would sometimes lie awake and watch Craig sleep and consider telling him but he wasn't sure if he was ready yet. Soon. Maybe soon he would know for sure.
“Mmmmm,” Craig murmured, settling against his lover and sighing into the kiss. It was easier these days, not having to hide his feelings from David. Calling him ‘love’ and telling him that he loved him now and then came so naturally. He suspected that David loved him back, but just didn’t know it yet. As his lover’s tongue pressed forward between his lips and began to gently explore his mouth, Craig closed his eyes and sighed into the kiss. His tongue slid over David’s and he moved forward, tasting and teasing David’s lips in return as he pulled him closer. “Yes,” he whispered breathlessly as he pulled away and rained soft kisses over the beloved face. “I think this is quite a lovely position as well.”
Feeling the way that Craig simply melted against him, David kissed him even deeper, his tongue slipping past smooth lips to taste and tease as Craig moved against him. As they drew apart and Craig spoke, David smiled as sweet butterfly kisses were bestowed upon him. "Hmm, I think there are quite a few positions I enjoy immensely with you...though I'm sure there are many more we will need to try out," he teased and grinned as Craig's eyes sparkled.
“I agree,” Craig said, licking at his lover’s lips. “I think we should try out each one a few hundred times, at the very least.” His hands moved down to unbutton David’s shirt as he spoke and began nibbling and kissing a wet trail across his lover’s collarbones. David still tasted sweeter than anything he’d ever tasted in his life, and he could feel his arousal growing hard with anticipation. “Maybe we could start right here? Right now?”
David grinned and shrugged, "I don't see why not," he whispered as he leaned forward slightly, letting Craig push his shirt the rest of the way off. His own hands traveled up to Craig's shirt, unbuttoning it and trailing his fingers down his lover's smooth chest. Their relationship had started out with them having sex every night, until the evening he'd found Craig had nearly overdosed on allergy pills. Since then, they still had sex most nights, and days, and mornings as a matter of fact, but sometimes they just lay in bed and would hold one another and talk. He never thought he'd do that and enjoy it, but he did...though what Craig was doing right now was quite a bit more enjoyable and he sighed softly. David could feel his own arousal pressing against a firm thigh and closed his eyes losing himself in his lover's touch.
Moving back slightly, Craig’s hands traveled over David’s chest and arms as his lips continued kissing and licking his lover’s skin. He shrugged out of his own shirt and slid from David’s lap to kneel on the floor between his legs. He made quick work of the dark leather belt and the button of David’s slacks then unzipped the zipper with his teeth. “Lift up your hips, love,” he whispered, nuzzling against David’s taunt stomach as he wrapped his fingers around the waistband of his pants.
David watched as Craig slid between his legs and then felt his heart skid to a stop, before beating rapidly again as Craig used his teeth to unzip him. It was one of the most erotic things he remembered ever seeing. Heeding his lover's request, he lifted his hips and felt the thin material slide down his legs. He could already feel his body tremble in anticipation, and his fingers threaded through soft dark hair as he watched his lover.
Craig ran his hands along David’s thighs after unhooking his own jeans, lightly running his fingernails over the smooth skin as he kicked off the confining denim and breathed a sigh of release as his arousal was freed. His gaze met his lover’s and he smiled as he watched clear blue eyes turn dark with desire. He gently spread David’s legs further apart and licked his length from root to tip, swirling his tongue over the head of his lover’s arousal and tasting the bittersweet fluid that leaked from the tip.
David was enthralled as he watched Craig. He was so incredibly sexy, he had no idea how he affected David. He returned his lover's smile, and then moaned softly as a slick tongue moved over his shaft. His fingers curled around one of the cushions on the couch as the other ran through Craig's hair. He loved the way that Craig touched him, the way he looked at him. He not only told David that he loved him but he showed him in every way.
Craig wrapped his fingers around David’s length and moved to place gentle kisses along the insides of his thighs. He’d literally kissed every inch of his lover’s body and planned on doing that a few thousand times more before he died. That seemed like a very good plan indeed, especially right now. He spent long minutes lavishing attention on David’s upper legs and hips, then moved back to the leaking, rigid length in his hand. “Turn over, love,” he murmured.
David shivered as soft kisses moved over him, and moaned as a slick warm tongue circled the tip of his arousal again. As Craig asked him to turn over, he nodded and did so, his knees resting against the soft carpet and his elbows on the cushions of the couch. He felt Craig move between his legs and spread them further apart. He waited for the first gentle touches over his skin as his breathing picked up.
Craig rested his body flush against his lover’s and sucked gently on the back of his neck, marking him, and soothing the mark with his tongue. His hands roamed lovingly over David’s body, brushing over taunt nipples and skimming over a muscled abdomen as his lips made their way along the length of David’s spine. Pausing only long enough to reach for the lube they’d bought and stashed in the drawer of the end table, he resumed his position and blindly slicked his fingers. His kisses moved lower and he moved to run his tongue around the rim of the dimple on the right side of his lover’s back as he gently parted the round globes of his backside and ran his finger along the tight puckered entrance hidden there.
David sighed softly as Craig marked the back of his neck and curled his fingers around the cushion on the couch. Feeling loving hands and gentle kisses moving over him, he closed his eyes and gave himself over to Craig. As lips moved lower and a slick tongue circled one of the dimples on his lower back, he shuddered and jerked forward slightly. His former lovers had never really explored his body the way Craig had, in truth, he hadn't bottomed much before Craig but their relationship had been fairly equal right from the start. Even as the gentle tongue continued to tease the sensitive indentation, he felt a slick finger press against him and he found himself pushing his hips back toward the questing digit.
Craig continued his ministrations and slowly slid his finger past David’s guardian muscle and deep into his body. As the muscle contracted around his finger, he paused, feeling the warm passage adjusting to accept him as his tongue dipped into the receptive indentation on David’s lower back again and David shuddered beneath him. Craig began moving his finger in and out of his lover’s body as he kissed a trail across his back to the other dimple and carefully added a second finger. He pushed them deep inside the tight channel, breathing heavily as he lavished attention to his lover’s body with his hands and mouth. When both fingers were in up to the knuckles, he began twisting and scissoring, back and forth, stretching and opening his lover, preparing him to accept Craig’s own aching cock.
David's fingers clutched at the cushions as Craig teased him, and then as a slick finger slid inside him, he moaned softly and his mind immediately thought about how it would feel once that finger was replaced with Craig's thick length. When a second finger was added, David shamelessly shifted his hips back and forth, his own arousal trapped against the couch, causing a delicious friction that sent a shiver rippling throughout his body. "Oh, God, baby please," he pleaded, "Please, need to feel you."
With a final kiss to each of the small dimples on his lover’s back, Craig removed his fingers and slicked his length with a shaking hand. He moved closer and positioned the swollen head of his arousal against the slick and stretched entrance before him as he leaned forward and placed soft kisses up David’s spine. Wrapping both arms around him, Craig pressed forward, sheathing himself in one smooth motion. He rested his forehead between his lover’s shoulders, holding him close as he gave David a chance to adjust to the intrusion. “God, love, you’re so tight,” he breathed against David’s skin.
David moaned as his lover's shaft slid deep inside him, filling him completely. Feeling Craig's arms around him and his chest against David's back, made his skin tingle with warmth each place they touched. Pressing his hips back, he urged Craig to move, needing more. Uncurling his fingers from around the edge of the soft cushion, one hand moved down to tangle with the fingers of Craig's hand resting against his chest. "Fuck me, Craig," he moaned as his hips shifted back against his lover, impaling himself even more.
Craig shivered at his lover’s words and closed his eyes. He squeezed David’s fingers in acknowledgement and drew in a ragged breath before shifting his hips back until his length was almost free of the tight heat. He thrust back in hard and deep, burying himself to the hilt as his arms tightened and he pulled David closer. His embrace never loosened and he continued to thrust up into his lover, slow and deep, trying to make this last as long as he could. Letting his free hand work between David’s arousal and the edge of the couch, his fingers grasped his lover’s length and began stroking him in time with each thrust.
The feel of his lover moving deep inside him, sent his senses reeling, it had always felt incredible with Craig. No matter if they were just kissing or if he was buried within his lover, or if they were as they were now, with Craig slowly moving within him. He felt as if he were completely surrounded by his lover, and each touch, each whisper, each warm breath that ghosted over his back, made him feel loved. He had never experienced that with any other lover in his life and he knew, without a doubt, that when Craig said that he loved him, he meant it. As a warm hand wrapped around his aching arousal, David cried out, and leaned back against his lover resting his head against Craig's shoulder. He could feel Craig’s heart beating rapidly against his back, and knew that his own was matching the rapid pace.
Craig nibbled and kissed the damp skin underneath his lips as his fingers stroked the leaking length in his fist. His other hand held his lover’s fingers in a tight grip and he shifted forward so the head of his cock would slam against David’s prostate with each inward thrust. His movements became more erratic and his breath came in harsh gasps. “Come for me, love,” he moaned as he redoubled his efforts on the thick arousal in his hand and buried himself so deep and hard that David’s knees were lifted off the floor.
David felt as if his entire body were on fire, spreading from the inside out. He could feel his skin slipping against Craig's as they moved together and closed his eyes. Raising one hand behind his head, he rested it at the nape of Craig's neck, threading through soft hair, and arched back against him as his lover's hard length slammed against his prostate, with each deep thrust. White lights danced behind his eyelids as he moaned his lover's name and heard his request. Within moments he felt himself reeling over the edge, his release slamming into him violently as Craig continued to bury himself deep within him.
Already tight muscles clenched around him even harder and Craig lost all semblance of control. As David spilled over his fingers, he thrust up one final time and a low, ragged moan fell from his lips, muffled against his lover’s sweat slicked skin. His release hit him hard, and he spilled deep within the tight passage surrounding him, his seed filling his lover’s passage as his arms tightened reflexively. Craig pulled David closer and pressed him down even further on his own pulsing arousal as David’s body continued to milk him of every last drop of his release.
David cried out as he felt his lover's shaft pulsed his release inside him, and his still clenching muscles tightened around the thick length over and over again. After long moments, he seemed to come back to himself and turned, pressing soft kisses against the underside of Craig's jaw. "God, Craig, that was incredible," he murmured, almost surprised he was able to think well enough to get the words out. His hand still held Craig's firmly against his chest as his other dropped from the back of his neck to caress a firm thigh. No one had ever made him feel like this. //I wish I could say it, God I wish I could tell him how he makes me feel and how I feel about him.// He knew it wasn't a matter of how he felt, it was a matter of when he would be able to say the words.
Craig’s legs grew weak and he sank down on the floor, cradling David close and pulling him down as well as they both trembled in the aftermath of their releases. He carefully slid from his lover’s body and sighed, curling around David’s body and closing his eyes “Every time with you is incredible,” he murmured as he pressed his lips to the warm skin just beneath David’s ear. He moved his arm up to pillow his lover’s head and brought the fingers of his other hand up to his lips, where he used his tongue to clean them one by one. Reaching down several times he gathered the cooling seed from David’s softening arousal and stomach with his fingertips then licked it away until all traces of the thick fluid were gone. “What a way to start the weekend,” he grinned, nibbling on David’s ear.
David felt completely boneless as Craig maneuvered him to the floor and curled around him. He lay watching entranced as his lover cleaned his fingers and continued cleaning David. As Craig teased him, he laughed softly, "You could say that again.... definitely a great start to the weekend," he whispered. Tugging Craig forward, he kissed him deeply, tasting himself mixed with Craig's own unique flavor. "I...I th...I...I'm glad you are here with me," he murmured, unsure exactly what he wanted to say. ‘I think I love you’ would just sound ridiculous, either you know or you don't. I think I'm falling in love with you...yes, certainly but it was more. So, he simply settled on the lame words of saying he was glad that Craig was with him...he was always glad that Craig was with him. So it was a truth. A fact. Something he was certain of.
Craig smiled and pressed his lips to David’s, licking along the seam and trailing soft kisses over his chin and jaw line. “I’m glad I’m here with you too,” he smiled. “I’m glad you *want* me here with you.” He lowered his head and kissed his lover’s chest just above his heart giggling as the soft ginger hair tickled his nose. Reaching up to grab a pillow and the blanket from the couch, he put the pillow underneath his head, still cradling David’s head on his arm, and pulled the blanket over them both. He caressed his lover’s face and sighed happily, thinking he’d never seen a more beautiful sight than the man he loved looking so relaxed and content. “It’s still early. Want to lie here for a while and watch tv or talk, or do you have something else in mind?”
David smiled as Craig giggled, loving the sound of his laughter. "I think I'd like to just lie here and hold you for a while...that sound good to you?" he asked, trailing his fingertips up and down the length of Craig's back. "You know....you are the first person I've ever *wanted* to just hold like this?" he said softly.
Craig tangled their legs and looked into his lover’s eyes with surprise. “Really?” he asked softly. “I’m glad. You have no idea how much I love it when you hold me. It makes me… //feel so loved. Treasured. Cherished, even.// very, very happy to be in your arms.” He pressed a soft kiss to beloved lips and smiled. “You can hold me anytime you like, love. Always.”
David smiled and leaned up to kiss Craig again, "Good," he whispered, "Because I intend to do it often." He lay back and looked up into Craig's eyes, seeing exactly how much Craig loved him and he knew deep down that there was no other way to describe what he himself felt but love. The problem was that he'd gone for so long thinking it didn't exist that it was frightening now that he felt those things he never thought he would. "So next weekend you are definitely coming with me to the party?" he asked already thinking ahead to it and thinking that with Craig with him it wouldn't be such a hard thing to endure this time.
Craig nodded and grinned. “Let’s see,” he laughed. “…a whole evening of you in a tux, looking so incredibly sexy that I can hardly *breathe*, standing by your side and letting the world know you’re mine, being there beside you so you can hopefully enjoy your evening, making sure I don’t lose you to some young, handsome executive….I think I’d be crazy to pass that up. So, I’d say that’s a definite yes, on my part.”
David grinned and shook his head; "Lose me to some young executive? No, I don't think so. Seems I have a thing for dark haired, blue eyed, incredibly sexy, social workers. They're a rare breed, ya know?" David teased, kissing Craig gently. Though he was teasing, every word was true. He couldn't imagine ever wanting anyone else.
The two men lay in the floor for long hours, talking quietly, laughing, and sharing kisses and gentle touches. They never seemed to tire of simply being together, and Craig didn’t see that ever changing. He loved David more and more with every passing minute, and continued to cling to the hope that one day David would return his feelings. Long after sunset, they padded into the kitchen, raided the refrigerator, and shared a meal in the dark, feeding each other cheeses and fruits and sharing a glass of champagne. A few minutes after midnight, they finally fell into bed together, curled into their regular positions, and drifted off to sleep, each wearing a content smile on their face and holding their lover close.
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TBC