Week 66 and it’s date night!!! All trimmed, shaven, cleaned out, and ready for what the night may bring. Now, for me that’s sexing, because, let’s face it, when you need to bring a date night into your life, it means life has gotten a wee bit full and there ends up being no fun loving time between yours.
My weekly sexy is just that, that one night a week when my MC’s get together for some fun between the sheets.
“Patience,” Paul murmured as he scrapped his nails lightly down Matt’s vertebrae. He watched the skin prickle in their wake.
“Fuck patience! Just slick up and fuck me!” Matt’s words sounded like a threat, even as his body opened up under Paul’s touch.
Matt and Paul had shared a bed regularly enough that Paul had an intimate understanding of Matt’s body. One of the things he’d learnt was that Matt adored having his back scratched; just a slight scrape would have his eyes rolling into the back of his head, his back arching, and pleading for more.
With his other hand, fingers slicked up, Paul ran them slowly down the other man’s arse crack. It had become a fun little game for him, extending Matt’s pleasure. Matt was always in a rush, and making him slow down and enjoy these moments they shared gave Paul a rush. He wasn’t really sure how to explain this.
The tips of Paul’s fingers were so sensitive he could feel the most minute shifting of muscles as he circled the opening of Matt’s body. He registered the slightest movement, pausing to see if the muscles were ready to allow him in. Paul’s mouth filled with moisture as Matt's muscles twitched against the pads of his fingers.
Paul smiled. He hadn’t been as sensitive to these particular movements with anyone else, that hesitant moment of his body protesting before letting go. He’d never realised with any other lover what he was being given was a gift. With all the others he’d just pushed on in and taken. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to figure out why this man was so different, but maybe it was simply because he enjoyed the regular visits, and if he treated Matt like crap he might not keep coming back.
“Paul, fuck me, please!” Matt screamed into the mattress, muffling the sound slightly. A back scratch, a slight rimming of fingers, and Matt was already at the point of needing to bite down on something.
Paul couldn’t help but smile; those simple things made it all so much more fun.
So I might have gone one paragraph to far :P
And onto the pimping and other random facts linked to this hop
Love Without Knowing It
When everything Paul had ever known turned upside down, suddenly he needs to man up and fight for the love he’s always feared.
Paul’s life was set. He had what he needed and what he was comfortable with. Then a night with one of his regular lovers pulls him into the drama of sickness, love, and death.
In the end, Paul needs to work a few things out first: Is he strong enough to fall in love with a man that may need more than he’s able to give, or will he fall into old habits and run when the relationship gets too complicated?
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