Gay Erotic Romance.
With the Christmas holidays just around the corner, Marcus has plans for Jim
and declares a week off. Jim, however, isn't sure candles are the best idea.
Can the boys from Bent come to an agreement?
Originally published in Toy Box: Candles
With the Christmas holidays upon them, Marcus declared a week of holidays.
It would be interesting to see how Jim functioned with a limited schedule and no working. Of course, he planned to fill his lover's time with all sorts of interesting things.
He had plans.
The first thing he'd done was turn off the alarm. They would wake when they woke. He glanced over at the clock. Of course that meant they woke at the usual time because it was that ingrained. He chuckled wryly and slid his hand along Jim's back, fingers teasing the top of Jim's ass.
Jim murmured softly, lips sliding over his chest. "Good morning, sir."
"Good morning." He reached for Jim's chin and tilted it, bringing their mouths together for a long, soft kiss.
Jim cuddled in, warm and yielding, so happy to see him, to be with him. He reached down again, hand automatically finding Jim's ass, squeezing. He did love Jim's ass. A soft laugh pushed into his lips, that sweet butt pressing into his touch.
"I know what you want," he murmured, rubbing Jim's ass. His own fingers itched for what was coming.
"Coffee?" Jim winked at him, that flash of humor delicious.
Marcus laughed, happy deep down inside. "Let me rephrase that -- I know what you need." He kept rubbing Jim's ass.
"You always know." Jim licked his smile, those lovely eyes lit up for him and him alone. His lover.
"I do." He caught Jim's tongue between his lips and began to suck on it, his hand lifting, dropping back down with a smack.
His baby jerked, hips rocking into him and rubbing.
"Yeah, baby. Like that." He smacked Jim's ass again, another light tap, beginning with a warm up.
Jim hummed, trusting him, trusting this implicitly.
