In a modern AU far, far away.
Language: English
Length: 7791 words
Year: 2024
You could have told a mile away something was afoot. It was the first week of the summer holidays, made obvious by the shrieks of children at play on the courtyard five stories down, and there was an unusual amount of clutter on the hallways of flat number 23. A disarray of shoes that had drifted away from the doormat, their owner having had a last minute crisis about which pair to pack; a rucksack with half its contents spilling on the floor; half-eaten snacks in wrappers on the kitchen table and counters, all waiting for their final judgment that decided what was eaten and what became travel rations.
Hilla had started packing already the weekend before, right after coming home from the graduation ceremony, and Theodius was at his wit’s end.
The door to the said teenager’s room slammed and Hilla sprinted to the kitchen, pulling on a hoodie. She picked up the rucksack and stomped back to her room almost immediately, stuffing candy bars in the pockets. As the door slammed again Theodius turned up the music, hoping she’d catch the hint.
His phone buzzed on the desk. ’Be there in 10,’ Sofia had texted.
Theodius lowered the volume for a second and yelled, ”Hilla! They’ll be downstairs in a few!”
She shouted back something that he didn’t quite catch. With a roll of his eyes Theodius turned back to the screen and typed rapidly in the work chat, sent the message, and pulled up another woeful e-mail from some idiot customer that could not be ignored over the weekend. He hated the pre-weekend rush, but he hated staying overtime even more when he and Giendei were finally facing a quiet weekend at home just by themselves for the first time in God knows how long. He’d annihilated two more e-mails from the pile by the time Hilla manifested in the kitchen once more.
”Why are you not dressed?” he asked, eyeing his daughter critically. The pair of beach shorts she was wearing were critically short for the early June weather.
”I am,” she protested.
”It’s 14 degrees out, missy. Put on some pants.”
”Shorts are pants!”
”You heard me.” The phone screen lit up and Giendei’s name popped up on the screen. ”And don’t forget your charger.”
She let out a long-suffering sigh as she marched back to her room. Theodius picked up the call. ”Yeah?”
”Honey? I can barely hear you.”
”Oh. Hang on.” He got up and put some distance between himself and the stereos. ”Better?”
”There you are.” Giendei laughed. ”Just wanted to let you know I was working a little late today, but I’ll be home in a bit, promise.”
”Administrative nonsense again?”
He heard Giendei heave a sigh. ”One of the parents called in just complain about his daughter’s grades. Apparently it’s the thought that should count and not the actual schoolwork. Or showing up for the lessons, for that matter.”
”Obviously. Teachers these days just don’t understand a genius in the making.” Hilla’s door slammed again just as someone honked downstairs. She appeared, rucksack on her back and started lacing her shoes. ”You still stopping by the store on the way?”
”Already there. Anything else we need?”
”Is that papa?” Hilla intervened, peering around the doorframe.
”Who else,” Theodius replied. Someone honked again. ”They’re waiting for you, get going already.”
”Hi papa! I’m leaving now!” Hilla yelled, which made Giendei laugh again at the other end of the line.
”Hilla,” Theodius started.
”See you next week!”
”Sweetie—”
”I’ll send pictures!”
Theodius rolled his eyes upon noticing that she was making no effort to leave, despite Sofia honking downstairs for the third time, and turned the radio’s volume up by a notch.
”Oh yeah, Giendei? I just remembered. Pick up some damn condoms while you’re at the store,” he said loudly, emphasising the word ‘condoms’ on purpose. He heard clatter from the other end and guessed Giendei had dropped something. ”And lube. The last bottle’s almost empty.”
That did the trick. Hilla’s face was burning as she unlatched the door at record speed, muttering, ”don’t wanna know,” and yelled before closing the door behind her, ”okay-well-I’m-off-see-you-next-week-bye!”
Her shoes left loud squeaky noises as she scaled the stairs two at a time. Parents. She had the most embarrassing-ass parents in the whole world. Suddenly a weekend off with Sofia and the Aunty Polycule™ at their cottage seemed like the perfect solution to just such a problem.
”Sorry about that,” Theodius said in a normal voice once the door downstairs had clanged shut with a noise audible enough to carry over the music. ”Had to chase away our dawdling little princess somehow or she’d never have left. Anyway, could you bring me some of those puff pastries now that we don’t have a teenager here to steal them all? You know, the ones with raspberry and vanilla filling?”
”Honey,” Giendei managed feebly. ”I had the phone on speaker.”
Theodius smirked. ”Whoops.”
”I can never shop here again.”
”Tragic. The pastries better be here by four.”
Giendei laughed helplessly. Even after all these years, he sounded extra cute when he was a little flustered. ”They will. Love you.”
”Love you, too.”
An afternoon alone in perfect, undisturbed peace was a rarity in their household. Theodius enjoyed every minute off it. He dug up his favourite CDs from the very collection that Hilla liked to call ”proof that you’re a fossil from the paleolithic era”, turned up the music to a level that no doubt disturbed the neighbours, and worked without headphones for one luxurious change. No interruptions, no one slamming doors or constantly tapping on his shoulder for something. It was amazing how his wishlist had evolved to contain such ordinary things in the past seventeen years. He was in an exceptionally good mood when he heard keys turning in the lock and the front door opening.
”Are we having a party?” Giendei’s voice called from the hall.
”Of sorts. There’s beer in the fridge.”
A groan. ”Thank God.”
”Thank me, more like.”
Giendei carried the shopping bags in the kitchen, packed groceries in the fridge, and tossed one paperbag full of pastries on the round dinner table with his keys. He grabbed a can of beer from the fridge and made for the living room where Theodius was still sitting in front of his computer, typing away. He wrapped an arm around his husband’s shoulders from behind and kissed his cheek.
”I’m home,” he said.
”So I’ve noticed.” Theodius turned enough to kiss him properly on the mouth. He tasted like beer, but it seemed to have no effect on him, as usual, for the eyes that met Giendei’s were stone-cold sober. ”Gimme a minute. I’m just logging out.”
Giendei rubbed his arm and kissed the top of his head, right on the messy curls. ”Busy day?”
”With a bored seventeen-year-old with no homework to do to chaperone between meetings? Guess.” Theodius chuckled. ”Yours?”
Giendei groaned again.
”Right. You spend your days locked in a room with twenty or so lesser demons.”
”I wish I was allowed to use that exact phrasing in next term’s parent-teacher meetings.” He breathed in Theodius’s scent and placed another kiss against his skin, this time on his neck. ”Thank goodness I didn’t call while I was still at school.”
”Oh, yeah. I forgot teachers don’t have privacy. Or sex lives.”
”Honey, I would’ve had to quit on the spot. I’d never hear the end of it.”
He saw the corner of Theodius’s mouth quirk up. ”What a shame. I’m sure I’d mourn having you home with me all day every day.”
”You know we’d get no more alone time even then,” Giendei pointed out, but he couldn’t help smiling.
”Speaking of.”
As the computer screen powered off Theodius spun the chair around and got up. It didn’t make much of a difference; the top of his head still only reached up to Giendei’s shoulder when he was on his feet. He was in loose pajama pants and an old, oversized t-shirt, looking like he’d only just rolled out of bed an hour or so ago. He snaked his thin arms around Giendei’s neck, stood up on his toes and kissed him full on the mouth slowly, nipping his lips while he was at it. Giendei laid down the unopened beer on the desk, placed his hands on Theodius’s waist, and pulled him against himself. He wasn’t exactly surprised to find Theodius was already half-hard.
”I thought we’d eat first,” Giendei said in low tones between parted lips. Theodius kissed him one more time.
”No fucking way,” Theodius replied. This up close he had a pair of perfect bedroom eyes, heavy eyelids and everything. It still turned Giendei’s knees to water in less than two seconds. ”It’s been nothing but sad, quick handjobs for months. Bedroom. Now.”
Giendei couldn’t help laughing. ”Fine, fine.”
He did something they never did unless they were alone and lifted Theodius up, as if he weighted nothing, and let him wrap his legs around Giendei’s waist. They kissed their way down the hall and into their bedroom, which was all the way at the end of the corridor, past the kitchen and Hilla’s room. Giendei squeezed his husband’s ass both for leverage and pleasure both, groaning again when Theodius’s tongue slipped in his mouth. There was nothing slow about their kisses now; Theodius was a demanding mess of tongue and teeth, unabashed, eager, something Giendei had sorely missed.
It wasn’t like they never had sex nowadays, but with Hilla’s room just behind the wall and her semi-nocturnal sleeping schedule that kept her sneaking between her room and the kitchen at odd hours of the night they had to keep it down and, more often than not, hurried. Privacy was a rare thing when the said teenager preferred staying in her room with comic books, video games, and voicechats instead of going out.
If there was one downside to her being as introverted as Theodius, it was that. Not that either of her dads were about to ever voice any complaints about it around her. Compared to all the other parents of teenagers that they knew, they had it easy.
Giendei dropped Theodius on the unmade bed and clambered on top of him right after, pushing him against the pillows and kissing him hungrily, luxuriating in every little noise he made as their bodies moved against one another’s. Theodius’s hands slipped beneath Giendei’s shirt and started pushing it up, revealing nothing but sun-kissed skin and a pair of toned arms. Theodius thought it was a waste for a grade school teacher to be this hunky.
”Did you actually bring some condoms?” Theodius asked as he discarded the shirt on the floor.
”I did, yeah.”
”For us both?”
”Yeah.”
”Very good thinking on your part.” Theodius tugged the hairtie off Giendei’s ponytail and let his blond hair loose. Theodius liked it long and messy, something he could bury his fingers in at his leisure. The way Giendei reacted to feeling Theodius’s fingers pulling at his hair to keep their mouths locked together was nothing short of satisfying. He practically trembled, and Theodius could feel him grow harder against his belly.
”I’ve missed this,” Giendei murmured against Theodius’s ear, bending down to kiss the lobe of his ear, his jawline, neck, anything within reach.
”Likewise.” Theodius squeezed the curve of Giendei’s ass through his pants and heard his breath hitch audibly. ”You’d better go get those condoms. I’ve had a couple of hours to think about what I want to do with you, and I’m dying to get to it.”
Giendei kissed his lips once, twice, smiling. Theodius had a impish little glint in his hazel eyes that sent warmth pooling to the pit of Giendei’s belly, anticipating, waiting. ”And what conclusions have you come to?”
”I want to fuck you first,” Theodius replied. He paused to bite Giendei’s lip for good measure, enjoying how it made him shudder. ”I want to be inside you and see your face while I’m doing it. And you’d better be loud about it.”
”Aren’t I always?” Giendei managed a breathless laugh despite the flush creeping on his face.
”As of late, no.” Theodius grinned. ”I’ll return the favour when you get to fuck me in return. Go get those supplies.”
”Please don’t undress while I’m away.”
”I won’t, I won’t. Get going, big guy.”
The screeching of guitars turned off a little while later. When Giendei lumbered back with a plastic bag in his hands, Theodius was propped up against the headboard, looking expectant. His t-shirt lay on the floor next to Giendei’s. Giendei sighed.
”Ah, tesoro, you promised,” he chided.
Theodius huffed a small laugh. ”It’s just a t-shirt. Not exactly the sexiest piece of clothing out there.”
”My t-shirt, if I’m correct.”
”I’m sure it was yours once upon a time.”
So were a dozen others in the wardrobe. Eventually they all seemed to gravitate towards Theodius’s pile, no matter where they had been placed after folding. They were exactly the right kind of oversized for him. During the early days of their relationship he had often enough spent lazy mornings lounging on the couch with Giendei in nothing but boxers and one of Giendei’s t-shirts. He did still do that, but nowadays it was remote colleagues that kept him breakfast company instead of Giendei, and the webcam hid the fact that he hadn’t bothered with actual pants.
Giendei placed the plastic bag on the nightstand. ”I made sure to get some other stuff, too, while I was there. Such as…” He pulled out a small bottle of lube and presented it in the manner of a sommelier pulling out the restaurant’s fanciest wine, which made Theodius stifle a laugh. ”Good old all-purpose fix-it-fluid for big and small problems alike.”
”Yeah, we are not calling it that.”
”And,” Giendei continued. The other bottle he pulled out was larger and contained something alarmingly pink. ”Massage oil. I thought I could finally help you with those stiff shoulders.”
”Huh. I did marry the right guy,” Theodius said. He placed a small kiss on the gold ring on his finger, smirking, and scooted on the edge of the bed. ”Save that for later. Get over here already.”
Giendei did. He made to sit down on the bed, but Theodius stopped him and placed his hands on his hips instead. He left a trail of small, warm kisses down Giendei’s chest, then his stomach, palming him through his jeans at the same time, slowly working him back up to hardness. It didn’t take much work from him, really – it very rarely did. Giendei inhaled sharply as Theodius undid the button and the zipper of his jeans and pushed them down along with his underwear. He gave Giendei’s cock a couple of experimental pumps, biting his lip as though in anticipation.
Giendei stepped out of his pants and underwear and kicked them aside. His socks joined the pile seconds later. He was all smiles as he beckoned and said, ”your turn.”
Theodius clambered on his knees on the bed and wrapped his arms around Giendei’s shoulders once more, pulling him to another series of breathless kisses. Their lips moved fervently against one another’s while Giendei’s hands slid beneath the waistband of his pajama pants and pushed them down, then moved on to his boxers. They both gasped when Theodius’s cock pressed against Giendei’s.
”Lie down on your back,” Theodius murmured against Giendei’s lips. His already low voice had dropped by another octave into barely more than a hoarse growl, which drew another shudder from Giendei. He loved it when his husband took control and set the rules to their lovemaking, loved the way his voice sounded during those moments, loved the way his eyes darkened. Just that alone could have made Giendei come, almost. It nearly had a few times. ”And don’t. Touch. Yourself. Leave that to me. All of it, okay?”
”As you say, love.”
Theodius rewarded him with one more kiss. As Giendei lied down and propped the pillows behind his head, Theodius yanked a wrapped condom from the bag and ripped the plastic wrapping open with his teeth, one knee on the edge of the bed. It was showy and completely unnecessary, but he did it anyway, watching Giendei splayed out in front of him like a work of art on display, long, firm legs spread apart just for him. Theodius never got tired of looking at him, never had since they’d met more than two decades ago.
”Hey, keep your hands away from there,” Theodius said, not unkindly, seeing how Giendei’s fingers twitched impatiently, one hand already idly resting against his stomach. Giendei bit his lip watching Theodius stroke himself slowly before pulling the condom on. To his surprise Theodius opened one of the drawers of the night-stand, rummaged around in it for a bit and said, ”close your eyes for a sec.”
Giendei blinked once. He couldn’t decipher anything from Theodius’s tone of voice, but did as he was told and let his eyes slip closed.
”Good boy.” This time he swore he heard the smile in Theodius’s voice. ”I’ll tell you when you can open them.”
Theodius glanced at Giendei one more time, making sure his eyes were indeed closed before pulling out a butt plug from the drawer, hidden away in a toy box stuffed behind spare cables, used notebooks, and other everyday possessions that no one remembered were there. He stuffed the box back in the drawer and poured lube on his palm, quickly coating his fingers with it. His fingers made a quick work of preparing himself, though he had to bite his tongue as he slid the plug in. It had been a long time since they’d last done it this way, with Giendei topping, no less, and anticipation nearly made his toes curl.
The mattress dipped as he crawled between Giendei’s legs. Theodius very purposely let his knee brush against his cock while bending over him and whispered against his lips, ”you can look now.”
Giendei’s eyes fluttered open as they kissed again. In the late afternoon light his eyes were a lovely shade of green, his lashes long and dark, and a faint blush had crept on his visage. Theodius kissed the corner of his mouth, then his chin, his neck, lavishing him with little shows of affection on his way down. Giendei’s breath hitched when Theodius’s tongue left a hot stripe down his stomach, right on the pale, curling hair that trailed down from his navel and between his legs. Theodius laid down on his belly and positioned himself between Giendei’s legs, grabbing the bottle of lube again.
”Hands,” he reminded Giendei again, who had very much looked like he wanted to reach for his own cock. ”Just relax. I’ve got everything in control down here.”
”Not fair,” Giendei muttered, which earned him a smirk. ”How am I supposed to relax when I’ve got the most handsome man in the world between my legs?”
Whatever other half-baked complaints he’d been formulating died as soon as Theodius slipped one slick finger in the cleft between his buttocks, slowly circulating against his opening before pushing in past the ring of muscle. Giendei’s fingers tightened around a handful of sheets. His breath caught in his throat when he felt Theodius kiss the underside of his cock.
”Relax,” Theodius repeated, slowly pushing the finger all the way in. He took Giendei’s cock in his other hand and guided it towards his mouth. He took the tip between his lips as he started moving the finger back and forth. Giendei felt his tongue lapping against the slit of his cock; it was a struggle not to grab a hold of his hair and pull. He was sure Theodius knew it, too, because he watched Giendei the whole time attentively.
Theodius smirked as he felt the clenching around his finger relent little by little as Giendei relaxed. Giendei’s head lolled back when he pushed in the second finger, a small, needy whimper escaping his throat. He rarely required a lot of work to prepare, but Theodius took his time anyway, wanting to luxuriate in every sound and movement he made. Theodius let the fingers slip almost all the way out before pushing them right back in all the way to his knuckles, slowly, just as slowly as the tongue licking up the shaft of Giendei’s cock. It didn’t properly fit in Theodius’s mouth, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t entertain his husband in other ways.
”Theodius, please,” Giendei breathed, instinctively spreading his legs further as Theodius slipped in a third digit.
”You’re not ready yet,” Theodius told him calmly. His hand pumped Giendei’s cock to the same pace as the fingers sliding in and out of him, which coaxed a long, low moan out of him.
”I want you so badly.”
”I know, love.” He changed the angle of his fingers just so as he slammed them back in, which made Giendei’s cock twitch. ”I’ll give you what you want in just a bit. Be patient.”
”You’re so good, tesoro,” Giendei muttered. ”So, so good.”
He was a begging mess when Theodius scissored his fingers, spreading him further, feeling how he twitched around him. He pushed all three in as deep as they would go and asked, ”do you want me to fuck you?”
”Yes, please,” came the immediate response. He saw Giendei’s Adam’s apple bob up and down as he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Theodius pressed a kiss on the inside of his thigh just to enjoy the noise he made. He finally pulled out his fingers and got back on his knees between Giendei’s legs. His own cock was still fully erect; feeling Giendei’s warmth squeezing around his fingers had kept him more than entertained the whole time, with promises of what was soon to come. He spread more lube on his cock as Giendei wrapped his legs around Theodius’s waist. When he positioned his cock against Giendei’s opening and slowly pushed in, they both groaned.
”God,” Giendei managed, an audible tremble to his voice. ”It’s been too long.”
Despite the preparation, the stretch of Theodius’s cock inside him could never be compared to just his fingers. Theodius held his waist firmly, waiting for him to adjust to the feeling. The way Giendei felt around him, the heat, the pressure… As much as he liked telling Giendei to be patient, he admitted the wait was maddening. He bent towards Giendei to kiss him, smiling in self-satisfaction as the shift in angle made Giendei shudder.
”May I?” he whispered against Giendei’s mouth.
”Please do, please.”
The noise he made when Theodius finally thrust into him was priceless. The way his face transformed was even more so. He knew how Giendei liked it when Theodius topped – hard, fast, feeling his cock moving in and out of him as much as possible – so he gave it to him. The sounds falling from his lips didn’t disappoint, and Theodius knew the neighbours could definitely hear them. The thought went straight to his cock.
Giendei’s hands rested on Theodius’s hips, guiding him, pulling him deeper with every thrust. The slap of skin against skin was loud even over the sound of Giendei’s voice, and what a voice he had. His mouth hung wide open, his eyes closed as his head lolled back, chest rising and falling rapidly.
”You’re so good, caro, so good,” he rambled breathlessly, the words sharper, needier than usual. ”God, you feel so good inside me, so full, so good, so—”
”Don’t touch yourself,” Theodius told him firmly as he made to reach for his own cock. ”I want you to fuck me after this, remember?”
”Yes, tesoro, yes, anything, anything you want—” He practically clawed at the sheets, gasping as Theodius lifted one of his legs on his shoulder and changed the angle. ”Please, I want you to come inside me—”
”Oh, don’t worry, I will.” Theodius’s voice, too, had taken a rougher edge to it. His hands dug into Giendei’s skin none too gently as he thrust into him harder, picking up his pace. Giendei let out another throaty, choked noise at it. Theodius was out of breath as he said, ”I’ve missed this, fucking you properly, feeling you around me like this.”
”Likewise,” Giendei breathed. His hands shook on Theodius’s waist. ”Please, honey—”
It was the ‘please’ that did it – the way Giendei said it always went straight to Theodius’s cock no matter how they were doing it. Theodius let Giendei’s leg fall down and bent down to kiss him full on the mouth instead, still pounding into him as best as he could. Giendei took it all so well, his cock, his tongue; it was rather sweet, really. Theodius had to bite into his lip, face twisting as he felt himself getting closer.
”That’s it, honey,” Giendei spoke in his ear. ”That’s it.”
”Fuck,” Theodius ground out. ”You— you feel amazing, you take it so well, I—” He didn’t resist as Giendei claimed his lips and kissed him, wet, sloppy, with needy little noises escaping between their lips with each movement. He tangled his fingers in Giendei’s hair for support. In this angle Theodius could really feel the plug inside him, and moreover, Giendei’s heat around him. ”Giendei, Giendei, I’m gonna—”
”Please do, I want to hear you.”
It was with Giendei’s name on his lips that he finally came, breathless, just gasping his name over and over when other words failed him. His legs shook all over as he collapsed on top of Giendei, slipping out of him, which drew a soft groan out of Giendei.
”Theodius, caro,” Giendei murmured softly. He kissed the top of Theodius’s head and held him tight against himself. With trembling arms Theodius eventually pushed himself up and rolled off him, chest rising and falling like he’d just sprinted a mile. He let Giendei gather him in his arms and laid his head against his chest, automatically burrowing towards his warmth.
”Fuck. You’re, you were so good.” He felt Giendei kiss his forehead once, two times. ”I love you.”
”I love you, too.” He could hear the smile in Giendei’s voice. ”Are you all right?”
”Just… just give me a minute.”
”Are you sure you still want me to—”
”I’m sure.” Theodius tilted back his head and kissed his neck, where some of the previous kisses had left faint, reddish marks. ”I don’t wanna stop here. I’ve waited for this for a while.”
”Me, too. Was it worth the wait?”
”One hundred percent.”
Giendei had both of his arms around him, just holding him while Theodius’s breathing eased. Lips sought out lips again, and they spent minutes just sharing slow, languid kisses, warm skin on warm skin. Theodius buried his fingers in Giendei’s hair again, just carding them through it slowly, then down his arm, his side, chest, just feeling every familiar bump and curve against his skin.
”I didn’t hurt you, did I?” Theodius asked, fingers tracing the curve of Giendei’s jawline softly.
Giendei laughed. ”Never. And if you had, I would have told you so.” He sighed as Theodius’s hand slid down his stomach and took a hold off his cock, giving it a couple of slow, firm strokes, starting to work him back up to full hardness again. ”To be honest,” Giendei breathed, eyes slipping closed as he focused on the hand working him again, ”if you’d kept going even a little longer, I would’ve come, too.”
Theodius grinned devilishly, self-satisfied. ”Without being touched?”
”I know, I was impressed, too.”
”Are you sure you’re not just saying that to stroke my ego?”
Giendei laughed again, a breathy, trembling sound that persistently tugged at something in Theodius’s heartstrings. ”It was the angle, I think. We need to do that again soon.”
”Gladly.”
”Now, thought…” Giendei pushed Theodius’s hand off and pushed him on his back, crawling over him. He was heavy, but there was bliss in taking that weight against him, and Theodius could clearly feel Giendei’s erection pressing against his stomach, still demanding attention. ”My turn, I think.”
When Giendei paused to kiss his neck, the kisses were unhurried, the pinch of his teeth light and gentle, but it sent another wave of desire towards Theodius’s groin regardless. Giendei’s lips sucked and worried a spot beneath his jugular so thoroughly that it was bound to leave a mark. Theodius hoped it would. He’d wear it like a badge of honour.
”Hang on,” Giendei murmured. He pushed himself up and threw his legs over the side of the bed, and for a little while Theodius had a glorious view of his broad back and the soft curves of his muscles as he moved. There was a scraping noise and he reached for something on the night-stand, which turned out to be a tissue. Gently, Giendei pulled the used condom off Theodius, tossed it in the trash, and wiped him off.
”How gentlemanly of you,” Theodius said, smirking. ”I’m giving this hotel a five-star review.”
”You certainly don’t get this from regular room service.” Giendei laid back down next to him and placed a hand on his knee, softly sliding it down his thigh and between his legs. He was gentle as his fingers brushed against Theodius’s cock. ”Is this okay? You’re not too sore?”
”Not any more. Go for it.”
Theodius wrapped an arm around Giendei’s waist while his fingers curled around his cock, fondling, squeezing, feeling how he little by little started getting hard again. Theodius tilted back his head as Giendei claimed his lips again, one kiss becoming two, three, many. Giendei’s tongue slipped between his lips and right into his mouth, quickly turning their kisses into something heavier, needier. There was still a light tang of salt in Theodius’s mouth, Giendei realised with a shudder, a realisation that went straight down his spine and between his legs.
Precome slicked his fingers, and it didn’t take too many minutes for Theodius to be fully hard again. They were both panting when Giendei dipped lower to kiss Theodius’s chest, hand letting go of his cock and slipping down, down, down to squeeze his ass. He paused suddenly, feeling something hard brush against his fingers.
”Oh, yeah. Surprise,” Theodius said. A small smile was tugging at his mouth.
”When did you—” Giendei stopped, realising. He shook his head and laughed. ”You couldn’t wait for me to get to it?”
”Are you saying you don’t like the surprise?”
Giendei kissed him again for good measure. There it was again, that teasing little glint in Theodius’s eyes that he liked so much. ”I’m just saying that my husband is impatient.”
”Only when it comes to you.”
”You’re ridiculous.”
”That’s why you married me, I seem to recall.”
Giendei laid down between Theodius’s legs, pressing small, wet kisses against the soft skin of his belly. Giendei’s fingertips teased the tip of the plug, pressing against it lightly, which drew a low groan from Theodius and made his cock twitch. Giendei wasn’t in any hurry to pull it out; instead he took Theodius’s cock in his mouth, running his tongue down the entire lenght of it, lapping over the drops of precome oozing from the tip. He very nearly smiled when he felt Theodius’s fingers reach for his hair.
For a little while he simply let Theodius fuck his mouth, feeling his hips moving to meet every movement Giendei made. Giendei finally pulled away with a wet popping sound, his lips slick and more swollen than before.
”Let’s get this out, shall we?” he said, grasping the tip of the plug and pulling slowly, gingerly. He watched how Theodius’s expression contorted as it slipped out, a light flush colouring his face. Giendei couldn’t help biting his lip when the plug was out, slicked with lube, and saw which one it was. ”You… you grabbed the really big one.”
”Mmm-h.” Theodius propped a leg on Giendei’s shoulder. Judging by his expression he was enjoying himself enormously. ”Wanted to be proper and ready for you, dearest.”
Giendei swallowed. How was it that even after so many years Theodius still managed to turn him on like this? He grabbed the lube and poured generously on his palm, making a quick work of slicking his fingers. There was little resistance as he pushed the first finger in, letting it slide all the way in before even daring to breathe.
”Who’s impatient now?” Theodius teased, despite his voice having taken on that breathless quality once more. He shuddered as Giendei drew the finger back out, then pushed it right back in, out, in, to and fro again. ”Oh, that’s good.”
”Wouldn’t want to keep you waiting for too long.”
Theodius’s head lolled back against the pillows, eyes closing as he focused on nothing but the stretch inside himself. Giendei had lovely hands, big and strong, with long, thick fingers, perfect precisely for this. Theodius’s breath shook when Giendei pulled out the finger only to replace it with two. It seemed to push all other thoughts out of Theodius’s mind, filling him to the brim, requiring his full attention. When the fingers were knuckle-deep in him, Giendei started moving them.
”Fuck,” Theodius gasped. His fingers grabbed a hold of the blanket, clawing at it as his whole body trembled. ”Fuck, that’s good.”
Giendei planted a kiss against his thigh. ”You’re so eager already, tesoro,” he said in hushed tones, scissoring his fingers very purposely. ”Look at you. You take them so well. I could fill you up with my hands alone and you’d still come from it, wouldn’t you?”
Theodius’s mouth hung open as he inhaled, searching for his words. He was already so full, so damn full. ”Don’t. You. Dare.”
”Oh, this isn’t enough for you?” Giendei dragged the fingers out slowly, then slammed them right back in with a wet noise. The way Theodius’s tight heat felt around his fingers was pure bliss, a promise of things to come, and he could tell from the look on Theodius’s face that he was anticipating it, too. ”I’m not sure I can fit more into you, caro.”
”You’ve done it before.” Theodius clenched around him, which made Giendei swallow again. ”Just do it.”
There was a teasing lilt to Giendei’s voice when he said, ”are you sure?”
”Please.”
”Mm, if you say so.”
Giendei left soothing kisses against Theodius’s cock while he teased his opening and carefully negotiated in a third finger. Giendei licked his length, briefly pausing to suck on the tip, slowly pressing all three fingers in until he could go no further. Then he started to move them, and Theodius stopped thinking entirely.
The plug had been nothing, nothing at all compared to how full he felt with Giendei up to his knuckles inside of him, stretching him even further, preparing him with the smooth, wet slide of his fingers. All the while his mouth worked on Theodius’s cock, licking, sucking, until he pulled away again to look at Theodius’s reddened face properly.
”So, you said earlier you wanted me to fuck you,” Giendei said, pausing his fingers after driving them in all the way.
”You’d better.”
His voice was all smiles when he asked, ”and how do you want me?”
”From behind.” A breathless pause. ”At your earliest convenience. Any day now would be fantastic.”
”Well, since you’re asking so nicely.” He finally pulled out his fingers and crawled back on top Theodius to lavish him with a kiss or two, stealing a good look at his face while at it. The way his cheeks had coloured was nothing short of endearing, Giendei decided privately.
Theodius rolled over on his stomach while Giendei wrapped a condom around his cock, poured some more lube on his palm and slicked his cock properly. The first time they’d tried this, it had taken a whole lot of googling and, on Giendei’s part, convincing Theodius that he really did want to try it. It was only several years later that Theodius had brought up the suggestion that they swap parts and have Giendei top just to test it. That, too, had taken some convincing; Giendei was bigger and taller than him, and he’d been nervous about accidentally hurting Theodius. He wasn’t worried about it any more, but pretending to be so made teasing Theodius more fun.
Giendei couldn’t help smiling as he ran a hand down Theodius’s waist and paused on his ass, giving it a one-handed squeeze. Years hadn’t changed Theodius much. He was still thin and bony as ever.
”Enjoying the view?” Theodius asked. How he managed to keep his voice light and teasing even in this position was something Giendei couldn’t figure out. He’d wrapped his arms around the two pillows below his head for support.
”Oh, always.” Giendei placed a hand on his hip and said, ”get on your knees, honey. It’ll make this a bit easier.”
The way Theodius’s back curved as he got on his knees and lifted his ass had Giendei hold his breath reflexively. God, he made a sight from this angle. All these years and Theodius still took his breath away. Giendei slipped a finger in the slicked crevasse between his buttocks, pushing inside his entrance once more before positioning himself properly behind him. They both inhaled sharply when Giendei guided his cock to his opening and started pushing in, tip slipping past the ring of muscle effortlessly.
Theodius clenched his teeth and ground out a shaky, ”oh, thank fuck, finally.”
Giendei held his waist firmly as he pushed all the way in. The choked noises leaving Theodius’s throat as Giendei sank into him nearly made him shudder. He was otherwise always so composed, so quiet; seeing and hearing him like this was a pleasure in and of itself. Giendei didn’t move, simply letting him adjust to the feeling, fingertips rubbing his skin soothingly.
”You feel so good, caro,” Giendei breathed. He ran his hand all the way up Theodius’s spine and to the nape of his neck, pushing his fingers in the short, brown curls momentarily. It was just a caress, his fist never tightening in his hair to pull, even though he so easily could have, and sometimes, on Theodius’s request, had done just so. This time no such request had been made. His touch remained gentle and light as ever, and that’s what made Theodius tremble all over when his fingers tickled the short hairs at the nape of his neck. That he could have, yet chose not to. ”Are you all right? Do you need more time?”
Theodius didn’t know how he managed to find his voice. It was sand-paper rough when he replied, ”to hell with waiting. Just fuck me already.”
He had to bite his lip as Giendei thrust into him for the first time. As much as Theodius loved the feeling of his fingers inside of him, it just didn’t compare to the real thing. No amount of preparation came even close to how it actually felt like to take his entire girth all the way in, to feel him moving inside, filling him up until Theodius forgot everything that wasn’t his body. And he wanted, oh, how he wanted that oblivion.
Giendei fucked him with slow, steady thrusts, hands on Theodius’s hips to hold him against himself, guiding him to get the pace just the way Theodius liked it. He heard Theodius exhale shakily with every push, voice reaching a new pitch when he found a good angle.
”You’re clenching around me so hard, tesoro, I can barely move,” Giendei said breathlessly, squeezing his hips so hard that it might bruise. ”You’re taking it so well, all of it.”
”I thought about this all day,” Theodius managed. He pushed his legs further apart, almost jolting off balance when Giendei thrust into him just then. ”About your cock, in me, fucking me just like this—”
”I can tell.” He pulled back, almost slipping out of him, and rammed right back in with a slick, wet sound. ”Anything else I can get you?”
”Harder,” came the answer. ”Please, just harder—”
”I thought you’d never ask.” Giendei let go of his waist and bent down, pausing to kiss the sweat on Theodius’s neck, teeth worrying the raised spot on his skin a little more. The shift in angle drove him even deeper, and Theodius let out a shuddering moan at it. Giendei pulled him up on all fours, fully enjoying feeling Theodius’s skin against his own. Then he started to move his hips, which quickly dissolved Theodius into a pleading mess.
”God, I’m, I’m so full, so fucking full,” Theodius breathed, feeling Giendei’s warm breath against his neck as he continued pounding into him. The hot stretch of Giendei’s cock moving in and out of him was all he could think of, all he wanted to think of, and his fingers clenched at the sheets instinctively. ”Don’t stop, don’t stop, please don’t stop—”
”I won’t stop,” Giendei promised. ”Oh, you’re taking it so well, caro, so well.”
There was something overwhelmingly intimate about having Giendei – every inch of him – inside him that got Theodius weak at the knees, even if they didn’t do this often. It made him feel completely at his mercy, to be done with as Giendei wished should he want that power, and drove away everything else around them.
That didn’t stop his legs from shaking underneath him from the extertion. Giendei noticed it, too, and kissed his ear once, whispering, ”how about you lie down on your back instead? I want to see your face.”
”Okay,” was all Theodius managed in answer. He sighed audibly when Giendei pulled out.
He wrapped his legs around Giendei’s waist as he positioned himself between them and slowly, almost torturously so, pushed back in. Theodius pulled him down to another series of sloppy, needy kisses, muffling the noises he made against Giendei’s mouth. He had his arms wound tight around Giendei as he started to move. The change of angle really made a difference – even the smallest movement felt magnified with Giendei’s weight on him.
”I love you,” Giendei whispered, warm breath ghosting against Theodius’s lips. ”I love you so, so much. You’re so good to me, tesoro, always so good—”
”I love you, too.” Theodius practically choked out the words. He reached a hand between their bodies and took his own cock in his hand, stroking it to the beat of Giendei’s thrusts.
How lovely he was like this, Theodius thought, face flushed, mouth open, expression contorted with want. He could tell Giendei was getting close now, could tell it from all the minuscule ways his face shifted as Theodius clenched around him again.
”I want to hear you when you come,” Theodius said, watching how Giendei’s eyes slipped shut. He let his free hand slide down Giendei’s back, landing on his ass. ”I want to hear you, love.”
”I’m so close now.”
Theodius kissed him on the mouth and said in soothing tones, ”I know, it’s okay. Let me hear you.”
”Theodius, caro, I—”
”You’re doing so well.” His own expression shifted, feeling the heat building up again in his belly. ”Come for me, love, I wanna hear you.”
Giendei was never very quiet when he came, not unless they really needed to keep it down, and he wasn’t this time, either. His entire frame shuddered from head to toe, a litany of nonsense that might have been curses or endearments in his native Italian falling from his lips until Theodius kissed him and silenced him. His own hand was still working furiously, and it didn’t take too many additional thrusts from Giendei to tip him over the edge again. Giendei slumped on top of him, Theodius’s arms catching him into an embrace, and for a while the only sound was that of their laboured breathing.
Giendei’s nose nuzzled Theodius’s cheek as he reached to kiss it, if it could be called a kiss. It was mostly slobber and heavy breathing. ”Ti amo, tesoro mio,” he whispered in Theodius’s ear and gave it a peck, too, for good measure. ”God, I’d missed this so much.”
”Likewise,” Theodius managed somewhat feebly and tried to give his shoulders a shove. ”Giendei. You’re heavy.”
”What? Oh, sorry.”
Giendei stole a quick kiss before pushing himself up, arms and legs alike feeling like rubber.
A quick clean up and some disentangled limbs later he flopped down next to Theodius, still winded. Theodius lifted the blanket he’d wrapped around himself and beckoned, and Giendei wasted no time accepting the offer. Theodius’s arms around him felt like a homecoming.
Theodius buried his face in Giendei’s hair and let his eyes close, just luxuriating in his scent and warmth. He chuckled when he felt Giendei kiss his shoulder.
”You were amazing,” Theodius murmured, cradling Giendei’s head against himself. Tangles caught around his fingers when he combed them through Giendei’s messy locks.
When Giendei tipped back his head and they kissed again, it was entirely unhurried. Warm lips slowly sliding against one another’s, tender, exploring, until they had to pull away to breathe. There was something fierce in Theodius’s gaze when his eyes met Giendei’s, and Giendei pulled him more firmly against himself.
”I think we should arrange more time for ourselves from now on,” Giendei said. ”Regularly. Not just when Hilla’s on vacation.”
”Agreed.” Theodius stroked his cheek softly. ”I’d missed this. You. Just being together like this.”
”Maybe we should look into buying a house. More rooms, more privacy.”
”Well, we’ll see how Hilla’s school admissions went in a few weeks.”
Giendei’s face fell when the words sunk in. ”Good lord, our baby’s all grown up. What if she’s accepted to Tampere? Or somewhere even further away? Will she only be home for holidays?”
”Look on the bright side. We’d have the flat to ourselves.”
Giendei heaved a deep sigh. ”It’s too soon. I didn’t move out until I was 25.”
”We don’t need to think about that right now. This weekend’s ours, remember?” Theodius snuggled closer to him, draping an arm around his waist. ”Let’s take a nap.”
”What are we doing about dinner?”
”I don’t feel like cooking today.”
”Pizza?” Giendei suggested, smiling.
”Pizza.” Theodius yawned. ”And beer.”
”Like we’re students again.”
”Living the good life once more, more like.”
Theodius closed his eyes. It didn’t take long for them both to doze off, and the sun was much lower in the sky when they came to again.