Partner

Really short, but it's hot and such. Only reason this got done
tonight?

Know what it's like to have two guys doing this in your head for
eight hours when you are trying SO hard to concentrate on work that
needs concentrating on?

Amusing, terribly, enjoyable agony.

*cough*

Read, Review and enjoy.

Paw mewled under him, bucking his hips as he arched upwards, hands
clenching into the blankets beneath him. One hand on the toy, pushing
it in and out in time to Paw’s hip thrust, or Paw’s hips
thrust in time to his hand… the other hand held the Sidhe down
gently, but firmly against the blankets of the mattress. The toy
wasn’t even on yet.

Mik had decided, as he had retrieved the toy, to test the stamina
of a Sidhe. Paw was so sensitive that before long he had orgasmed,
and soon after that.

A flick of his finger and the toy turned on. Paw arched up under
him, crying out as a spasm rocked the Sidhe’s body.

Testing a Sidhe’s stamina was testing Mik’s patience.
The mewling and writhing amongst the blankets, the light touches of
fingertips grazing over his bare chest. All of it was driving him
mad.

“Please.” The word had been half forming for the past
half hour. Paw’s half lidded eyes moved to Mik, focused on his
eyes for only a moment before drifting to his lips, “Please.”

Mik kissed Paw’s cheek gently, “please what? Paw, I
don’t know what you want?”

Paw sat up slightly in the bed, letting out a whine as the toy hit
different spots. His lips met Mik’s briefly for a moment as his
legs spread just a little wider, “please. Mik… Paw …
wants Mik.”

“Yes?”

“Yes.”

Mik withdrew the toy, setting it to the side as he kissed Paw’s
neck. One hand still held Paw down as the other one fought with the
button on his pants, trying to pull it open yet seemingly having
trouble with it. Once the button popped open the zipper seemed
impossibly stuck.

Suddenly Paw’s hands were on the zipper yanking it open.
Long fingered hands gently pushed Mik’s pants down. Mik kicked
them to the side.

“Neh,” Paw arched up under him.

Mik pressed his weight downward, onto the lithe body beneath him
and kissed Paw’s lips as he thrust in, hard. The Sidhe arched,
cried out and thrust down onto Mik. Nails dug into his shoulders as
he thrust once again. Paw moved in time with the thrusts, moaning
each time Mik thrust into him, whining each time Mik withdrew.

Lips, tongue and teeth grazed over any skin they could find. Mik’s
fingers clenched into the blankets under Paw as Paw’s nails
dragged down Mik’s back.

Each time Mik thrust, Paw shuddered and tightened around him.

“Mikkk.”

“Shhh,” Mik slowed to a rocking pace, “easy.”

The last sound that came from Paw’s mouth turned to a high
pitched whine as Mik thrust slowly and carefully into Paw. The sudden
tightness sent a shudder of euphoria through Mik before he came with
a moan. What followed were slow caresses and gentle kisses. Sighing
contentment as they lay down and curled up in one another’s
arms.

Mik’s last thought was, oh crap, that was two hours and
every half hour the cameras turn back on.

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