otherways

[i_vanquish_evil]

Michael smooths his hands over the contours of Stephen's naked form, sliding down, pressing kisses along the way. He moves slowly so he doesn't wake the sleeping librarian. Nibbling lightly at Stephen's neck, down his collarbone, over his chest, licking lightly at his nipples before moving over well-toned abdominals and shifting to taste exquisite hipbones, Michael makes his way to Stephen's cock and gently, very gently, slips it into his mouth. He loves the taste of Stephen's body, loves touching him, feeling him, making him happy - hence the very soft wake-up blowjob.

Using his tongue, and only his tongue, he works Stephen to hardness, then sucks lightly, but firmly, searching for the desired result. His hands travel up and down Stephen's body - feather-light touches - and he continues until Stephen releases a light moan, spilling into his throat. He spends time licking Stephen clean - enjoying the quiet sounds and softly rolling hips of his lover as he does so.

He moves again, nibbling and kissing his way back up to Stephen's throat, a purr-sounding growl rumbling in his chest until a tired Stephen voice asks him, "What do you want, love?"

He twitches an eyebrow and looks at him. "Just you." He leans down to taste the other side of Stephen's throat.

Stephen half-heartedly - well, maybe a little more than half- - pushes him away. "Later. Tired. Nice wake-up though. Try again in several hours."

Michael pouts, which is an ineffective manner of argument when the other party is half-asleep. Tempting fate a bit (remember the book from yesterday?), he settles himself between Stephen's legs and rocks his hips.

A grunt and a moan. "Not now. And if that doesn't work, try 'If you don't leave me alone I'm going to break something you might need later'. Michael, I love you, but I'm tired and I am going to hurt you." - or, he thinks that's pretty much what Stephen said.

Resigned to a morning, at least, of celibacy (earlier blowjob notwithstanding), Michael rolls out of bed and into clothing that isn't overly-wrinkled, then makes his way down into the bar.