Mine, All Mine

Hayden’s eyes flicked open, his hand coming up to rub at his face tiredly as he rolled over to his side– and he was glad he did.

In the corner of the room was his husband, Danny, his slender frame only covered by his silken emerald night robe, now half pooling on his forearms as it slipped past one pale shoulder as he worked.

Hayden’s eyes followed his movements, treated to the sight of Danny’s long leg bent and propped up on a chair, his fingers slowly pulling up a sheer grey coloured sock past his calf. It seemed he had already managed to adorn the sock on his other leg, and it sat high up just above his knee.

Hayden grunted, the lingering sliver of sleep quickly evaporating when that sock was guided all the way up and up…

Danny’s grey eyes flitted to him then, a quirk of a surprised smile twisting his lips.

“Oh, darling, did I wake you?”

Hayden nodded slowly, a grin taking his lips as Danny dropped his leg from the chair and turned towards him, robe like pooling liquid green dripping down alabaster skin, exposing the delicate curve of his neck… his pale chest uncovered all the way down to the simple black lace underwear he had slipped on… and those damn socks.

“I’m sorry, I was trying to let you sleep, you didn’t get much of it last night.”

Hayden nodded at that, resting his head on his hand as he feasted his eyes on his husband.

“Mhm, neither did you, if I recall.”

“And whose fault was that?”

Danny said with an exasperated sigh, his hands moving to his waist in some kind of sultry display of disapproval.

“Mine, all mine.”

Hayden murmured, the words not so much an answer to Danny’s question… but a declaration of something else.

Danny blushed, a scowl twisting his features. He went to turn and reach for his clothes, but Hayden was quick, leaning forward off the bed so that he could tug down both socks, slipping them back down past his knees so that they now pooled at his ankles.

Danny swished around, mouth dropping as he looked to his legs then back up to Hayden, who was scooting back against the bed again.

“Hayden! Stop fooling around, look what you’ve done.”

He huffed, stalking back to the chair and hiking his leg up to set back to his task. Hayden’s eyes hooded over as he watched the display again, cock growing uncomfortably stiff as he followed ankara travesti the line of Danny’s ankle and all the way up to his thigh… the robe hung down over the rest of him and Hayden groaned.

“Slower.”

He commanded, wringing an exasperated look from his husband, whose features shifted from abject irritation to heated awareness when he saw the expression on Hayden’s face.

Danny blinked, long eyelashes fluttering as he slowed his movements, glancing up under heavy eyelids to watch his husband watch him.

He glided the sock higher, stretching it over his calves, his knee, all the way to his thigh… only to stop, slender fingers dragging past where the sock ended and glide further up, until they snaked beneath where his robe covered.

Hayden sat up, trying to follow the disappearing hand and failing.

“Show me.”

Hayden grunted, his hand absently dropping to his filling cock, made easier by the fact that he was still naked from last night.

“I’m going to be late, Hayden.”

Danny murmured, but the words were like a purr, his eyes shining like twin moons as he dropped his leg from the chair and stepped towards him.

Hayden sat up, his body like a man possessed as he swung his legs out from under the sheet and beckoned him forward like the sailor to the singing siren.

Danny’s smile was demure, a hidden pleasure twisted beneath the aloof façade. He moved forward, slowly, ever so slowly, emerald robe dragging across the floor before he finally let it drop to his feet, until all he was wearing was his underwear and those maddening socks. One still at his ankle and the other sitting above his knee.

“My other sock…”

Danny murmured, lifting his foot and placing it on Hayden’s knee.

“Can you help me?”

He asked, the softness of his question making Hayden groan, grasping Danny’s calf as he rubbed his cheek over his lover’s pale thigh, the scruff of his beard grazing over the soft flesh in a way that made Danny suck in a breath.

Hayden pressed kisses to that thigh, worshipping it with his teeth as he nipped at the tender skin, making Danny shudder, his long fingers winding into Hayden’s dark hair and tugging.

“My s-sock…”

He gasped, head dropping back in a lengthy moan as Hayden’s lips found the straining material of his underwear, nuzzling Danny’s ankara travestileri hardened cock behind the fabric.

Hayden took the sock bunched at Danny’s ankle and started to tug it up, his form not at all as elegant as his husband’s as he pulled it up and over his knee, fingers forgetting the task after that to focus on something a little more pressing…

“Hayden!”

Danny gasped, hips involuntarily jolting forward when Hayden’s teeth tugged down his underwear so that his mouth could envelop Danny’s leaking cock, swallowing his husband’s erection like he was hungry for it, starved for it.

While he bobbed his head up and down, sucking and groaning in his haste, his fingers found what they had been looking for, sliding into the band of Danny’s underwear so that they could prod at his tight little hole.

He was still wet from last night, and that little realisation had Hayden almost coming right then and there. Was he planning to go to work like that? With Hayden’s seed still marked deep inside of him… would he have felt it drip down his thighs eventually, remembering what they had done the night before?

Hayden was so damn hard it hurt.

He worked him open, one finger then two, wringing garbled cries of appreciation from his husband. When he finally pulled his mouth off, Danny was a wheezing panting mess, his cock straining and flushed a pretty pink to match the colour of his own cheeks.

Hayden tugged him forward, and he went, falling exhausted onto Hayden’s lap and groaning at the fingers still pumping inside of him.

“Your ass will be the death of me.”

Hayden growled, his free hand slapping Danny’s left cheek possessively before he gripped it, kneading the flesh and pulling him closer.

They were kissing then, mauling each other as Danny undulated on top of him, rubbing his leaking cock against Hayden’s rigid belly before he finally lifted himself, raising his hips just enough for Hayden to guide his cock to his entrance before he motioned for Danny to sit back down.

He did, moaning into Hayden’s mouth as he let himself drop onto his cock, his legs shaking as he sunk over the thick shaft.

Hayden didn’t give him much time to relax, leaning them both back a little so that he could wrap his arms around Danny’s delicate waist and use it to anchor himself, so that he could travesti ankara pound into him, hips thrusting up at the angle as he held Danny in place and gave him everything that he had.

Danny was helpless in his pleasure, taking it all and wanting more, high pitched little cries falling from his mouth as he was fucked within an inch of his life.

He spilled before Hayden did, screaming out his release as Hayden took him over the edge and fucked him through it, before he himself roared out his own end.

He gripped Danny almost painfully tight as he shuddered into him, hips jolting up as he filled him, spurting inside of his tight heat, shoving himself deep before they both fell back to the bed, still connected by his cock.

It took them a while to recover, both panting and sweaty in each other’s arms, breathing in the same air. Hayden’s hands were still on him, sliding down from his waist until he was at his ass, greedily taking both cheeks in his grip and squeezing.

“You shouldn’t be allowed to have an ass like this, it’s cheating.”

Hayden grunted, lifting his hand only to bring it back down with a loud smack. He felt Danny tense at it, felt him tighten around his cock and Hayden swore.

“Mm, maybe you’ll have to punish me, then.”

Danny murmured in his ear, before his teeth grazed Hayden’s earlobe and he nibbled on it.

“I think you need to call in sick.”

Hayden said, smacking his ass again with his large palm, feeling it jiggle, feeling Danny tighten around him again in a way that made him see stars.

“You’re right, I feel as if I may just have to spend the whole day in bed, with my husband bringing me soup.”

Hayden grunted in agreement, pressing kisses over Danny’s nose and cheeks as he giggled at the onslaught.

“Oh, yes, you’ll be needing soup when I’m done with you, and lots of it.”

Danny’s needy little moan was all it took for Hayden to flip them, pushing Danny’s back to the bed so that he could slot between his pale thighs and push into him again, Danny’s legs wrapping around his waist to urge him on as they groaned together. When Danny spoke, his words were shaky, breathless, and Hayden grinned at his challenge.

“Well, then, you better help me work up an appetite, husband.”

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