Jim smelled the faint scent of vanilla candles before he even had the door
unlocked. He stepped inside, his mouth opened to call out for Blair, but the
words died on his lips as he took in the cheerful fire crackling in the
fireplace. Only one small light was on in the living room. He stepped all
theway inside, looking up to where a flickering light indicated candles in
the sleeping area upstairs.
Figuring his partner was up to something, Jim decided it would be a good
idea to lock the loft down for the night before making his way upstairs.
After ensuring the loft was secure and the fire was banked, Jim slowly made
his way up the stairs and into the bedroom. The sight that awaited him
froze him on the spot. Blair lay on their bed, reclined against several
pillows, reading a large book by the flickering light of three candles. The
candlelight danced enticingly over his body, naked but for the glasses
perched atop his nose.
"About time you got home," Blair remarked, his eyes never leaving the book
in his lap. "Trouble at the station?"
"No," Jim croaked and cleared his throat. "Simon took me out for a burger."
"That's good," Blair said looking up from the book and shooting Jim a
lascivious smile. "You'll need the energy." He closed the book and laid it and his
glasses on the nightstand. He got up and, walking around the bed, came to a
stop in front of Jim. Blair reached up and linked both hands behind Jim's
neck, then drew his head down and into a kiss that left them both
breathless.
Breaking for air, Blair turned his head and whispered, "I think one of us
has too many clothes on," into Jim's ear, before releasing his stunned lover
and returning to his side of the bed. He bent over and, carefully picking
up the candles, walked across the room to the dresser. He set them down and
turned to his lover.
"Jim, if you'd ever like to wear those clothes again, I'd suggest you take
them off," he said with a smirk. "I can't promise they'll survive if I have
to come over there and do it for you."
The sound of his lover's voice woke Jim from his stupor, and he hurriedly
removed the clothes from his body, slinging them in a heap in the direction
of the closet. Blair laughed at Jim's sudden fervor, and walked over to
inspect the newly exposed flesh.
Blair slowly circled his lover, prowling like a cat and allowed one hand to
skim Jim's body. His fingers lightly touching the sweaty flesh. Jim
trembled as the fingers found every sensual spot on his body and the light
touches inflamed his aroused senses. Blair smiled and made one final round,
before coming to a
stop behind him.
He stepped in closer, naked flesh against naked flesh, and reached up to
whisper in his sentinel's ear.
"I know you like this, lover," he whispered, delighting in the moan it drew
out of Jim's body. "I've only just begun, you know, it will get so much
better then this before I've finished with you."
He finished with a lick to his lover's ear and a chuckle at the resulting
tremor that shook Jim's body. Blair backed away and took a long look at the
work of art before him, not sure where to start with such a feast. His eyes
traveled hungrily up and down Jim's body.
"I could just eat you, big guy. I think I will." Blair warned. Moving in,
he licked a bead of sweat from his lover's neck. "Mmmmmmm, that's good, I
think I'll try a little more."
Slowly, Blair's tongue traveled up and down Jim's body, licking and tasting
his lover's flesh as he went. He again reached Jim's neck and leaned in,
his lips against an ear.
"Lets take this to the bed, lover. There are so many things I am going to
do to your body, and I can't trust myself to catch you." Blair murmured in
a throaty purr.
Blair stepped up behind the taller man and used his body to steer them
toward the bed. Their legs met the edge and, with a thrust of his hips,
Blair pushed Jim onto the bed. The pliant man showed no resistance and
collapsed on the mattress face down. Blair followed him down and pounced,
laying his body atop Jim's and thrusting his cock between the other man's legs. Jim
moaned at the contact and thrust himself back, trying to impale himself on
his lover's cock. Blair got to his knees and, using both hands, pushed Jim
back to the bed.
"Uh, uh, uh, not right now, big guy, I'm not finished with you yet." Jim
growled and tried to get to his knees. Blair again pushed him to the bed
and delivered a sharp smack to his butt. "Stop that, or I'll make you wait
even longer."
Jim groaned, but didn't rise again, unwilling to chance Blair's following
through on his threat. He shifted on the bed, trying to relieve the aching
in his hardened cock. Blair used his knees to spread Jim legs and lay
atop him again.
"None of that either. THAT is mine. I say when you come." Blair scolded.
"This is mine." Blair bit Jim on the shoulder. "And this is mine." He said
with a bite to the nape of the neck. "And most of all, this is mine," was a
whisper as he moved down Jim's body and bit him on the left buttock.
Blair's cock throbbed as Jim moaned at each bite. Smiling, Blair laid a few
soothing licks on Jim's butt and then moved on toward his prize. Blair put
his hands on
Jim's hips and swiped his tongue over the cleft of his lover's body. Blair
grinned as Jim's hips tried to leave the bed.
"Oh, I know you like that, lover. But, you know what?" Blair purred and
delivered another lick to the cleft, "So do I." Blair bathed the clenching
hole with his tongue. "That's one of the things I like best about having a
sentinel for a lover. You're always so clean, I can taste you whenever I
want to." Blair liked the cleft again. "And I taste you, only you." Blair
leaned down and put his nose against Jim's perineum, and inhaled.
"Mmmmm, and when I smell you, it's only YOU I smell." Blair sniffed again.
"Do you know how hard that makes me? How much I love having only you all to
myself?" He nuzzled his lover's balls. "It just makes me want to taste you,
all over. But this, this is best." Blair put his tongue against the
entrance to Jim's body and pushed in. Only the hands on Jim's hips kept the
bigger man from rearing up and off the bed. Blair tightened
his hold and dove in again. Jim moaned and a shudder racked his body.
Blair leaned back slightly. "I love how I can make you shiver, make your
body tremble in want for me. I love that I can make you lose control...
that I am the only one who can do this, that you trust me enough to let me." Blair moved
his tongue in and out of Jim's body, slowly loosening his lover in preparation of
things to come. With a final stroke, Blair sat up and reached into the nightstand.
Jim groaned at the loss and tried to follow his lover's tongue. Blair patted
his back.
"I'm not going anywhere, big guy." Blair retrieved the lube and condoms
from the drawer and placed them on the bed.
He rubbed Jim's back. "I'm just getting started." He reached over and
grabbed the lube spreading a good amount on his fingers. "Here we go,
lover," Blair warned as his placed his fingers in Jim's already loose body.
"I guess you're ready for me, aren't you, big guy?"
Blair reached for the condom and was stopped by Jim's grip on his wrist.
"Jim?"
The trembling man shook his head.
"I want you in me, only you."
Blair gasped, "Are you sure? We've never..."
"Yes, I want to feel you." Jim groaned. "Please."
"Okay, Jim, we can do that." Blair dropped the condom and Jim released his
hand.
Blair took the lube and, with a shaking hand, put a liberal amount on his
throbbing cock. He put one hand on Jim's back and the other on his own cock
as he guided himself to his lover's body.
"Here I come, lover," he warned and then slowly pressed himself into his
lover's body. Jim groaned at the contact and Blair gently pushed until he
was flush against the bigger man's body. Blair lay against his lover, giving the
other man time to adjust before moving.
Jim shuddered at the contact, his entire body tightened and drew Blair's
cock deeper within.
"Oh, God," Blair moaned, then started to move in and out of his lover's
body. Blair pulled out all but the tip of his cock and then plunged in
again as Jim reared back to meet his thrusts. The walls of Jim's channel
contracted with his approaching orgasm and embraced Blair's cock with every
thrust. Together, they came, each shouting the other's name with
completion. Blair collapsed against Jim, both men breathless in the
aftermath of their loving. They rested and tried to regain their breath.
After a while, Blair shifted and began to pull out.
"No, please," Jim spoke, "stay. Just... just stay in me for a while." He
asked and shifted them to their sides.
"I can do that." Blair replied as he wrapped his arms around his
boneless lover and placed several kisses between the strong shoulders. Jim
sighed as Blair settled.
"Happy Valentine's Day, Jim."
"Shit, Sandburg, this was better than a box of chocolates." Jim's wry tone
caused both men to break into laughter.
They laughed until both were breathless, then settled again.
Jim sighed. "Thank you," he whispered as he rubbed the arms that embraced
him. He could feel Blair's smile against his back.
"My pleasure. I love you, Jim." Blair vowed, then shifted and got
comfortable.
"I love you too, Chief," he said and smiled as his lover drifted to
sleep.
"I love you," he repeated and followed his lover.
