..oOOo.. 12:34am Sunday Not bothering to stifle his yawn, Byers stumbled out of his shared bedroom to search for his absent lover. The soft glow of Langly's computer screen gave away his location easily. He sat staring at the screen, absently browsing and clicking through web pages about Asian religions. Byers slipped in behind the younger man, the soft cloth of his light blue flannel pajamas brushing gently against Langly's cheek. The older man wrapped his arms around Langly's neck and down to rest his hands on the firm chest encased in a thin cotton t-shirt. "Coming to bed soon?" Byers mumbled sleepily as he held the other man in his arms, tilting his head to kiss the pale throat. Langly leaned back into the warm embrace, absently rubbing his cheek against the other man's. "Yeah...I was just trying to figure out what that old woman said to me today..." "At the bookstore?" "Yeah," Langly nodded, shutting the browsers and turning the computer off. Byers took a step back as his partner stood, then put his arms back around him. Langly smiled, tightening his arms around the barely-awake older man. "I thought you went to sleep already." Byers shrugged against him, looking up at him with a half-smile. "Kinda. I just..." he shrugged again, leaning in to give Langly a little kiss. "I don't like to sleep without you." Langly smiled at him, quirking one eyebrow in wonder. "Are you just being sweet to get me into bed, baby?" The older man chuckled, tugging at his lover. "It's working, isn't it?" he grinned and led Langly to their bedroom. Byers stopped just inside the door to let Langly pass him before he turned back to close the door behind them quietly. He started toward the bed, rubbing his hand over his eyes distractedly and before he knew it, he was enveloped in Langly's arms again. He gave a soft laugh and hugged him back. Langly pulled his head back to kiss him deeply for a long moment, leaving them both breathless and gasping for oxygen. "God, Ree-- you don't waste any time, do you?" the older man teased with a knowing grin. "Not when I see you like this, hon," the younger man answered, taking a step back to look his lover's body over with obvious want. "Damn, you look so *cute*!!" "Cute??" Byers laughed incredulously, holding his arms out at his sides to look down at himself. "Why?" Langly closed the gap between them again, cupping his lover's face in his hands. "Lots of reasons," he said softly, leaning in to kiss Byers' forehead chastely. "You're hair's all messed up," he reached up to stroke the short, soft strands with his fingers. He continued to survey his lover's body, cataloguing as he went. "Cheeks are all red," he said, kissing the left one. Kissing down Byers' throat, he slowly dropped to his knees in front of the other man and moaned softly. "So warm in these pajamas," he growled. His hands resting on Byers' hips, he leaned forward to nip playfully at the older man's stomach through the flannel. "Oohwaaahh!" Byers moaned then gasped as he felt Langly start to rub his face over his soft groin, gently nudging the awakening erection with his nose before continuing down to kiss Byers' inner thigh, his hands moving down with him and sliding around to hold the backs of his thighs, squeezing gently as they came to rest in the upward curve of his rump. Byers brought a shaking hand up to rest on Langly's head, stroking his fingers through the wispy hair in encouragement. His head thrown back, eyes closed and lips parted, Langly stood to observe his effect on the older man and groaned softly at the pure ecstasy on Byers' face. The younger man slipped his arm around Byers' waist to hold him up, pulling him close for another, more deeply aroused kiss. As he pulled away, he smiled as he saw the older man watching him with half-closed eyes, his pupils making them appear almost black if not for the faint hint of blue around the edges. "And your eyes...so gorgeous..." he mumbled, his head shaking just slightly in awe. Byers sighed and smiled at him, rolling his eyes as he broke from the younger man's seductive spell. "Now who's trying to get *who* into bed?" he laughed softly. With a deep, vibrating growl, Langly pressed his body to the other man's again, his left leg pushing between the other man's legs and rubbing his thigh against the hardening groin. He brought his left hand up to hold Byers' throat still, his thumb stroking against the soft fur lining his jaw as he tilted his head to nip gently on the sensitive skin just below the older man's left ear. He felt Byers' breath quickening, his chest expanding against him with the rapid gasps. "God, John...love when you get like this," he mumbled between sucking kisses against the pale throat. He slid his other hand back down to Byers' ass, his fingers fanning out and pulling the older man against him, pressing their groins together. "Ohh..." Byers breathed against his ear, not even a whisper. With an audible swallow, he grunted and thrusted his hips against Langly's, making the younger man gasp and suck harder on his neck. "Bed--now." "Yeah," Langly agreed breathlessly, and they somehow found their way to the bed, landing in a tangled heap with Langly on top. He slipped his glasses off and reached over to set them on the bedside table before turning back to his love. Byers scooted his body toward the center of the bed and Langly followed his every move, not breaking contact for even a second. The older man pulled himself up onto his hands, his arms stretched out behind him for support so he could lean up to kiss the man kneeling over his body. Langly continued his exploration of Byers' throat with his mouth, leaving dark red marks here and there, symbols of his conquest. His hands drifted on their own, skimming over the flannel-covered chest until the cloth became too much of a barrier. Without pulling his lips from Byers' throat, he tugged at the buttons until they gave and he pushed the shirt out of his way. "Thought you said these made me look cute," Byers panted through clenched teeth, sitting up more to tug the top off his arms and out of the way, tossing it onto the floor. "You look even better out of them," Langly countered, dipping his head down to take advantage of the bare chest under him. As he kissed his way down, Byers laid back and closed his eyes, his body tingling with heat at every place the soft lips came into contact with his skin. Unclenching his hands from the bedding under him, the older man grabbed the bottom edge of Langly's t-shirt and tugged it off the younger man. Byers let his hands roam freely across the expanse of naked flesh over him, feeling the muscles tightening and relaxing beneath the surface as Langly continued his loving exploration. Byers felt the heat from Langly's breath increase as the younger man gnawed playfully at his nipples, the sensitized skin sending shocks through his body. With a deft move, he snaked his hand down the curled spine, feeling the bony ridges of vertebrae under his fingertips and slid over the curved ass to reach between the straddled thighs. "OH Jesus--" Langly bucked violently over him as he felt the firm grip of Byers' hand on his tightened groin from behind. Caught off-guard, he felt the sudden weightlessness of being flipped onto his back and as his mind cleared, found himself staring into the grinning face of his lover. "Now who's cute, babe?" the grinning older man swooped down to grab a breath-stealing kiss, dropping his weight from his arms and legs to rub full-length on Langly. "Yo-aahhh!!" Langly's protest was quickly lost in the deep, grating cry as Byers wasted no time taking advantage of his new control and nudging his face in the now painfully tight bulge in the jeans. Nipping through the fabric, he could feel the searing heat against his lips and grinned with anticipation. Wrapping his fingers around Langly's hips to hold him in place, the older man leaned down, taking the tiny piece of metal into his teeth and very slowly, carefully pulling the zipper down. "Oh, god John...what the hell are you doing to me?" Langly gasped as he watched the other man's movements with interest while doing his best to suppress the instinct to thrust up. "Trying to prove that I'm not as cute as you think I am," Byers raised his head and gave him a sweet, anything-but-innocent smile. He unfastened the button on the jeans and slipped his fingers under both waistbands, tugging down. "You'll have to try harder, Johnny. You're still cute." Langly lifted his hips helpfully and let Byers pull the jeans and boxers off of him, leaving him completely naked and spread eagle on the bed. Byers stood up to admire his handiwork. Langly, naked and sprawled, his rock hard erection jutting up and the tangled mass of blonde hair falling in all directions around Langly's head against the bed. Perfect. Langly raised an eyebrow at him. "Just gonna stand there or are you gonna join me?" Silently but with an air of supreme smugness, Byers slid out of his own pajama pants and boxers slowly. Langly couldn't hold back his sigh at the beauty standing before him, the absolute control betrayed only by the obvious signs of arousal in the older man. Byers shrugged. "Cute, huh?" he mumbled, shaking his head just a bit. He purposefully strode forward, crawling on his knees onto the bed between Langly's legs to hover over him invitingly. "We'll see about that." "You really should work on your dirty talk, John," Langly admonished, sliding back to sit up and face the other man. Before he could flinch at the sharp movement, Byers had his mouth on Langly's, his tongue darting sharply in complete dominance. His hand moved down to grasp the thick member and stroked hard at the same time. Overwhelmed by the sensations, Langly broke away sharply with a harsh grunt and flopped back onto the bed. Byers smiled down at him. "Never was much for words...more of a man of action." "I noticed," the younger man said softly. He reached up to slowly run his hands over Byers' body, softly stroking the light skin while gently maneuvering the other man down to lay on his back. Byers let himself be guided, laying his head on the pillow and closing his eyes at the unexpected gentle turn. He felt as the mattress dipped between his legs when Langly moved over him. Hands softly stroking up and down his thighs, he sensed the warmth first then felt the soft, moist lips touch the sensitive insides of his thighs. A soft moan escaped when he felt the lips move up, light caresses of the normally sharp tongue finally getting to its goal. Sucking in a sharp breath, Byers had to bite his lip to keep from sobbing at the painfully slow, intricate attentions of the lips now kissing at the sac, fingers wrapped around his shaft moving just enough to keep him aware of their presence. Up further, Langly trailed light kisses up the underside of the penis until he reached the tip. A short swipe of his tongue across the slit had Byers groaning and instinctively pushing his hips up. Content with the thorough tease, Langly lowered his head again, burying his nose against the soft curls and nipping gently at the base . "Oh my--god, Ree--" Byers squirmed under him, his legs shifting helplessly. No sooner had he taken a deep, calming breath did the air catch fast in his throat as Langly lifted up and took the entire length into his mouth. Langly went with the involuntary thrust, feeling the tip graze the back of his throat. Pushing the thick cock out a bit, he sucked...hard. "HOLY SHIT!!!" The loud yelp sent a rush of lust straight to Langly's own throbbing erection and he raised his head again to keep from causing either of them permanent damage. Byers looked down at him, stunned and gasping. He noted the look of shock on the other man's face and bit back a laugh. "Shhhshit, sorry...wasn't ready for that..." he swallowed convulsively. Langly moved up to kiss him gently. "No problem...just hope you didn't wake up Mel." This time Byers did laugh. "Maybe we should get him some earplugs for his birthday." The younger man moved up to straddle the other man's abdomen, sitting lightly on him. "Maybe...but I kinda like the idea of someone hearing how well I can make you scream..." Apparently Byers still had enough blood up north for his cheeks to burn with a bright blush. He reached up, cupping his hand around the back of Langly's neck to pull him down close. A quick, hard kiss and he whispered, "Why don't you show me how you do that." Langly whimpered against his lips and rested his forehead against Byers'. "You got it." He reached over to the table to grab the tube. Before he could squeeze any of the lube onto his fingers, Byers took it from his hand. "Let me," the older man pleaded softly. He slicked two of his fingers then set the tube aside. Turning back to the man straddling him, he gently tapped one of the thighs wrapped around his waist with his clean hand. "Lift up for me," he instructed. Smiling his understanding, Langly raised up onto his knees and Byers reached under him between his legs to find the tiny opening with his fingers. Carefully brushing over the cleft, he put his other hand on Langly's hip, stroking the sharp bony point as he slipped one finger into the waiting body. The younger man shivered at the first touch, throwing his head back and shifting his weight to his arms, his hands pushing into the soft bed on either side of Byers' chest. Byers felt himself get harder, if that were possible, and his breath quickening at the sight of Langly. The younger man had his head back, lips parted slightly as he gasped at the fingers moving inside him, his hair falling in silky strands across his shoulders. He changed his angle, fingers finding the prostate easily. Langly tightened around his hand, choking on a startled cry. The older man chuckled lightly. "Say hello to your g-spot." Langly laughed breathlessly and writhed on the fingers touching his most sensitive spot. When he felt Langly was ready, he pulled his hand back, wiping the extra lube from his fingers on the sheet before placing his hand on the other hip to mirror the first. Langly's head rolled forward soundlessly as he slid down, feeling the dull pressure of the older man's cock against his opening. He locked his eyes with the Byers' as he slid back, taking the hardness into him slowly. "God Ree..." Byers breathed almost inaudibly as he felt the incredible heat engulf him gradually until he was buried to the hilt inside his lover. Langly dropped forward, laying against the older man's chest. He stayed perfectly still, his body adjusting to the fullness and he steadied his breathing. Strong, warm arms wrapped around his body as Byers held him close, stroking his back and hair in loving reassurance. Tilting his head up, Langly pressed his lips to Byers' throat, feeling the strong, steady pulse against his mouth. Raising his head, he again met the soft blue eyes and warm smile. "Hey..." he said softly, reaching a shaky hand up to brush away the damp hair sticking to Byers' forehead. "Hey," Byers chuckled quietly, little vibrations passing through them both. "You know...you have the most beautiful eyes," Langly mumbled, almost to himself. "Wish you'd stop wearing the tinted contacts to hide them." The older man smiled and stroked his hair. "They don't match my suits," he said, chuckling as Langly rolled his eyes in mock disgust. "Besides...I like that you're the only one who gets to see them. You know, the whole 'windows to the soul' thing and all." "Yeah," Langly sighed, shifting slightly and making them both gasp at the sudden movement. He leaned down to capture the soft lips again as he started to move slowly. As Langly rocked gently on him, finding a rhythm together, Byers slid his hands down the muscular back and again grasped Langly's hips. Closing his eyes, he focused on the powerful sensations coursing through his body, centered on his groin. Byers curved his hand around Langly's ass, finding the crease with his fingers and sliding down between. He could feel himself slipping in and out of the younger man, the sensation almost unreal and he bit his lip to silence the threatening cry. So focused on his own discovery he only belatedly noticed how the younger man was gripping his shoulders tightly, moaning softly with little pants into Byers' ear as he rocked faster. An almost inaudible mantra passing through his lips, he mumbled, "Yes, John, oh god... please..." "Like that, baby?" Byers whispered as he continued to stroke his fingers near where they were joined and making Langly clench around him. "Oh god..." He could feel the tightening in his groin, the swirling sensation in his stomach as he thrusted up into the willing body harder, moving closer to the edge. "John, please..." Langly's muffled plea against his shoulder sent another wave of desire through him and he slid his arms around Langly's body, signaling the younger man of his motive. Byers rolled them over swiftly so that he was on top, Langly wrapping his legs around the other man's waist to keep him as close as physically possible. Regaining his sense of gravity, Langly opened his eyes to look at his most treasured sight. Byers, head thrown back and neck arched, tongue darting out to swipe at swollen, parted lips and sweat streaking down all evidence of his passion for the younger man. All of his senses heightened, Langly couldn't hold back any longer. The rapid orgasm taking his body by force caught him by surprise, the intensity startling both men as Langly's body jerked, curling up around his center and he cried out. "JOHN!" Byers held his lover tight as he rode out the climax. Langly came powerfully, sticky wetness between them mingling with the sweat. When Langly started to calm down, still reeling from the orgasm, Byers slid his hands down to grip firmly onto the hips below him and slammed hard into Langly, quickly reaching his own release with a shuddering sigh. Langly drifted back sometime later, the sounds of harsh, rapid breathing and the damp heat of their coupling bringing him back to his senses. He felt the dead weight of his sleeping lover still laying on him, in him. Lazily, he rubbed the slick skin of Byers' back as he felt their body rhythms slowing to normal. The older man drowsily lifted his head, his eyes slitting open to peer at Langly. He reached a hand up to clumsily stroke at his sated lover's face. "Still think I'm cute?" he muttered slowly. The bottom man chuckled and put his hands on both sides of Byers' face, leaning up to kiss his forehead. "Nope...I think you're fucking gorgeous." Byers laughed and laid his head down on Langly's chest again. "I can live with that." After a few moments he felt Langly start to shift beneath him. "Johnny..." "Hmm?" "You're also heavy...can you get off me now?" "Oh...right," Byers mumbled absently, pulling himself off his partner and crawling back to pull at the covers. "Come here," he said, reaching for Langly. The younger man complied, shaking off the lightheadedness upon sitting up. He stumbled on his knees toward the other man and let himself be guided under the covers. Byers let Langly get settled, laying on his side and spooning into the older man's body behind him. He pulled the bedclothes over them and pressed his body against the sweat-dampened back. "Lift up," Byers said softly. Langly lifted his head instantly so the older man could slide his arm under. The blonde head rested against his biceps and he sighed, sliding his other arm around to rest on Langly's stomach. "Okay?" His only response was a soft snore. ..oOOo..