Sometimes it Lasts: Damon/Wylie: for harshboldcharm

[makesudothings]

Damon knew his husband to be awake, but it didn't mean he could not 'wake' him in such an innocent, traditional way. His lips pressed to the corner of Wylie's eye, brushing down to his cheek as he murmured, "awake, my love

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[harshboldcharm]

He let his eyes flutter open finally after the very sweet awakening by his husband. He looked up at him where he was sitting up at his side. Wylie turned into his side, hand moving to brush his thigh lovingly. He smiles, eyes shit, warm and comfortable. He hummed a happy sound.

"Hey, baby," he murmured, staying right where he was.

[makesudothings]

"Are you well, my love?" murmured Damon, his hand pressing over his at his thigh... so close to his mark. "I hope you are rested..."

[harshboldcharm]

"I'm good," he said softly. He was comfortable and enjoying being lazy for now. Though that question about his being rested had him looking up to him, fingers brushing up over his hip. "Is there a reason I need to be?" he smiled.

[makesudothings]

"Oh yes - you have work ahead of you tonight," Damon smiled, leaning in to tip their foreheads together.

[harshboldcharm]

You be manly, he teased, moving up to kiss him, arm draped across his torso. I'll be the pussy and ask you to cuddle with me. Wylie smiled against his mouth, licking Kia lips and moving to kiss his husband's shoulder next.

[makesudothings]

I am content to. Damon chuckled briefly as he turned his face to his neck at the kiss, lips drawing softly there to nip.. his arm drawing over his shoulders and back.. exploring touches against every mark he had drawn...

[harshboldcharm]

"We don't cuddle enough," he laughs light, arching against him at the touch to his back. "We get too horny too quickly," he laughed this time, nipping his shoulder.

[makesudothings]

"So we do.. but not without reason," he murmured, stroking up into his hair as he drew back to face him at the arch, the nip. Lips seeking his out again.

[harshboldcharm]

Wylie smiled, eyes shut, mind pleasantly blank. He turned in against him, letting his mate continue to play if he chose. Wylie kisses him, seeking his mouth, wanting that connection. All yours. I love you, Damon. Everything about you.

[makesudothings]

Surely not everything.. I am sure I irritate you aplenty, he teased him, growling possessively into the kiss, the words making him happy. His fingers curled tighter into his hair as he smiled and nipped him, pressing his face to his neck as below.. he rolled and fondled his balls lazily... teasing out the oversensitive flesh.

[harshboldcharm]

This lazy fondling and caressing was his favorite. That feeling that they simply needed to be touching each other. Wylie shifted, leaving him room to continue to tease his sensitive, heavy balls while he reached around Damon to caress over his ass.

I can't think of a single thing.

[makesudothings]

Shivering slighly, he arched back, pushing into his hands as he rolled over to press against him slowly.. his movements gentle, rocking against his body... I love you....

[harshboldcharm]

He could fathom this emotion. The depths of it somewhere he couldnt even reach. His body wanted to give out and give in. He couldn't imagine being somewhere better than this, he nuzzled into his neck, shifting to straddle him, intimately laid out together, hips pressed down, remnant of their release. I'm never going anywhere.

[makesudothings]

Damon lay back, his lips faint in smile as he opened his eyes, dark and soft to look up at him. His hands lifting to smooth his back slowly, his favourite form of touch in the wake of passion now; touching where he had marked him so permanently...

Never, he breathed. Nowhere.. without me by your side. I promise.

[harshboldcharm]

Wylie arched back slightly. Rolling their bodies together, eyes trained on his face, hoping to catch site of that love and desire. He was easily interested in his mate's body, but also how his emotions followed. With a gentle purr, he pressed his hips to him.

I want us together...

[makesudothings]

Damon's fingers slipped along the smooth dip of his shoulders as he smiled, "we are, my love.. you are a part of me."

He was his very soul. He didn't believe in a Heaven besides this and it reflected in the almost awed softness in his eyes. From another gaze almost vulnerable. He loved him.