"Perfect†The kiss he received was exactly what he wanted, Josh's hands pulling him close, Josh's lips pressed against his own first gently and then with more ferocity. He loved the way his companion teased, the way he moved and the way he touched. If there was such a thing as falling physically in love with someone then he would say that he was already there. That might normally be termed lust but that seemed too shallow a word for the depth of pure bliss that was sex with Josh.
Gris gasped in agonized pleasure as his partner began to gently caress his cock. It felt wonderful without fulfilling the need inside him for the right touch, which was more, harder, faster. He shut his eyes tightly, his fingers clutching desperately at Josh's shoulders in the hopes that holding tighter might grant him the willpower necessary to not press for more.
But it didn't help. He began to move with more urgency, raising and lowering himself on Josh, first in fits and starts of speed as he tried to slow down again and again only to eventually give in and resume his more driven pace. Gris shook the curls away from his face and looked down at his partner with a wry grin. "I can't... I wanted to...but...†He sighed and closed his eyes once more, caught up in the rhythmic coming together of their bodies.
"Feels good...†He smiled with his eyes still closed. His body was demanding more, it wanted friction and release. Right now was that magical time where any touch, kiss, or movement caused pleasure, where any one thing, even the right mental image, could tip him over the edge and into bliss. He loved this spot and a part of him wanted to ride it out for as long as he possibly could despite his body clamoring for more.
Just A Little Nightcap (attn: Greer)
Josh wasn't sure when the last time he'd talked so much was. It wasn't that he was usually horribly quiet, but with Gris conversation came easily. They didn't discuss anything terribly intense in the trip from the restaurant to the apartment Josh was calling his own for the next week or so, but the trip still went quickly.
When they had parked and run back through the persistent rain to the doorway, Josh held it open for Gris ti go through. Once in on the other side he closed the door firmly behind them and looked around the living area. It was empty. He suspected Mel wouldn't be there but he would check.
First, though, he reached out to Gris's shoulder, turned the other man, and stepped close. Wrapping his arms around his narrow waist Josh leaned in and kissed him. He hadn't been able to see Gris's response in the restaurant although he had felt it and heard it. Now his deprived eyes wanted their fair share, so he kept them open although his lids sank down briefly with pleasure at the feel of Gris's lips.
Pulling away Josh smiled. "That's better." He looked around at the dark apartment. "Please. Make yourself at home."
He held up a finger, indicating he would be right back, and went to poke his head into 'Mel's room.' It was empty. He returned quickly to the front of the apartment.
"Gretta must have decided to go out after all."
Entering the open kitchen, Josh located the coffee and everything they needed for two cups. "Do you like it strong?"
He raised his eyebrows at Gris, well aware that in their current mood that question could seem somewhat loaded... but Josh didn't clarify his meaning. He just let Gris interpret it the way he wanted to.
Greer Grayson
12 years ago
Joshua Wesson
12 years ago
Josh could feel Gris's fingers digging in to his shoulders but he welcomed the ache of that tight grip. It told him he was doing things right, when coupled with that little hitch of breath. He groaned as Gris moved at inconsistent speeds; faster, slower, gentle, then harder. It was going to be the death of him... pleasant, perfect death.
Finally he resumed a faster pace and Josh understood even without his partner's words. He felt the same way, after all. He would gladly have dragged it out and remained in that state of blissful anticipation for as long as possible but his body had other ideas which apparently matched Gris's quite well.
Placing both hands on Gris's hips to steady him, Josh drove upward to match each stroke with Gris's movements. He was watching Gris as he smiled, loving the expression on his face, loving even more the fact that he had caused it. That was what he wanted to prolong... this perfect moment where they were so caught up in each other, so in tune, but there was no way Josh could summon that kind of stamina at this point. He'd been ready before; his body told him in no uncertain terms that it was more than ready now.
"Ah... Gris," he sighed, the sound shaky as it passed his lips. His hands gripped Gris tightly, and he tried to pry them free so as not to hurt his partner, but his body was already shuddering, stiffening, fireworks dancing across the backs of his eyelids. He pulled Gris down toward him as he thrust hard, once, twice, and then he buried himself in his partner as he came, his large frame wracked with tremor after tremor of shattering euphoric bliss. Josh held Gris close to him, tilted his head up, and kissed him again even as he felt the last few throbs of his climax shoot through him like a bullet, straight to his core. In his wildest dreams he hadn't imagined that being with Gris would affect him this way but he wouldn't change it. It just reinforced the feeling that he wanted whatever they had going on to continue. He wanted to build on this.
Finally he resumed a faster pace and Josh understood even without his partner's words. He felt the same way, after all. He would gladly have dragged it out and remained in that state of blissful anticipation for as long as possible but his body had other ideas which apparently matched Gris's quite well.
Placing both hands on Gris's hips to steady him, Josh drove upward to match each stroke with Gris's movements. He was watching Gris as he smiled, loving the expression on his face, loving even more the fact that he had caused it. That was what he wanted to prolong... this perfect moment where they were so caught up in each other, so in tune, but there was no way Josh could summon that kind of stamina at this point. He'd been ready before; his body told him in no uncertain terms that it was more than ready now.
"Ah... Gris," he sighed, the sound shaky as it passed his lips. His hands gripped Gris tightly, and he tried to pry them free so as not to hurt his partner, but his body was already shuddering, stiffening, fireworks dancing across the backs of his eyelids. He pulled Gris down toward him as he thrust hard, once, twice, and then he buried himself in his partner as he came, his large frame wracked with tremor after tremor of shattering euphoric bliss. Josh held Gris close to him, tilted his head up, and kissed him again even as he felt the last few throbs of his climax shoot through him like a bullet, straight to his core. In his wildest dreams he hadn't imagined that being with Gris would affect him this way but he wouldn't change it. It just reinforced the feeling that he wanted whatever they had going on to continue. He wanted to build on this.
Greer Grayson
12 years ago
His eyes snapped open at the sound of his name. Gris looked down at Josh, his smile becoming something more tender after hearing the halting utterance from his partner.
He loved the firm grip that held him and pulled him down to meet each of Josh's thrusts. Those thrusts were exquisite; his body trembled with need a little more after each one.
Watching Josh as he came, feeling it, warm and wonderful inside himself, was perfect. There was no way he could resist that and Gris was already beginning to climax even as Josh's hand wrapped firmly around him once again.
His moan was muffled against Josh's lips. Gris released his partner's shoulders and wrapped his arms around his lover's neck, clinging to him as he was kissed and the waves of pleasure coursed through him. It was overwhelming, stronger than the first time which was unusual.
When he was finished, he leaned his head against Josh's shoulder and sighed contentedly. "I am definitely going to need that visit.†Several such recesses would be appreciated.
Joshua laid him down on the bed and then eased out him. He lay where he had been placed, feeling something like a rag doll. His legs were so shaky that he was sure that they were next to useless. Gris smiled, glad he didn't have to get up, and savored the pleasant ache and utter relaxation of his current state.
His companion returned with the warm towel and soon he was clean again. Gris was glad that he had agreed to stay because right now the idea of getting out of bed and getting dressed was a terrible one. It involved far too much work. He just wanted to curl up next to Josh and fall asleep.
Once his partner returned to the bed, Gris snuggled close. "Thank you.â€
He loved the firm grip that held him and pulled him down to meet each of Josh's thrusts. Those thrusts were exquisite; his body trembled with need a little more after each one.
Watching Josh as he came, feeling it, warm and wonderful inside himself, was perfect. There was no way he could resist that and Gris was already beginning to climax even as Josh's hand wrapped firmly around him once again.
His moan was muffled against Josh's lips. Gris released his partner's shoulders and wrapped his arms around his lover's neck, clinging to him as he was kissed and the waves of pleasure coursed through him. It was overwhelming, stronger than the first time which was unusual.
When he was finished, he leaned his head against Josh's shoulder and sighed contentedly. "I am definitely going to need that visit.†Several such recesses would be appreciated.
Joshua laid him down on the bed and then eased out him. He lay where he had been placed, feeling something like a rag doll. His legs were so shaky that he was sure that they were next to useless. Gris smiled, glad he didn't have to get up, and savored the pleasant ache and utter relaxation of his current state.
His companion returned with the warm towel and soon he was clean again. Gris was glad that he had agreed to stay because right now the idea of getting out of bed and getting dressed was a terrible one. It involved far too much work. He just wanted to curl up next to Josh and fall asleep.
Once his partner returned to the bed, Gris snuggled close. "Thank you.â€
Joshua Wesson
12 years ago
The pleasure just kept coming; Josh was floored by it. He felt Gris's body clench around his own before he was completely sated, felt the heat of his partner's seed in his hand, on his stomach, drank in that delicious moan as Gris's lips met his. They were tightly entwined, Josh's arm around Gris's waist, Gris's arms around Josh's neck as he clung and trembled. Josh couldn't imagine a more perfect joining, a more perfect climax, or a more perfect euphoria as they drifted down from that high together.
When he had gently eased away from Gris, when they were both clean and relaxed, he slid himself into bed next to Gris, who looked even more gorgeous than before if that were possible. "Thank you," he corrected softly, leaning himself up on one elbow and looking down at Gris with a soft smile. There were so many things he wanted to say but he kept his peace; Josh just wanted to lie here with Gris, whatever happened tomorrow or next week.
He lay himself down, the weight of having someone else in his bed slightly unfamiliar but very welcome. He slid one arm beneath Gris's head and under the pillow and with the other he gathered his partner close. Gris could move away if he liked, but Josh would hold him for as long as he could. His arm was like a warm weight around Gris's waist, fingers gently drifting over Gris's hip.
"Are you tired?" he asked softly, brushing his lips against Gris's temple. "We do have a nice long hike to look forward to tomorrow."
Then he realized something; Gris had worn a suit earlier. "Do you have anything appropriate to hike in? You could wear something of mine, or we can make a trip to your hotel room."
Josh's clothing might be slightly roomy for Gris but they were just about the same height, he thought. It should all fit. Not that he had a whole lot here, though. He was really going to have to put on an act for Gris, something he hated to do, but he couldn't bring him to the Den with any kind of reasonable explanation. Having an apartment was the best way to go; if he didn't need it any more for some reason he could turn it over to the Pack for occasional use or just rent it out. Real estate was never a bad purchase.
He put those thoughts on he back burner though and just focused on here and now. His body was completely relaxed, he held Gris close, wrapped around him comfortably. It felt odd, unusual, in the sense that he hadn't done this in a while, but to Josh they seemed to fit together so perfectly. He kissed Gris again, a light brush of his lips against the mark he'd made on Gris's neck earlier, and closed his eyes, savoring the moment.
When he had gently eased away from Gris, when they were both clean and relaxed, he slid himself into bed next to Gris, who looked even more gorgeous than before if that were possible. "Thank you," he corrected softly, leaning himself up on one elbow and looking down at Gris with a soft smile. There were so many things he wanted to say but he kept his peace; Josh just wanted to lie here with Gris, whatever happened tomorrow or next week.
He lay himself down, the weight of having someone else in his bed slightly unfamiliar but very welcome. He slid one arm beneath Gris's head and under the pillow and with the other he gathered his partner close. Gris could move away if he liked, but Josh would hold him for as long as he could. His arm was like a warm weight around Gris's waist, fingers gently drifting over Gris's hip.
"Are you tired?" he asked softly, brushing his lips against Gris's temple. "We do have a nice long hike to look forward to tomorrow."
Then he realized something; Gris had worn a suit earlier. "Do you have anything appropriate to hike in? You could wear something of mine, or we can make a trip to your hotel room."
Josh's clothing might be slightly roomy for Gris but they were just about the same height, he thought. It should all fit. Not that he had a whole lot here, though. He was really going to have to put on an act for Gris, something he hated to do, but he couldn't bring him to the Den with any kind of reasonable explanation. Having an apartment was the best way to go; if he didn't need it any more for some reason he could turn it over to the Pack for occasional use or just rent it out. Real estate was never a bad purchase.
He put those thoughts on he back burner though and just focused on here and now. His body was completely relaxed, he held Gris close, wrapped around him comfortably. It felt odd, unusual, in the sense that he hadn't done this in a while, but to Josh they seemed to fit together so perfectly. He kissed Gris again, a light brush of his lips against the mark he'd made on Gris's neck earlier, and closed his eyes, savoring the moment.
Greer Grayson
12 years ago
"Comfortable†Gris explained sleepily as he snuggled closer to Josh. The arm around him was nice and the fact that he could let himself enjoy it was even nicer. Sighing softly, he wrapped his arm over Josh's chest and nodded his head without lifting it in answer to Josh's question. He rubbed his cheek along his partner's skin as he did so. "Yes, woods and weekend warriors. We'll be mighty.†Or something, but it would be fun.
Josh asked him about clothing and he smiled. Gris gave his partner a little hug, glad that Josh was so considerate and thoughtful. "I have a change of clothes in the trunk actually.†He always carried a change of clothes, sometimes several. As a frequent attendee of clubs and bars, it was a good practice. You never knew when something was going to be spilled on you....or worse. As a werewolf carrying an extra change of clothes was simply common sense. You never knew when you were going to need to change. For him that really didn't happen often but occasionally he met with pack mates and they decided to go for a spontaneous run. Danger and blood rarely caused a change for him but Gris was something of a rarety. He still kept clothes, just in case.
"Mmm, nice...†He murmured softly as Josh kissed his neck. Gris tucked his forehead against Josh's neck, snuggling as close as he could manage. He fell asleep with the scent of Josh, sex and clean bed sheets surrounding him and Josh's arms wrapped protectively over him.
It made for the most wonderful dreams.
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Josh asked him about clothing and he smiled. Gris gave his partner a little hug, glad that Josh was so considerate and thoughtful. "I have a change of clothes in the trunk actually.†He always carried a change of clothes, sometimes several. As a frequent attendee of clubs and bars, it was a good practice. You never knew when something was going to be spilled on you....or worse. As a werewolf carrying an extra change of clothes was simply common sense. You never knew when you were going to need to change. For him that really didn't happen often but occasionally he met with pack mates and they decided to go for a spontaneous run. Danger and blood rarely caused a change for him but Gris was something of a rarety. He still kept clothes, just in case.
"Mmm, nice...†He murmured softly as Josh kissed his neck. Gris tucked his forehead against Josh's neck, snuggling as close as he could manage. He fell asleep with the scent of Josh, sex and clean bed sheets surrounding him and Josh's arms wrapped protectively over him.
It made for the most wonderful dreams.
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