Bam flew up the steps to the house he and his lover shared with their friends, excitement bubbling through his whole body. He shoved the door open and slammed it shut behind him.
"Baby!"
Ville was already running down the stairs and the older man jumped down the last few and into his outstretched arms.
"Oh God my darling, you're home early!" Ville gasped, head dropping into the crook of his neck where he inhaled deeply. Bam shivered happily and wrapped his arms tightly round his lover. Once Ville had breathed him in, he lifted his head and smiled at him.
"My love," Ville murmured, tipping his chin up. Bam smiled as their lips met, a soft brush of connection that quicly deepened as they opened to each other, tongues twining, lips fusing, tasting and relearning what had been missed for too many months.
He loved the feel of his lover's body against his, arms tight around him, mouth devouring his, had hated being without it.
Gasping for breath, every muscle tight, cock hard with the need to just push his lover to the floor and get fucked, he pulled back. Ville's eyes flashed with surprise, dark and hooded as he panted.
"Fuck," Bam muttered. "Missed you so fucking bad."
"Me too love," Ville said softly, pulling him in close again. "When did you get in?"
"This morning..."
Ville jerked back. "This morning? And you didn't come straight home?"
"I was on my way baby but I..." He stopped and grinned, another surge of excitement making his cock harden further in his jeans. "Come on." He grabbed his lover's hand and dragged him towards the door.
"Bam, where are we going?" Ville exclaimed. "Bam!"
"I have to show you something baby."
"Now?"
"Yeah." He stopped at the car and turned round, pouting and batting his eyelashes. "Please baby, you'll totally understand why I didn't come straight home."
Ville's expression softened and he sighed and nodded. "Okay sweetheart, like I could refuse you anything when you look at me like that."
Grinning, Bam unlocked the car and opened the passenger door for his husband, gesturing inside with a slight bow. Ville chuckled quietly and got in the car. He closed the door behind him, hurrying round to the other side to get in behind the wheel.
He drove quickly to a pretty, tree-lined street where he parked and got out. He was starting to bounce with excitement.
"Where are we?"
"I went past this place on my way home and I couldn't help it, I had to stop and have a look." He pointed at the building that had caught his eye that had a 'For Sale' sign outside.
"Wow." Ville stared, eyes slowly lifting up the tower.
"Come on baby, you have to see this place, it's awesome." He dragged his lover to the door, yanking the keys from his pocket to let them in.
"How come you have the keys?"
"The agent let me hold onto them, come on."
They ran up the stairs to the first floor hand in hand to a beautiful large living space with exposed stone on the outside walls and dark wooden floors.
"Oh Bam, this is amazing," Ville breathed, holding his hand tightly and slowly looking round.
"Yeah huh?" he said with a happy smile. "Wait till you see the rest."
"Well show me then, darling," Ville murmured, his voice a little husky, making him shiver.
The kitchen was a nice size, modern and gorgeously gothic with the same dark wood on the floors and a black granite worksurface. He led his husband through to the stairs and up to the next level and the bedroom. It was a much lighter room, again with exposed brick on the outside wall but a huge French window had been fitted leading out onto a balcony. The decor was more subtle a lighter colour wood and pale walls. It was a massive room with a door in the corner leading to an ensuite bathroom.
"Well baby?"
"Well what love? It's beautiful but why are you showing me?"
"Because I knew you'd love it, because it's perfect for us," he said, feeling slightly bemused by his husband's reaction. "You think it's perfect for us, right?"
"Yes love," Ville sighed. "But that's what I mean, I love it, you love it but why show me something we can't have?"
"Why can't we?"
"Oh come on Bam, how much does this place cost?"
"To you, my beautiful, beloved husband?" Bam said, grinnig like a fool. "Absolutely nothing."
Ville frowned at him. "Bam, what did you do?"
He took a step closer to the older man, turning the hand in his palm up to put the keys in them.
"Happy birthday baby."
Ville's eyes went wide, mouth opening and closing several times in quick succession. "Oh Bam, oh my darling, you didn't?"
"You think I'd kid about something like this?" he said, starting to worry, his lover's reaction not going either of the two ways he'd prepared himself for, expecting to either get fucked through the floor or shouted at, possibly spanked if he was lucky and again, fucked through the floor.
"Baby?" he whispered, cupping the older man's face gently as a single tear bulged over the edge of his eyelid and slowly trickled down his cheek. "Oh no don't cry. Why are you crying?"
"You make my heart hurt I love you so much," Ville whispered, more tears starting to brim over. "You do too much for me darling."
"Bullshit," Bam said softly. "I could never do too much for you, you know I'd do anything for you."
Ville blinked back tears and sniffed quietly. "Would you do something for me now sweetheart?"
"Of course."
"Make love to me."
Bam took in a short breath of surprise, cock and heart surging with love and need and he nodded, leaning up to kiss his husband gently.
"Always," he whispered against full, soft lips. Kicking his shoes off, he drew the older man down to the floor. "Here?"
"Yes love, please."
"Okay." He stripped off his jacket and sweatshirt, laying them on the floorboards for his lover to lie on. Ville took his off too, adding them to the pile before moving to sit on it, bending his legs, socked feet on the floor as he beckoned him forwards. Bam knelt up and shifted to kneel between Ville's legs, spreading his thighs so they went under his lover's and his hard-on pressed into his stomach.
Ville's fingers caught in his hair, tugging him into a deep, soft kiss, tongue probing between his lips until his heart was pounding and his dick was throbbing in his pants.
Moaning quietly, he kissed the older man harder, sliding his fingers down his chest, popping buttons on his way so he could touch warm smooth skin, tracing the grain of tattoos with a happy shiver of lust and love.
"Mmm my love," Ville breathed against his mouth, tugging at his t-shirt. "Please, I need you."
Nodding, he pulled back, yanking his t-shirt over his head as Ville shrugged his shirt off his shoulders.
"So beautiful," he whispered, touching his lover's cheek gently.
"Come here sweetheart," Ville said quietly, urging him forward again to kiss him as he undid his jeans and slid his hand inside. "So hard for me."
"Always baby," he gasped, rocking into his lover's palm. "You make me so hot Ville."
"Mmm good," Ville said with a dark smile. "Come on darling, clothes off now, need you."
"Yeah," he breathed, groaning quietly as his husband's fingers curled round his shaft, jacking him hard for a moment. He pulled back reluctantly, falling back onto his ass to kick off his jeans and shorts as Ville lay back on their clothes, lifting his hips to push off pants, underwear and socks.
As always, his lover's naked body- all beautiful slender lines, pale skin and thick, hard cock dripping onto their shared tattoo- took his breath away.
"Baby," he whispered, clamping his fingers round the base of his cock to try and keep control.
"Lube my darling?"
"Of course," he said with a slight smirk, pulling the tube from the pocket of his discarded jeans.
Ville took it from him, sitting up again as he squeezed the gel onto his hand before wrapping his fingers back round Bam's dick and stroking slowly.
Bam shuddered, every nerve alight with pleasure, every muscle tight with anticipation. Just as he was starting to feel too close to the edge, his husband let go and lay back again, spreading his legs wide and reaching between them, impaling himself with two fingers.
"Oh fuck baby," he gasped. crawling forward so he could kiss the older man again, sliding one hand down to Ville's ass so he could feel the movement of fingers in and out of the tight muscle. Ville groaned loudly, lips parting to suck his tongue into his mouth eagerly.
His lover's fingers slid free, hand reaching to grasp his cock, guiding him down between his asscheeks until the head was rubbing over the entrance to his body. Bam softened his kisses, shifting and slowly pushing into his lover's body.
"Ah fuck yes," Ville moaned, clutching at him, legs coming up to wrap round his hips, tightening to pull him deeper.
"Yeah," he whispered. "Baby, you feel so fucking good." He buried his face in his lover's neck, letting himself sink slowly into tight, velvet heat until he was all the way inside, balls resting against Ville's ass, his stomach pressing against his erection.
"Sweetheart?"
"Yeah?"
"Move? Please?"
"Fuck yeah." He lifted his head and smiled at his husband, rolling his hips back and thrusting forward as slowly as he could manage, his lover's heat around his dick and body wrapped round his testing his control already.
"Oh darling, yes," Ville gasped, panting softly as he arched into the stroke, ass tightening around him. "Need more, Bam love, please."
Nodding frantically, he pushed one of his lover's legs back, hooking it over his shoulder as he lifted up onto his hands so he could thrust into his husband's body, moving faster and harder.
"Baby, touch yourself for me, baby, please," he gasped, staring down into darkened green eyes. Ville looked so beautiful, cheeks flushed, sweat trickling down his temples into his hair and lips parted as he panted for breath. He slid a hand down his stomach, wrapping his fingers round his leaking cock and stroking quickly.
"Yeah like that baby," he groaned, heat blazing over his skin, pleasure building in intensity until he was shaking. He could feel Ville's knuckles brushing his stomach and it just increased his lust. "Please, fuck, please baby," he begged helplessly, the need to come becoming overwhelming.
"Darling, love you," Ville cried out, shuddering and bucking under him, ass clamping down tightly around him as come splattered his stomach. With a cry of happiness, he dropped on top of his lover and plunged deep, coming hard inside him, pleasure flooding every cell until he wanted to cry.
Reconnecting with his husband was always emotional, joy and sorrow mixed up with a sheer sense of completion and coming home.
"I love you," he whispered against sweat-slick skin. Long arms slid round his back, holding him tight as Ville murmured words of love and kissed his hair.
Eventually, he shifted back, easing from his lover's body and dotting kisses down his chest and stomach, licking away come with a sigh. He always missed the older man's taste, skin, sweat, come, even better when all mixed together.
Kneeling back, he reached for his boxers, wiping off his own stomach then using them to finish cleaning up his lover. Ville watched him with soft, warm eyes until he was done, then sat up to kiss him softly.
"Are you sure darling?"
"Of course," he replied, knowing what Ville was asking him. "It's about time we had our own place, don't you think?"
"Yeah." Ville smiled and shook his head. "You never fail to surprise me, love."
"Good." He hugged the older man tightly and kissed his neck.
"I'm just worried about the guys."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean paying the rent on the house."
"Well, Migé and Vedrana have been talking about living together for a while, she could move in."
"Which leaves Manna on her own with nowhere."
"She could have our room if she wanted, the girls' place is too expensive anyway, it would be good for everyone."
"True." Ville kissed his neck and pulled back to look at him. "Our own place."
"Yeah." His smile was so wide it threatened to split his lips. "You realise I'm going to expect you to be naked all the time?"
Ville chuckled. "Darling we'd never get anything done."
"We'd get a lot of sex done."
"Ooh, good incentive my love, you just better be paying the heating bills."
"Anything for naked Ville on tap."
With a snort of laughter, Ville grabbed him and rolled them over so he was lying on top of him. "I do love you."
"Love you too baby but..." He paused to grin at the older man.
"But?"
"You're still not allowed to smoke inside."
"Brat," Ville said, still laughing.
He leaned up to kiss soft lips happily. He couldn't wait for them to move in, just the two of them, together forever.
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