[ All Peter can do is laugh at that because Frank's got him there. But then Frank brings up how he might've been a priest and Peter zeros in on that. ]
...you were almost a priest? Seriously?
[ That... makes him feel dirty on a whole other level. And not in a bad way...
[Though Peter in his way has been enabling. Oh yes he has. Frank brought him a sandwich and let him sleep in his bed well past the acceptable times. If this isn't smitten then what the hell is.]
[Frank's eyebrow lifts and he slowly reaches out to take the wrecked pastrami out of Peter's hand to set it on the nightstand.]
Oh yeah, Bright Eyes? Dream up something?
[Hands free he reaches out and smooths a hand over his limb beneath the sheets. A living, breathing, beautiful guy like Peter right here in his room. In his bed.]
[ He leans forward then, pressing is lips to Frank's for a brief kiss. He moves to get on his knees, letting the sheet fall away as he busies his hands undoing the man's belt. ]
[His eyes flutter shut, so simply, so easy like it's the greatest kiss of his life. Who is to say they're all not mindblowing because they're from Peter. And... Shit he's got it bad. Frank's eyes widen as his hands over, not sure if he should help but ops to comb back Peter's hair and smooth his touch over his shoulders. Dark eyes of his linger over what the younger man looks like in his bed, in daylight.]
[ He hums an affirmative. But he tugs Frank's belt off and tosses it on the floor before he's saying anything else. His hands now working to get his shirt off. ]
[It's a little different having someone else urge your clothes off. And he doesn't mind it at all. He can admire the changes on Peter's face. Goddamn he's so expressive. Honest awe and blatant admiring play over his features. Frank's hands are steady enough to breeze through many buttons. The touching, the promise of more and memory what was has him very much at attention.]
Say...you're naked.
[Like he forgot. Oh no, not a bit. The fact that Peter is still nude and exposed to his eyes and within reach has him thanking everything he can think of for this moment.]
[A shiver breaks over his skin, goosebumps rise and it's like he wasn't awake until right now. Frank reaches up to run his fingers into Peter's hair and the other arm brings him even closer. He's hard now just from the awareness that he could touch this man as much as he is allowed to.]
...different, huh?
[There's a hiss and he clutches at Peter's hair tighter, not expecting it to feel so good.]
You had a lotta time to yourself to think.
[Oh. He should help with the pants right? Once the button is undone and the fly starts to slip he can shimmy them down from his hips.]
[ He waits for Frank to start pushing his pants down before moving his hands into Frank's hair. He then steals a kiss from him when he looks up but moves away before anything else can be done. He's almost giggling as he pushes himself away and points to the headboard. ]
[Eyebrows lift and wag. Though he is really more interested in seeing how these dreams will become a reality. His heart sinks just a little feeling Peter pull away. Frank can't follow just yet until he kicks away his clothes. Oh. And shoes. Fuck.]
Easy enough.
[Step one: naked as a jay bird. Step two: up against the headboard. He gives Peter a little shove and a kiss to his shoulder as he sits up, back against the wood and his eyes fixed on the man with him. Being exposed and erect is usually something that is supposed to be hidden, his hands rub on his own thighs not sure of what is going on only that he likes it. Because of Peter.]
Don't go telling me you're staying where you are....
[ Peter giggles again as he crawls over on all fours and into Frank's lap to give him another kiss. ]
Not a chance.
[ But then he's turning and leaning back against Frank's chest, slowly setting himself down on the other man's lap, his legs spread apart, slim calves brushing against muscled thighs. He turns his head to look at Frank, his shoulder now under the man's chin. ]
[Watching him move over the bedding, watching his body move and come closer once again has him primed and ready to soak in another kiss like it's oxygen.]
Thank God.
[Thank everything. Because Frank doesn't want to dwell on the fact that they may be out of reach. His breath catches as Peter settles in his lap. His thick, erect cock is positioned up against the soft, pert swell of ass. Hands come up to smooth over Peter's chest and stomach, chin resting on his shoulder.]
I like being close to you.
[He bites his lip and lowers his head to press kisses into Peter's skin.]
[ The color returns to Peter's cheeks, a warm flush running through his body as he feels the hardness pressed between his cheeks. He reaches down with a hand, between his legs, to touch the other man. ]
I like being close to you, too.
[ His fingers rub at the head as he leans over to press a kiss to Frank's cheek. ]
I feel like I don't ever want to stop touching you.
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...you were almost a priest? Seriously?
[ That... makes him feel dirty on a whole other level. And not in a bad way...
(God rest his parents' souls.) ]
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I liked to read, kinda felt like I had a higher calling. Don't make it weird.
[He already knows that look that is zeroed in on his face. Frank reaches our to give Peter's leg a light pinch through the blankets.]
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How am I making it "weird"? I'm just asking!
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[Though Peter in his way has been enabling. Oh yes he has. Frank brought him a sandwich and let him sleep in his bed well past the acceptable times. If this isn't smitten then what the hell is.]
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And now you're corrupting me.
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Is it working? Hmm? Feel like a completely deviant yet?
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I already felt that way last night.
[ A beat. ]
And this morning.
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[Locking eyes with Peter now is difficult when he has a very distracting mouth. Frank is not so very oblivious what's at play.]
I mean, if i didn't do the job right might as well finish while you're here.
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[ He stretches out a leg slowly under the sheet. ]
But... I think I might want to try something different?
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Oh yeah, Bright Eyes? Dream up something?
[Hands free he reaches out and smooths a hand over his limb beneath the sheets. A living, breathing, beautiful guy like Peter right here in his room. In his bed.]
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Maybe. But you're wearing too much for it.
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I can fix that.
[Frank's already reaching to undo the buttons of his shirt.]
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[ He leans forward then, pressing is lips to Frank's for a brief kiss. He moves to get on his knees, letting the sheet fall away as he busies his hands undoing the man's belt. ]
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...something on your mind there?
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But you gotta be naked, first.
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Say...you're naked.
[Like he forgot. Oh no, not a bit. The fact that Peter is still nude and exposed to his eyes and within reach has him thanking everything he can think of for this moment.]
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You just noticed? I need you naked, too, big guy.
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I need you.
[It just comes out, just like that. And it's true. Undershirt gone and his pants and underwear are dipping down low on his hips.]
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I need you, too.
[ His hands reach down to undo the front of Frank's pants as he kisses the man's nipple. ]
I want to try something different...
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...different, huh?
[There's a hiss and he clutches at Peter's hair tighter, not expecting it to feel so good.]
You had a lotta time to yourself to think.
[Oh. He should help with the pants right? Once the button is undone and the fly starts to slip he can shimmy them down from his hips.]
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[ He waits for Frank to start pushing his pants down before moving his hands into Frank's hair. He then steals a kiss from him when he looks up but moves away before anything else can be done. He's almost giggling as he pushes himself away and points to the headboard. ]
You need to sit up against that.
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Easy enough.
[Step one: naked as a jay bird. Step two: up against the headboard. He gives Peter a little shove and a kiss to his shoulder as he sits up, back against the wood and his eyes fixed on the man with him. Being exposed and erect is usually something that is supposed to be hidden, his hands rub on his own thighs not sure of what is going on only that he likes it. Because of Peter.]
Don't go telling me you're staying where you are....
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Not a chance.
[ But then he's turning and leaning back against Frank's chest, slowly setting himself down on the other man's lap, his legs spread apart, slim calves brushing against muscled thighs. He turns his head to look at Frank, his shoulder now under the man's chin. ]
How does this feel? Do you like it?
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Thank God.
[Thank everything. Because Frank doesn't want to dwell on the fact that they may be out of reach. His breath catches as Peter settles in his lap. His thick, erect cock is positioned up against the soft, pert swell of ass. Hands come up to smooth over Peter's chest and stomach, chin resting on his shoulder.]
I like being close to you.
[He bites his lip and lowers his head to press kisses into Peter's skin.]
...pressed up against you.
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I like being close to you, too.
[ His fingers rub at the head as he leans over to press a kiss to Frank's cheek. ]
I feel like I don't ever want to stop touching you.
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i am so sorry i dropped the ball on this one sobs. it's such a good au ;;;;
returned from the waaaar
really have 😭
miracles~~
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