"Lie down on the bed, and let me just touch you," Douglas said holding up the bottle of scented oil.
"You don't have to, I-"
"I want to," Douglas said with finality, and Martin sank back down onto the bed he'd fled ten minutes earlier.
He lay on his front so he could hide his face in the pillow. Despite Douglas' reassurance, Martin was still tense and doubtful, but he let out a sigh when he felt Douglas' warm body straddle his thighs and warm oiled hands touch his back.
Douglas' talented hand worked on him, releasing the tension in his shoulders, back and arms, and then working the way down his legs. By the time Douglas coaxed him on his back we went easily, welcoming the slick hands across his chest and slipping down to his groin where oiled finger slipped over hardness that belied Martin's relaxed state.
Sexual tension had replaced it's nervous counterpart, and Martin awoke from his almost sleepy state, running his hands over Dougals' chest in turn, pleased that there was enough oil on his own hands to smear across Douglas' skin.
He held out his hands and Douglas smiled in response, pouring more oil onto them. Martin warmed it before his hand went back to Douglas' skin. In his straddled position, Martin could touch Douglas' torso, arms, hips. It wasn't enough, so he sat up with Douglas in his lap and was now able to smear his hands across his first officer's back and down to his arse.
Douglas took the opportunity to kiss Martin languidly and deeply, realising mid-kiss that is he repositioned himself slightly Martin's erection would slip back under him and slide against his rear.
When he moved, Martin let out a surprised moan against his mouth and Douglas reached back to press Martin's cock against his own body and the previously prepared entrance.
"Douglas..." Martin murmured, pulling back from the kiss, a hint of worry back in his voice.
"Shushh... Stop thinking, Martin." Douglas coaxed, before pressing back against the hardness he held against his own body.
Martin sucked in his breath as the pressure against Douglas' body built. He gripped Douglas' slippery shoulders at the moment Douglas' body yielded and the head of his cock penetrated his body, a shocked gasp at the tightness escaping his lips.
It had been a while for Douglas, but their earlier lengthy preparation which Martin has undoubtedly drawn out to avoid detection of his own problem, was making the sensation of penetration utterly pleasurable.
"God, Martin," he moaned, sinking down and reveling in the feeling of Martin stretching and filling him. "I knew you'd feel good."
His arms wrapped around Martin shoulders and brought their mouths back together despite the younger man's sudden attempt to hyperventilate. After a moment he pulled back from the kiss and used Martin's shoulders as leverage to lift up and then sink back down, making Martin stutter and blaspheme at the same time.
With the next rise of his hips, his captain's hands automatically came to grasp his buttocks, guiding his movement.
"That's it, Martin, deeper," Douglas moaned, and pressed their bodies harder together as they moved, rubbing Douglas' erection against Martin's abdomen.
Martin gasped each time Douglas rose and fell in his lap, a look of wonder on his reddened face. Grinning, Douglas slipped his oiled hand between them, increasing the pressure against his cock as he felt his own climax start to build.
"Come on Martin, fuck me harder," Douglas ground out and Martin whimpered in response, but complied nevertheless, flexing his hips up and gripping Douglas' slippery skin tight enough to leave marks.
It was the combination of a particularly deep thrust at just the right angle and the oiled slide across the underside of his cock that tipped him over the edge. Douglas' low moan as he pulsed out his climax between them was drowned out by Martin's wail as Douglas' body clenched tightly around him, forcing Martin's orgasm in turn.
Martin shuddered and trembled, eventually stilling, his arms still tightly around Douglas for support. They both panted through their recovery until Douglas sank his fingers into Martin's hair kissed him softly. When he pulled back, Martin looked at Douglas, a smile forming on his first officer's face which quickly turned into a grin.
Martin matched it and flopped back onto the bed, in utter relief
OP in a sweet yet decidedly sweaty puddlecleo_2010September 29 2011, 06:25:47 UTC
Signs of a brilliant fill:
a) heart racing b) can't spell c) keeps rereading and not replying d) eyes glazed over e) thinks you're wonderful
Wow, this is just perfect, so flipping sweet and hot and guh. I loved that you had Douglas doubting that Martin doesn't fancy him, it really shows how much Martin has gotten under his skin which you then show with 'I love yous'. First time I love you fics are also my thing big time, makes my heart flutter with loveliness.
"Lie down on the bed, and let me just touch you,"
That sentence in Douglas's voice, oh my goodness. Just... oh my goodness. The way you built up, I keep rereading, is just gorgeously beautiful. I love the way you used massage, in particular the position of Douglas across Martin's front, not back, that was especially lovely. And Martin tops! Huzzah! *melts* I adore the last line too, while it's third time lucky for most, it's fifth time for Martin ;)
Thank you! This was certainly something brilliant to wake up to, let's hope I can muster up some concentration for the rest of the day!
"You don't have to, I-"
"I want to," Douglas said with finality, and Martin sank back down onto the bed he'd fled ten minutes earlier.
He lay on his front so he could hide his face in the pillow. Despite Douglas' reassurance, Martin was still tense and doubtful, but he let out a sigh when he felt Douglas' warm body straddle his thighs and warm oiled hands touch his back.
Douglas' talented hand worked on him, releasing the tension in his shoulders, back and arms, and then working the way down his legs. By the time Douglas coaxed him on his back we went easily, welcoming the slick hands across his chest and slipping down to his groin where oiled finger slipped over hardness that belied Martin's relaxed state.
Sexual tension had replaced it's nervous counterpart, and Martin awoke from his almost sleepy state, running his hands over Dougals' chest in turn, pleased that there was enough oil on his own hands to smear across Douglas' skin.
He held out his hands and Douglas smiled in response, pouring more oil onto them. Martin warmed it before his hand went back to Douglas' skin. In his straddled position, Martin could touch Douglas' torso, arms, hips. It wasn't enough, so he sat up with Douglas in his lap and was now able to smear his hands across his first officer's back and down to his arse.
Douglas took the opportunity to kiss Martin languidly and deeply, realising mid-kiss that is he repositioned himself slightly Martin's erection would slip back under him and slide against his rear.
When he moved, Martin let out a surprised moan against his mouth and Douglas reached back to press Martin's cock against his own body and the previously prepared entrance.
"Douglas..." Martin murmured, pulling back from the kiss, a hint of worry back in his voice.
"Shushh... Stop thinking, Martin." Douglas coaxed, before pressing back against the hardness he held against his own body.
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It had been a while for Douglas, but their earlier lengthy preparation which Martin has undoubtedly drawn out to avoid detection of his own problem, was making the sensation of penetration utterly pleasurable.
"God, Martin," he moaned, sinking down and reveling in the feeling of Martin stretching and filling him. "I knew you'd feel good."
His arms wrapped around Martin shoulders and brought their mouths back together despite the younger man's sudden attempt to hyperventilate. After a moment he pulled back from the kiss and used Martin's shoulders as leverage to lift up and then sink back down, making Martin stutter and blaspheme at the same time.
With the next rise of his hips, his captain's hands automatically came to grasp his buttocks, guiding his movement.
"That's it, Martin, deeper," Douglas moaned, and pressed their bodies harder together as they moved, rubbing Douglas' erection against Martin's abdomen.
Martin gasped each time Douglas rose and fell in his lap, a look of wonder on his reddened face.
Grinning, Douglas slipped his oiled hand between them, increasing the pressure against his cock as he felt his own climax start to build.
"Come on Martin, fuck me harder," Douglas ground out and Martin whimpered in response, but complied nevertheless, flexing his hips up and gripping Douglas' slippery skin tight enough to leave marks.
It was the combination of a particularly deep thrust at just the right angle and the oiled slide across the underside of his cock that tipped him over the edge.
Douglas' low moan as he pulsed out his climax between them was drowned out by Martin's wail as Douglas' body clenched tightly around him, forcing Martin's orgasm in turn.
Martin shuddered and trembled, eventually stilling, his arms still tightly around Douglas for support. They both panted through their recovery until Douglas sank his fingers into Martin's hair kissed him softly. When he pulled back, Martin looked at Douglas, a smile forming on his first officer's face which quickly turned into a grin.
Martin matched it and flopped back onto the bed, in utter relief
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a) heart racing
b) can't spell
c) keeps rereading and not replying
d) eyes glazed over
e) thinks you're wonderful
Wow, this is just perfect, so flipping sweet and hot and guh. I loved that you had Douglas doubting that Martin doesn't fancy him, it really shows how much Martin has gotten under his skin which you then show with 'I love yous'. First time I love you fics are also my thing big time, makes my heart flutter with loveliness.
"Lie down on the bed, and let me just touch you,"
That sentence in Douglas's voice, oh my goodness. Just... oh my goodness. The way you built up, I keep rereading, is just gorgeously beautiful. I love the way you used massage, in particular the position of Douglas across Martin's front, not back, that was especially lovely. And Martin tops! Huzzah! *melts* I adore the last line too, while it's third time lucky for most, it's fifth time for Martin ;)
Thank you! This was certainly something brilliant to wake up to, let's hope I can muster up some concentration for the rest of the day!
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