Fic: Birthday Presents
Title: Birthday Presents
Author: joshuazgirl128 / Cee
Pairing: Mavid
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these people. And as much as I would have loved for this to happen... it did not.
Summary: David is missing Michael on his birthday
A/N: So, chemicalwonder and I were talking about how much Mavid must miss each other and wondering if they would get to see each other on Dave's birthday.... and this is what came from it. I hope it's everything she wanted it to be. ;D
David stripped into his boxer briefs and climbed into his bed. It was almost midnight and then it would be his birthday. He was flying back home to Kansas City the day after, but Andy had insisted on taking both him and Neal out to celebrate before they went back home. That was to happen the following night and he was looking forward to it. Really, he was. There was just that one thing that kept clawing at his heart, making him want to break down. Michael. It was almost David's birthday and his boyfriend was thousands of miles away. Practically half way across the globe in fact.
David reached over to grab his cellphone from the nightstand. He'd called Michael a couple of hours ago and he had yet to call him back. He was probably sleeping or something. David had always sucked at figuring out the time difference. He was scrolling through his pictures, smiling to himself at some of the goofy faces Michael had made, when the phone started ringing in his hand. His smile grew even bigger when he looked at the caller ID.
"Hey baby!"
"Hey Davey! How's my birthday boy?"
"Mmm... missing his sexy Australian boyfriend."
"Yes, I understand. I am pretty damn sexy." Michael joked, before his tone became serious. "I miss you too, baby."
"I can't wait to see you and get my birthday present." David smirked at the thoughts that ran through his mind.
"Does that mean you finally decided what you wanted?"
"I sure did."
"Care to elaborate?"
"Nope. I wanna wait until we're really together."
Michael let out a sigh. "Fine then...tease. Until then... how about we play a little game?"
"What did you have in mind Mr. Johns?" David could feel all the blood in his body rushing to his cock just from the tone of Michael's voice alone.
"Where are you?"
"Lying in bed, wishing you were next to me... inside of me." David spoke softly, letting his fingertips brush against the skin of his stomach.
"Mmm...fuck, Dave. What are you wearing?" Michael could feel his jeans beginning to tighten thinking about it.
"Mikey... you are so cliche sometimes." David teased, giggling a bit at the face he was sure Michael was making.
"Shut up and answer the question, you little wanker." Michael answered with a chuckled. "I wanna hear you tell me."
"Heh. Fine. You are so demanding. I'm just wearing my boxer briefs, black ones."
"And why are you still wearing them?" Michael asked, using his very best seduction voice.
"Well, because it's a little chilly... and you're not here, so..."
"Dave."
"Oh! Oh right... hang on a second." David laid the phone next to him as he reached under the blanket to rid himself of his underwear. "Alright baby. I'm all ready for you."
"Good boy. Now just lay back and listen to what I want to do to you."
David let out a moan from somewhere deep inside him. "Yeah, okay. Mmm... tell me."
"What I really wanna do right now is kiss those perfect, pouty lips of yours, slip my tongue between them." David closed his eyes and listened to Michael's voice. It was almost as if he could feel it against his skin. "I wanna taste your mouth baby... and nibble on that plump bottom lip. Maybe make it bleed just a little. I know you like that." David ran his tongue along his lips before biting down in the bottom one, drawing blood, just they way Michael described.
"I'd place little feather kisses all down your neck until I reached that sexy little heart on your chest and then I'd trace it with the tip of my tongue. Go over it again and again until you whimpered for more." David followed Michael's words with his own fingertips, letting them brush across the pulse point on his neck. He sucked gently on his index finger before using it to trace the bledding heart etched on his chest. whimpering at Michael's command.
"Mmm... you're such a good boy, Davey. I wanna lick and suck at those perfect, pink nipples. Make you arch your back up into me." David wet his finger again, taking turns teasing each of his nipples with it. The sensation caused him to gasp slightly and arch his back into the air. He smiled to himself at the thought of how well Michael knew him.
"Oh, Mikey. That feels so good." David managed to gasp out.
"Oh yeah? You like that, baby?" Michael rubbed gently at his own erection, which was still trapped inside his now too tight jeans. But right now wasn't the time for that. Right now he wanted to give David all the pleasure he could from where he was. "Next I'd run my fingers all down your sides and that perfect little belly I love so much." David giggled softly as he ghosted his own fingertips along his skin. He was aching to give himself the relief he needed, but he also wanted to follow Michael's voice, his commands. He groaned slightly in frustration. Michael understood exactly what that sound meant. "Lick your palm, baby."
"What?" David asked in a haze of lust.
"Lick your palm, get it nice and wet for me... and then wrap it around that beautiful, sweet dick of yours. I know you want to." David did as Michael said, wetting his palm with his tongue as best he could and wrapping his whole hand around his throbbing erection. He let out a loud moan as he felt the wet heat surround him. "Does that feel good? Pretend it's my mouth, baby. Pretend it's my lips wrapped around you... taking you in... my tongue...swirling all around the head." Michael's and David's breath both grew heavy as one described the actions and the other one followed with his hand. David began pumping his fist, eager to find the release he'd been waiting for. Hence he whimpered when he heard Michael say, "Wait, baby. Wait. Not yet. I'm not done with you."
"Mike..." David took deep breathes as he stilled his hand, using all the self control he had in him.
"Do you have that present I got you at the end of the tour? For when you miss me?" Michael asked, mischief in his voice.
"It's... it's in the drawer." David replied with a matching mischevious smile on his face. "I'll get it." He rolled over opening the drawer of his nightstand and pulling out the vibrator Michael had gotten for him along with a bottle of lube. "Alright, I'm ready." David says with a hidden excitement in his voice.
"Good boy. Now put your phone on speaker and lay it next to your head, 'cause you're gonna need both hands for this." David pressed the button on his phone and laid it next to his head, his left hand still gently stroking his erection. "Now I'd get my fingers nice and slick so I could slide one into you... make you moan my name." David followed Michael's voice once again, slicking his own fingers and sliding just one into himself at first, adding another, and then another. He pumped three fingers in and out of himself as he let out a deep, breathy "Michael."
"Are you ready, my love?"
"Yes, Mikey. Yes, please!"
"Alright...shh, baby. It's okay. I'm gonna slide inside you now. It's gonna feel so good." David quickly slicked the vibrator with lube and gently began to press it into himself, whimpering slightly at the feel of it. "Oh yeah... that's me baby. Just imagine that's me inside that perfectly tight ass of yours. Sliding in, inch by inch, filling you." David continued to slide the vibrator farther into his ass, picturing Michael above him, thinking about the way he would brush the hair of David's forehead so he could hee his face wehn he came. He wanted so badly for Michael to see him right now. He was, at least going to make sure he heard him.
"Oh Mike, baby... you feel so good. Fuck, I love you."
Michael smiled at his boyfriend's words. He closed his eyes and pictured how gorgeous he must look at this moment. "I love you too, Dave. I wanna slide in and out of you... pound into you... so hard. Make you mine." David reached down to trun the vibrator on, feeling the pulsations run through his body. He pounded it hard and deep into his ass, hitting his sweet spot dead on and crying out.
"Oh YES! Fuck...Michael...baby!" He wrapped his free hand around his cock once again, pumping it fiercely, desperate for release at this point.
"Cum for me my sweet little Davey. Cum for your Mikeyroo."
David felt himself hit his prostate once again and that combined with Michael's words sent him spiraling over the edge. He let out a stream of obscenities mixed with a chant of Michael's name as he felt his own cum covering his stomach. He pulled the vibrator out and let it fall on the bed, his head turning and his eyes falling the phone that laid next to him. Before he could say anything he heard Michael's voice, complete with snark. "Feel good, baby?"
David chuckled and shook his head slightly. "Yeah, you could say that." David reached down and grabbed the underwear he'd been wearing earlier to wipe himself off. He had plenty anyway. He brought the phone back to his ear. "Thanks...thank you."
"Anytime, love." Michael let a few moments pass by so David could compose himself before he spoke again. "Davey?"
"Mmm... yeah baby?"
"I know you're tired. But you can do one more thing for me?"
"Anything for you."
"Can you come answer the door?"
"What?"
"Just do it." Michael chuckled.
David jumped out of bed, throwing a pair of jeans on and running to the front door, passing Neal and Andy on the way. "Where are you off to in such a hurry?" Andy called out, but was completely ignored as David sprinted for the front door. He pulled open to find the best birthday present he could've asked for. Michael.
"Hey baby." Michael said casually, a grin on his face.
"Oh god!" David ran to him, jumping into his arms and wrapping his legs around his waist. "You're here. You're really here. I missed you so much."
"I'm here Dave. God, I missed you too." Michael held tight to David, burying his face into his neck. Once David's feet were planted firmly on the ground once again Michael pulled out his other surprise. "And... I brought you a present." He stepped back out onto the porch to grab a box and handed it to David. "Happy birthday!" Michael wiggled his eyebrows.
David tore into it, in no mood for manners. He looked into the box and than up at his boyfriend. "Michael." was all he said, with a laugh.
"What do you say we go give 'em a try?"
"Hmm... I don't know babe. I'm kinda worn out now." David teased.
"Yeah well... too bad." Michael laughed. "Because you are going to be dealing with this raging hard on I have from doing what I just did for you."
"Well... when you put it that way..." David grabbed Michael by the hand led him to his bedroom, carrying his brand new, shiny handcuffs.