FIC: Happy Birthday,Christian (1/1)
Title: Happy Birthday, Christian
Author: Cassie Morgan (badfalcon)
Categories: Steve Carlson/Christian Kane, PWP, mild bondage
Rating: NC-17
Thanks to: You, for reading. bellasianna as ever, for the beta, handholding and encouragement!
Disclaimer: Steve Carlson & Christian Kane are real people, and the events in this story are just that - fictional, figments of my sick and twisted imagination. Hell, call it a fantasy if it makes you feel better. Whatever. No rumours should be started in regards to any events in these works of fiction. This story is written purely for entertainment purposes and no money is being made out of it
Notes: Written for the Christian’s birthday challenge at letsgetripped
Summary: Steve gets Christian a very special present for his birthday. And like all good presents it comes wrapped in a ribbon and a bow.
Christian woke with a gasp; Steve was kissing him and stroking his cock, hand inside his boxers. He wrapped his arms around his lover, pulling him closer, his lips pliant beneath Steve's.
Steve smiled, running his tongue over Christian's lips before pulling back, running the backs of his fingers down Christian's cheek. "Morning."
"Hey," Christian returned the smile with a yawn. "I could get used to being woken up like that."
A faint blush crept over Steve's cheeks as he lay on his side next to Christian, fingers trailing over his chest. The blush faded, replaced by a slow grin, lips placing a kiss on one nipple. "Happy Birthday, baby." Steve rolled onto his back and folded his hands behind his head, his grin turning cheeky as he watched Christian's reaction.
Christian's eyes roamed appreciatively over Steve's naked body. Mostly naked, he amended, trying not to laugh at the red ribbon and bow tied around Steve's half-hard cock. "Is this my present?" He asked running one finger along the underside of Steve's cock. A whimper and a nod was his only reply. "I wonder what it is," he mused; leaning forward to kiss Steve, tongue pushing past his lips. Steve groaned, shifting position to wrap his arms around Christian, their cocks rubbing against each other as he moved. "And what do I get to do with my present?" Christian mused aloud, somewhat breathlessly. He ran his finger down Steve's stomach and around his belly button, chuckling when Steve jerked beneath him.
"Anything you like." Steve smiled, wriggling against Christian, pulling him down for another kiss.
Christian quirked an eyebrow. "Anything?" he repeated. "Absolutely anything?" He grinned. "I like the sound of that," he decided, pulling the cotton belt from the bathrobe that was on the floor beside the bed. He dangled the material along Steve's stomach, trailing it up over his chest. Steve laughed throatily, his eyes widening when he saw what Christian had in his hands. Meeting Christian's eyes, he nodded once, almost imperceptibly. Christian grinned, pulled Steve's hands from behind his head and wrapped the belt around his wrists, tying the other end to the headboard securely.
Steve tugged lightly against his restraints, whimpering softly. He felt himself grow even harder, his breath quickening. "Oh fuck, Chris..." He trailed off as Christian leaned over him, taking something out of the bedside locker. Christian showed him the blindfold and Steve groaned as Christian slipped it over his head.
"How's that?" Christian asked, leaning over and kissing Steve but pulling away before he could deepen the kiss. He laughed at Steve's mewl of need and the way he rolled his hips up. "Got a few more surprises for you yet, Steve," he told him, standing up off the bed.
Steve licked his lips in anticipation, head cocking to the side as he tried to hear what Christian was doing. Drawers slid open and closed, a suitcase was unzipped and then the bed dipped as Christian sat back down again.
"Spread your legs." He instructed, grinning broadly when Steve complied. Christian shifted, settling down between Steve's legs. He ran his hands along Steve's thighs, the muscles twitching under his touch. Steve moaned and Christian felt himself hardening at the sound. He covered two of his fingers with lube, sliding them slowly into Steve.
Steve gasped, arching up into the sensation, hands clutching at the material around his wrists. Christian teased him with his fingers long enough to loosen him up, before pulling out and lubing up a dildo. The cool plastic against his fevered skin made him cry out, throwing his head back against the pillow.
"I... Christ... Wha...?"
Christian kissed him quiet. "You'll see," he told him. He slid the dildo all the way in, and pulled it out again, repeating the action until Steve was writhing on the bed, arching his hips up. Although Steve couldn't see, Christian grinned as he flipped a switch on the bottom of the dildo and it started vibrating gently. Steve swore and Christian increased the power of the vibrations. He moved the dildo slightly, positioning it so that it rested against Steve's prostate, the vibrations driving him crazy.
Panting heavily, Steve pumped his hips rapidly, desperately slamming back down on the dildo. He was gonna come, he could feel it boiling in this stomach, racing through his veins. He was so close, so close, so...
"No!" Christian chuckled, and pulled the dildo out, turning it off. He slid it back into Steve, but not deep enough to bring him off.
He leaned over, kissing Steve hard. "Not yet. You're going to be begging me by the end of the morning," he promised, running his hands down Steve's sides, making him squirm and arch up against him. Christian moved to lie next to Steve on the bed, bringing the square box he’d retrieved from his suitcase with him.
Steve shook his head, scissoring his legs. He rocked his hips, trying to push himself back down on the dildo, but couldn't get enough stimulation. "Chris, please..." he moaned, tugging on his bonds, but not hard enough to free himself.
A sharp smack to the inside of one thigh stopped him straight away. Christian's fingers slid around the dildo and he wiggled it gently. "Stay still or this comes out. Be a good boy." Steve whimpered once but forced himself to lie still and wait for Christian. "I think you're going to enjoy this," Christian told him, dipping his fingers into a pot of chocolate sauce. He pressed his finger against Steve's lips, a shudder running through him as Steve's tongue darted out, swirling around the digit and licking the sauce off.
"Hmm... Chocolate," Steve licked along the length of Christian's fingers, sucking them gently into his mouth.
Christian groaned, his eyes sliding closed and his arousal growing as Steve's skilful tongue worked his finger. "Steve..." He forced himself to pull away, biting down on his lip to stifle his whimper of loss. Taking a deep breath, he pulled a wheel out of the box and placed it on Steve's stomach.
"Cold!" Steve gasped and reflexively jerked away. Christian apologised and rubbed the skin around the board, smiling as Steve relaxed with a gentle 'hmm'
"This," Christian explained, "is called 'The Wheel Of Fantasy. I spin this arrow here," he spun the arrow to demonstrate despite the fact that Steve couldn't see. Steve laughed as the board rocked, tickling him. "And wherever it lands, is where the chocolate sauce goes."
Steve raised an eyebrow, lips quirking up in amusement. “Oh, really?”
Grinning at Steve’s reaction, Christian spun the arrow, eyes following its progress around the board. His grin grew as it slowed, finally stopping on 'lips'. He dipped his fingers into the chocolate again, rubbing the sauce over Steve's full lips. He bent his head down to Steve's, licking the chocolate off before his tongue slid past Steve's lips and plundered his mouth, sharing the taste.
Steve whimpered, resisting the urge to pull free of his bonds and wrap his arms around his lover, pulling him close and never letting him go.
Without breaking the kiss, Christian moved from his place next to Steve to straddle his lover's hips, leaning against him, the board digging into them both. "Let's see where it goes next." Christian was breathing hard as he spun the wheel one more time. He laughed aloud as it came to stop on 'breasts.'
"It says 'breasts'," Christian told Steve. "But since you don't have any of those, I guess these will have to do." He reached up, flicking Steve's tight nipples with his fingers. Taking a rough-bristled paintbrush from the box, he dipped it into the tub, coating Steve's hard nipples with the chocolate. Steve gasped at the twin sensations from the cool chocolate and the coarse bristles of the brush. His hands twisted in his bonds, chest arching.
"Chris... Oh fuck, Christian!" he breathed as Christian bent down, licking the chocolate off, teasing the hard nubs with his tongue. He bit down gently on each nipple, soothing the bite with his tongue. Steve cried out, feet scrabbling against the sheet as he tried to push the dildo further in. "Chris, please don't tease. I can't... I need, please... Please!"
Christian chuckled breathlessly, his cock brushing teasingly against Steve's as he sat back down again. "Don't tease?" He echoed, laughing. "You wake me up wearing only this bow." He tugged the bow gently. "And you expect me not to tease." He ran his fingers down Steve's jaw, kissing him softly on the lips, tongue flickering out to remove a slither of chocolate from the corner of his mouth. "I'm not done with you yet. You're just going to have to 'suffer' a little while longer. It's not as though you're not enjoying it. We both know you can free yourself with one hard tug, but you're not are you, Steve? You're enjoying the struggle far too much."
Steve whimpered and Christian spun the wheel once more, his grin growing wider as the arrow pointed proudly at 'cock.' Christian settled back down between Steve's spread legs, untying the bow and rolling the ribbon down the length of Steve’s cock; grinning at the way Steve continued to whimper and arch up against the touch. Dipping the brush back into the chocolate, Christian slowly painted Steve’s erection in long strokes from the base to the head. The first time the brush touched his cock, Steve squealed, thrusting his hips up hard. By the time Christian had completely layered him with the sauce, He was thrashing his head from side to side, writhing on the bed, begging Christian to make him come. A thin layer of sweat glistened on his chest and he was panting heavily.
"You look good enough to eat." Christian was breathing hard as he reached down; pushing the dildo fully in, Steve's groans reaching his ears. "If this falls out, I'm not putting it back in," was all he had to say as he flipped the switch, turning the vibrator on.
Steve cried out, his back arching as the vibrator set to work on him. He rapidly pistoned his hips; his whole body as tense as a coiled spring with the pleasure coursing through his body.
Christian dipped his head down, licking up some of the sauce that had dripped down onto Steve's thighs. "Oh, and there's one more thing." He looked back up at Steve. "You're not allowed to come until I say you can."
Steve sobbed, shaking his head from side to side, his hands clenching at the rope tethering him to the headboard. He never could decide if he loved or hated Christian for teasing him. He sucked in a deep breath through his nose, forcing himself to calm down and relax. Or at least try to. Still panting heavily, he lay mostly still on the bed, unable to stop his hips rocking to the vibrations of the dildo. His chest was heaving, sweat glistening on his body from the effort of staying still; to Christian, he'd never looked better.
Christian groaned, a wave of arousal hitting him as he watched Steve's struggles. Bending down again he sucked the chocolate off Steve's balls, taking each one gently into his mouth and cleaning the sauce off them, his hands holding Steve's hips down against the bed.
Steve's protests and moans grew louder as Christian moved from his balls to his cock, licking in slow strokes from the base upward but never touching the head. Steve was trying to buck up into his mouth but Christian held him tight against the bed, nearly dislodged more than once by Steve's efforts.
Christian rocked back on his heels, catching his breath, unable to tear his eyes from Steve who was shuddering on the bed. He'd licked all the chocolate from Steve's cock, except the bit left on the head that was mixing with the pooling pre-come. Learning forward once more, he sucked the head into his mouth, tongue swirling around, removing the chocolate.
"You taste good." Christian plunged his tongue into Steve's mouth in a brutal kiss. "But I bet I know something that'll be even better." Christian's fingers curled around the vibrator and he pulled it all the way out before slowly sliding it back in again.
"Christian, please... I can't..." Steve was panting hard, hips slamming back down to meet the vibrator, tremors wracking his frame as he struggled to contain the orgasm he felt building. Christian kept fucking him with the toy, fingers soothing the quivering muscles along Steve's thigh. Steve tensed, his back bending into a tight bow off the bed. "Oh fuck, Christian. Stop, please... Just..." He groaned, feeling Christian's tongue flickering along his thigh, hot breath tormenting his already flaming skin. "Just fuck me already!"
Christian stopped what he was doing and glanced up at Steve. "Well," he conceded, "Since you asked so nicely..." He pulled the vibrator out and slid his cock in its place, not giving Steve chance to adjust before he started fucking him with a fierce rhythm. His fingers tangled in Steve's hair, pinning his head to the bed as Christian fucked his lover's mouth with his tongue.
Steve's orgasm hit him hard, wave after wave of pleasure sparking and crashing through him as he screamed into the kiss, Christian coming almost at the same time. Steve's eyes rolled back in his head under the blindfold and he slumped down on the bed, completely exhausted.
When he opened his eyes a few moments later, he was sitting up, back to Christian's chest, nestled in his lovers' arms. He blinked against the harsh light of the room, a sated grin spreading across his face. His ass was gonna hurt for days after the pounding it had just taken but it was definitely worth it. His grin grew and he lifted Christian's hand to his lips, pressing a kiss to the pulse point on the inside his wrist.
"Happy birthday, Christian," he mumbled. “Love you.”
"Love you too." Christian replied nibbling gently on Steve's earlobe, making the younger man squirm slightly in his lap. "I get the feeling you enjoyed that," he commented dryly.
Steve laughed, twisting around to face Christian. "What makes you say that?" He asked kissing him.
Christian grinned back at him, running his fingers down Steve's cheek. "Just a feeling." Steve kissed Christian's fingers, his head dropping down on Christian's shoulder. "You're not worn out are you?"
"For some strange reason, yeah I am."
"You're getting old!" Christian teased. Steve lifted his head up and stuck his tongue out at Christian.
Steve chuckled. “You’re the one who’s getting old,” he reminded Christian, snatching the jar of chocolate sauce and dipping his finger inside, running it down Christian's nose, leaving a chocolate smear.
Christian laughed and ruffled Steve's hair, kissing him gently on the lips, before wiping the chocolate sauce off his nose.
Leaning back down against Christian, Steve laughed softly, twining his arms tightly around him. "S'nice," Steve muttered, nuzzling Christian's neck.
Christian glanced over at the clock then reached out and flicked the light switch off, wrapping his arms around Steve. "Go back to sleep, baby. We don't have to be anywhere for hours yet."
Christian grinned as he felt the singer's breathing even out, sleep claiming him. Nothing to do for hours, Christian amended silently, and still at least half of the chocolate left.
~El Fin~
Author: Cassie Morgan (badfalcon)
Categories: Steve Carlson/Christian Kane, PWP, mild bondage
Rating: NC-17
Thanks to: You, for reading. bellasianna as ever, for the beta, handholding and encouragement!
Disclaimer: Steve Carlson & Christian Kane are real people, and the events in this story are just that - fictional, figments of my sick and twisted imagination. Hell, call it a fantasy if it makes you feel better. Whatever. No rumours should be started in regards to any events in these works of fiction. This story is written purely for entertainment purposes and no money is being made out of it
Notes: Written for the Christian’s birthday challenge at letsgetripped
Summary: Steve gets Christian a very special present for his birthday. And like all good presents it comes wrapped in a ribbon and a bow.
Christian woke with a gasp; Steve was kissing him and stroking his cock, hand inside his boxers. He wrapped his arms around his lover, pulling him closer, his lips pliant beneath Steve's.
Steve smiled, running his tongue over Christian's lips before pulling back, running the backs of his fingers down Christian's cheek. "Morning."
"Hey," Christian returned the smile with a yawn. "I could get used to being woken up like that."
A faint blush crept over Steve's cheeks as he lay on his side next to Christian, fingers trailing over his chest. The blush faded, replaced by a slow grin, lips placing a kiss on one nipple. "Happy Birthday, baby." Steve rolled onto his back and folded his hands behind his head, his grin turning cheeky as he watched Christian's reaction.
Christian's eyes roamed appreciatively over Steve's naked body. Mostly naked, he amended, trying not to laugh at the red ribbon and bow tied around Steve's half-hard cock. "Is this my present?" He asked running one finger along the underside of Steve's cock. A whimper and a nod was his only reply. "I wonder what it is," he mused; leaning forward to kiss Steve, tongue pushing past his lips. Steve groaned, shifting position to wrap his arms around Christian, their cocks rubbing against each other as he moved. "And what do I get to do with my present?" Christian mused aloud, somewhat breathlessly. He ran his finger down Steve's stomach and around his belly button, chuckling when Steve jerked beneath him.
"Anything you like." Steve smiled, wriggling against Christian, pulling him down for another kiss.
Christian quirked an eyebrow. "Anything?" he repeated. "Absolutely anything?" He grinned. "I like the sound of that," he decided, pulling the cotton belt from the bathrobe that was on the floor beside the bed. He dangled the material along Steve's stomach, trailing it up over his chest. Steve laughed throatily, his eyes widening when he saw what Christian had in his hands. Meeting Christian's eyes, he nodded once, almost imperceptibly. Christian grinned, pulled Steve's hands from behind his head and wrapped the belt around his wrists, tying the other end to the headboard securely.
Steve tugged lightly against his restraints, whimpering softly. He felt himself grow even harder, his breath quickening. "Oh fuck, Chris..." He trailed off as Christian leaned over him, taking something out of the bedside locker. Christian showed him the blindfold and Steve groaned as Christian slipped it over his head.
"How's that?" Christian asked, leaning over and kissing Steve but pulling away before he could deepen the kiss. He laughed at Steve's mewl of need and the way he rolled his hips up. "Got a few more surprises for you yet, Steve," he told him, standing up off the bed.
Steve licked his lips in anticipation, head cocking to the side as he tried to hear what Christian was doing. Drawers slid open and closed, a suitcase was unzipped and then the bed dipped as Christian sat back down again.
"Spread your legs." He instructed, grinning broadly when Steve complied. Christian shifted, settling down between Steve's legs. He ran his hands along Steve's thighs, the muscles twitching under his touch. Steve moaned and Christian felt himself hardening at the sound. He covered two of his fingers with lube, sliding them slowly into Steve.
Steve gasped, arching up into the sensation, hands clutching at the material around his wrists. Christian teased him with his fingers long enough to loosen him up, before pulling out and lubing up a dildo. The cool plastic against his fevered skin made him cry out, throwing his head back against the pillow.
"I... Christ... Wha...?"
Christian kissed him quiet. "You'll see," he told him. He slid the dildo all the way in, and pulled it out again, repeating the action until Steve was writhing on the bed, arching his hips up. Although Steve couldn't see, Christian grinned as he flipped a switch on the bottom of the dildo and it started vibrating gently. Steve swore and Christian increased the power of the vibrations. He moved the dildo slightly, positioning it so that it rested against Steve's prostate, the vibrations driving him crazy.
Panting heavily, Steve pumped his hips rapidly, desperately slamming back down on the dildo. He was gonna come, he could feel it boiling in this stomach, racing through his veins. He was so close, so close, so...
"No!" Christian chuckled, and pulled the dildo out, turning it off. He slid it back into Steve, but not deep enough to bring him off.
He leaned over, kissing Steve hard. "Not yet. You're going to be begging me by the end of the morning," he promised, running his hands down Steve's sides, making him squirm and arch up against him. Christian moved to lie next to Steve on the bed, bringing the square box he’d retrieved from his suitcase with him.
Steve shook his head, scissoring his legs. He rocked his hips, trying to push himself back down on the dildo, but couldn't get enough stimulation. "Chris, please..." he moaned, tugging on his bonds, but not hard enough to free himself.
A sharp smack to the inside of one thigh stopped him straight away. Christian's fingers slid around the dildo and he wiggled it gently. "Stay still or this comes out. Be a good boy." Steve whimpered once but forced himself to lie still and wait for Christian. "I think you're going to enjoy this," Christian told him, dipping his fingers into a pot of chocolate sauce. He pressed his finger against Steve's lips, a shudder running through him as Steve's tongue darted out, swirling around the digit and licking the sauce off.
"Hmm... Chocolate," Steve licked along the length of Christian's fingers, sucking them gently into his mouth.
Christian groaned, his eyes sliding closed and his arousal growing as Steve's skilful tongue worked his finger. "Steve..." He forced himself to pull away, biting down on his lip to stifle his whimper of loss. Taking a deep breath, he pulled a wheel out of the box and placed it on Steve's stomach.
"Cold!" Steve gasped and reflexively jerked away. Christian apologised and rubbed the skin around the board, smiling as Steve relaxed with a gentle 'hmm'
"This," Christian explained, "is called 'The Wheel Of Fantasy. I spin this arrow here," he spun the arrow to demonstrate despite the fact that Steve couldn't see. Steve laughed as the board rocked, tickling him. "And wherever it lands, is where the chocolate sauce goes."
Steve raised an eyebrow, lips quirking up in amusement. “Oh, really?”
Grinning at Steve’s reaction, Christian spun the arrow, eyes following its progress around the board. His grin grew as it slowed, finally stopping on 'lips'. He dipped his fingers into the chocolate again, rubbing the sauce over Steve's full lips. He bent his head down to Steve's, licking the chocolate off before his tongue slid past Steve's lips and plundered his mouth, sharing the taste.
Steve whimpered, resisting the urge to pull free of his bonds and wrap his arms around his lover, pulling him close and never letting him go.
Without breaking the kiss, Christian moved from his place next to Steve to straddle his lover's hips, leaning against him, the board digging into them both. "Let's see where it goes next." Christian was breathing hard as he spun the wheel one more time. He laughed aloud as it came to stop on 'breasts.'
"It says 'breasts'," Christian told Steve. "But since you don't have any of those, I guess these will have to do." He reached up, flicking Steve's tight nipples with his fingers. Taking a rough-bristled paintbrush from the box, he dipped it into the tub, coating Steve's hard nipples with the chocolate. Steve gasped at the twin sensations from the cool chocolate and the coarse bristles of the brush. His hands twisted in his bonds, chest arching.
"Chris... Oh fuck, Christian!" he breathed as Christian bent down, licking the chocolate off, teasing the hard nubs with his tongue. He bit down gently on each nipple, soothing the bite with his tongue. Steve cried out, feet scrabbling against the sheet as he tried to push the dildo further in. "Chris, please don't tease. I can't... I need, please... Please!"
Christian chuckled breathlessly, his cock brushing teasingly against Steve's as he sat back down again. "Don't tease?" He echoed, laughing. "You wake me up wearing only this bow." He tugged the bow gently. "And you expect me not to tease." He ran his fingers down Steve's jaw, kissing him softly on the lips, tongue flickering out to remove a slither of chocolate from the corner of his mouth. "I'm not done with you yet. You're just going to have to 'suffer' a little while longer. It's not as though you're not enjoying it. We both know you can free yourself with one hard tug, but you're not are you, Steve? You're enjoying the struggle far too much."
Steve whimpered and Christian spun the wheel once more, his grin growing wider as the arrow pointed proudly at 'cock.' Christian settled back down between Steve's spread legs, untying the bow and rolling the ribbon down the length of Steve’s cock; grinning at the way Steve continued to whimper and arch up against the touch. Dipping the brush back into the chocolate, Christian slowly painted Steve’s erection in long strokes from the base to the head. The first time the brush touched his cock, Steve squealed, thrusting his hips up hard. By the time Christian had completely layered him with the sauce, He was thrashing his head from side to side, writhing on the bed, begging Christian to make him come. A thin layer of sweat glistened on his chest and he was panting heavily.
"You look good enough to eat." Christian was breathing hard as he reached down; pushing the dildo fully in, Steve's groans reaching his ears. "If this falls out, I'm not putting it back in," was all he had to say as he flipped the switch, turning the vibrator on.
Steve cried out, his back arching as the vibrator set to work on him. He rapidly pistoned his hips; his whole body as tense as a coiled spring with the pleasure coursing through his body.
Christian dipped his head down, licking up some of the sauce that had dripped down onto Steve's thighs. "Oh, and there's one more thing." He looked back up at Steve. "You're not allowed to come until I say you can."
Steve sobbed, shaking his head from side to side, his hands clenching at the rope tethering him to the headboard. He never could decide if he loved or hated Christian for teasing him. He sucked in a deep breath through his nose, forcing himself to calm down and relax. Or at least try to. Still panting heavily, he lay mostly still on the bed, unable to stop his hips rocking to the vibrations of the dildo. His chest was heaving, sweat glistening on his body from the effort of staying still; to Christian, he'd never looked better.
Christian groaned, a wave of arousal hitting him as he watched Steve's struggles. Bending down again he sucked the chocolate off Steve's balls, taking each one gently into his mouth and cleaning the sauce off them, his hands holding Steve's hips down against the bed.
Steve's protests and moans grew louder as Christian moved from his balls to his cock, licking in slow strokes from the base upward but never touching the head. Steve was trying to buck up into his mouth but Christian held him tight against the bed, nearly dislodged more than once by Steve's efforts.
Christian rocked back on his heels, catching his breath, unable to tear his eyes from Steve who was shuddering on the bed. He'd licked all the chocolate from Steve's cock, except the bit left on the head that was mixing with the pooling pre-come. Learning forward once more, he sucked the head into his mouth, tongue swirling around, removing the chocolate.
"You taste good." Christian plunged his tongue into Steve's mouth in a brutal kiss. "But I bet I know something that'll be even better." Christian's fingers curled around the vibrator and he pulled it all the way out before slowly sliding it back in again.
"Christian, please... I can't..." Steve was panting hard, hips slamming back down to meet the vibrator, tremors wracking his frame as he struggled to contain the orgasm he felt building. Christian kept fucking him with the toy, fingers soothing the quivering muscles along Steve's thigh. Steve tensed, his back bending into a tight bow off the bed. "Oh fuck, Christian. Stop, please... Just..." He groaned, feeling Christian's tongue flickering along his thigh, hot breath tormenting his already flaming skin. "Just fuck me already!"
Christian stopped what he was doing and glanced up at Steve. "Well," he conceded, "Since you asked so nicely..." He pulled the vibrator out and slid his cock in its place, not giving Steve chance to adjust before he started fucking him with a fierce rhythm. His fingers tangled in Steve's hair, pinning his head to the bed as Christian fucked his lover's mouth with his tongue.
Steve's orgasm hit him hard, wave after wave of pleasure sparking and crashing through him as he screamed into the kiss, Christian coming almost at the same time. Steve's eyes rolled back in his head under the blindfold and he slumped down on the bed, completely exhausted.
When he opened his eyes a few moments later, he was sitting up, back to Christian's chest, nestled in his lovers' arms. He blinked against the harsh light of the room, a sated grin spreading across his face. His ass was gonna hurt for days after the pounding it had just taken but it was definitely worth it. His grin grew and he lifted Christian's hand to his lips, pressing a kiss to the pulse point on the inside his wrist.
"Happy birthday, Christian," he mumbled. “Love you.”
"Love you too." Christian replied nibbling gently on Steve's earlobe, making the younger man squirm slightly in his lap. "I get the feeling you enjoyed that," he commented dryly.
Steve laughed, twisting around to face Christian. "What makes you say that?" He asked kissing him.
Christian grinned back at him, running his fingers down Steve's cheek. "Just a feeling." Steve kissed Christian's fingers, his head dropping down on Christian's shoulder. "You're not worn out are you?"
"For some strange reason, yeah I am."
"You're getting old!" Christian teased. Steve lifted his head up and stuck his tongue out at Christian.
Steve chuckled. “You’re the one who’s getting old,” he reminded Christian, snatching the jar of chocolate sauce and dipping his finger inside, running it down Christian's nose, leaving a chocolate smear.
Christian laughed and ruffled Steve's hair, kissing him gently on the lips, before wiping the chocolate sauce off his nose.
Leaning back down against Christian, Steve laughed softly, twining his arms tightly around him. "S'nice," Steve muttered, nuzzling Christian's neck.
Christian glanced over at the clock then reached out and flicked the light switch off, wrapping his arms around Steve. "Go back to sleep, baby. We don't have to be anywhere for hours yet."
Christian grinned as he felt the singer's breathing even out, sleep claiming him. Nothing to do for hours, Christian amended silently, and still at least half of the chocolate left.
~El Fin~