The Yearly 365 Challenge
(101) Word: Stocking
"What are you smirking about?" He asked looking at his lover in the mirror. He straightened his tie.
"Was I smirking?" The blonde man asked.
Hazel eyes rolled as he let his tie. "You know very well that you are smirking Mr. Chic Cooper."
"I was thinking about last night; and early this morning." Chic moved to stand just behind his slightly younger lover. He wrapped his arms around the slim waist and pulled his beloved against his chest. "Do you really have to go to work today?" He tucked his head on his lover's shoulder.
"One of us has too." Kevin tried to keep his tone cool and collected. But he was fast losing it with Chic's hot breath against his skin. "Chic …." He moaned.
"Stocking." Chic breathed in his lover's ear.
"You don't play fair Mr. Chic Cooper." Kevin groaned as his eyes drifted close.
"Why should I Mr. Kevin Keller-Cooper." Chic husked as he turned his husband's face so he could capture his mouth with his own.
Kevin turned in his husband's arms and deepened the kiss. He pulled away as he ended the kiss. "I"ll be home for dinner."
Chic sighed as he looked at his husband with puppy dog eyes.
Kevin sighed as he stepped closer to his husband. Reaching up to lightly run his fingers through his husband's hair. "You know that I need to go into the office today Chic. After all it's my last day. I am handing the company over to our son after all."
Chic nodded. "Then you can finally retire and be home with me all day." He reached up and gently combed Kevin's gray hair back in order.