A/N - uumm this is just a tiny little slightly smutty interlude for chapter 4 of Life's Interruptions that popped into my head. Its not necessary to read that to get this. I was trying this thing where I didn't actually say names, but it would still be obvious who I was talkin bout.
Disclaimer - I don't actually own these lovely guys... If I did you'd know it, Trust me
Rated T for implications of sex and of F-word
The two men's nerves were high as they stumbled into the house. The day had been long and tiring and filled with adrenaline, which was still running through their veins. Their bodies slammed into the wall just inside the door. Somehow the taller one manages to get the alarm turned off, the door shut and locked and the alarm reset for the night. Shoes kicked off, a tie flying through the air, an over-shirt sent in the same direction. The shorter man fumbles with his partner's boots muttering about damn military men and their combat boots. The taller of the two chuckled before grabbing the smaller's legs and lifting him up, carrying him up to the first landing on the stairwell.
The two men crashed into the table sitting on the landing as hands roamed over each other's bodies, lips locked in a battle of dominance. "Don't carry me like I'm some girl," the smaller remarked. "It is not my fault that you are shorter than me, baby." The taller man hissed as his lip was bit harshly. The taller pulled his companion off the table, grabbed his hands and made his way up the stairs to the bedroom. The two continues their battle for dominance as they tried hand to rid each other of clothes without pulling apart. Buttons were undone and a dress shirt crumbled to the floor. The shorter pushed his mate's tee-shirt up, caressing the well-toned chest as he went, eliciting moans from the other.
They separated and the taller threw the shirt across the room before working on the pants of his partner. They managed to stumble over to the bed, where the taller shoved the smaller. He landed on the bed with a thud as his legs were hoisted into the air, his pants pulled off by the bottom of the legs. He sat up and unfastened his partner's pants before shoving them down, and scooting further back on the bed. The taller man crawled up the bed till he was hovering over his mate; slowly he lowered himself down till they were almost touching. "You are such a fucking tease," the smaller growled out before pulling the other down to rest on top of him, capturing those tempting lips. Hands roamed over each other's body, mapping the areas, until now, unexplored. The room was filled with moans, panting, groans and occasional swears. The two men striped their last barrier, preparing for another level of connection. The two men took their time, not wanting to rush this first time.
When it was done, words almost said hung in the air, words they knew the other meant but both weren't ready to say. The taller lay on his back with his shorter companion resting half on/half off the man's chest. They drifted the sleep, wondering how the other had become so important and when they had fallen so madly in love.