From that time Lily made sure that he and Ted weren't left alone together even for five minutes. It wouldn't bother him actually, if only Lily wouldn't kick him under the table evey time he tried to pick up his friend. She stopped eventually, when, instead of kicking Barney, she kicked Ted once.
And that went for a month.
When it happened, Marshall just dragged Lily upstairs, telling them he needed a reward for becoming a lawyer. Lily tried to protest, but gave in later. It left him, Ted and Robin. Barney noticed there really was some tension left between those two. Soon, she told them she had to work and left too.
Barney knew that it's his only chance to try. He went to Carl and ordered a few more drinks.
"Oh, I thought they will never leave." Said Ted, when he came back.
"What do you mean?"
"Please, you think I haven't noticed anything? Lily's strange behaviour, and the fact that you stopped telling us, or at least me, stories of how'd you got laid lately." Mosby leaned to whisper into his ear. "And I missed those stories." Barney could heel his lips on his throat. "I like all of the images they create in my mind. But, strangely, it's not the chick I'm seeing with you - it's me..." Those lips which had been on his neck and jaw just a second earlier then found his own. The kiss was brief but passionate and Barney was very thankful, that for a change they sat in a booth which was darker than the others. But they're still in the pub, and it's not right. He wanted it so bad and this month seemed like whole eternity...
So he didn't respond to the kiss and gave Ted time to realise something is wrong. It didn't take him so long.
"Oh no. I fucked up, like I always do. I just thought that you... that I... Barney, I'm so sorry."
He knew that it was a sign from the universe - the last chance to back off, to see thing reasonably.
"It's not that. Just... We're still at MacLaren's and I would really like to somewhere else right now." He saw Ted's eyes brightening, causing himself to smile shyly.
"So, let's go there."
The trip to Barney's apartment wasn't even awkward. As soon as they got into the yellow car, he couldn't keep his hands off Mosby. Barney immediately pushed him into the the seating, kissing him desperately. Not that Ted seemed to have anything against it. After all those were his hands that loosened Stinson's tie, his fingers that unbuttoned his shirt.
It was too much. Suddenly Barney thought that if he won't get a grip on himself, if only for a second, right now, he's going to lose control and fuck Ted right on the back seat of that cab. But the car finally stopped and then Ted was out, giving him that warm smile of his.
Why the hell did they always had to end up in Ranjit's cab? He realised who drove them home while he was paying him. The older man just winked at Barney. He didn't know what he meant by that. But he's going to think about that later. Right then he had Ted to... take care off.
Usually, the elevator trip was a time for a furious make out, but since they've done that in the cab, Barney stood on the other side of the small room and just stared at Ted. His mind started to drift to some unknown places. He wondered what was he doing - lusting after his friend, trying to get him out of those clothes... What the fuck was he trying to achieve? Did it mean that he would have to stick with Ted until the architect got bored?
"So, are we going to tell the others?" He asked, surprising even himself.
"Nah. No-one has to know that we shared a one night thing. It's not going to change or mean anything." Barney blamed the sudden sting of pain to be an effect of that kind of words coming from HIS BEST FRIEND.
Before he could react on his present feelings, the elevator stopped and once again Ted's lips were on his, hands searching his pockets for keys and while Ted was unlocking the door, Barney had the time to take Mosby's coat and shirt off, but sadly it left Ted with a T-shirt still on.
He never thought that Ted would be so very... Well, there wasn't another word for it - he never even suspected that Mosby would be so much dominant. He partically dragged Barney into the apartment and slammed him against the previously closed doors. He lost his tie and suit jacket at last. Then, Ted's mouth started to explore his chest. For a second he wondered if he really meant that kind of exploring while talking with Lily, but before he could decide Mosby reached his nipple and sucked slightly.
Barney forced him into a bruising kiss. After all he had been waiting for this to happen, he seduced Ted, he needed this one night encounter to go back to his previous lifestyle. He started to lead Ted towards his couch. Mosby just laughed when he landed on it with barneys weight on him, but started to roam his hands over his chest once again and then pulled down his zipper, groping Barney's cock instantly.
"Uhhhh, we have to slow dow a little bit, unless we're not going to make it to the bedroom." Groaned Stinson, burying his head in Ted's neck, who used the other hand to get rid off his shirt.
"And who said that I want to make it to the bedroom?" Came the reply, and then Barney was on his back, with Ted between his legs, grinding constantly, kissing, licking and biting his neck, his hands lowering his pants and underwear, and all he could do was kicking his shoes and socks off.
"I always thought that you'd be the top type..." How the fuck did Ted manage to be so calm? Barney couldn't even create a whole sentence. He could just moan in response, as Mosby's hand returned and started to stroke him. "You know with all of your stories and all of your encounters... And, just out of pure curiosity, I have to ask," his lips started to ghost over his neck just like earlier in the pub. "Have you ever done it with another guy?" And then Ted's hand left his cock and came to rest on his chest just like the other one.
"Well, I... No, not all the way." He really wanted Ted to move those lips higher... or lower, just anywhere.
"What do you mean?"
"I haven't fucked any guy and any of them never had a chance to fuck me..." He could not allow to let Ted be on his couch practically fully dressed, so he took his t-shirt off.
"And why not?" Barney thought that those questions were a special time for him to show Ted he was awesome in this. So he pinned Ted to the cushions once again and started a little exploring for himself. He felt really smug, when he heard a shallow gasp Ted's let out, when he bit his chest lightly and has licking lower. Just before a waistband of his jeans Stinson realised that Ted asked him a question.
"There was one thing that always went wrong between me and them." He slowly undid the only button of Ted's pants. "But that won't happen this time." He winked at Mosby, while taking his trousers off.
"And what made you so sure?" That made Barney stop just an inch before those so tempting lips.
"Because it is you."
He was sure that Ted didn't understand him, hell - even he didn't understand that, but Ted must have taken it for some kind of a complement because he started to kiss him more heatedly, making all of the noises he'd been imagining and dying to hear for such a long time.
They've almost fell down when Ted tried to put his legs around Barney's waist.
"You sure that you don't want to move to the bedroom? It might be a little bit comfier than this." He said between to kisses.
"Maybe you're right. Yeah, let's go."
Neither of them wasn't sure how did they managed to go to the bedroom so fast, but one moment Barney was letting Ted go, to get up and the next he was on his bed with his friend on top of him, searching for lube in his drawers.
"So, how are we gonna..?" He knew that he should consider it, but Ted was sucking the pulse-point on his neck and he wanted Ted to show him everything, to know what's Ted like, and what did he like.
"Fuck me," Mosby once again gave him that warm smile and lowered himself to have a better access to both his neck and his lower regions. Barney closed his eyes in order to prepare himself to what was going to happen. But the first finger wasn't so difficult to get used to. With the two Ted reached his prostate, earning himself a very arousing moan and a long kiss. The third one made Barney forget everything; he wanted Ted to carry on and stay in this moment at the same time. He didn't actually know what it was like for Mosby 'cause he closed his eyes when he felt the first finger getting in.
Then Ted's finger were gone and - finally - his cock entered him. Barney shivered at the sensation of Ted's low moan muffled against his collar bone. It took him a second to withdraw and then thrust back in rather forcefully. Stinson screamed.
"You ok?" Asked Ted, moving his hips backwards again.
"Yes, god yes." Barney started to suck at his neck, kissing him once in a while.
But then their movements got more erratic, Barney couldn't do anything else than just put his arms around Ted's neck, making such a strange noises in the back of his throat, every time Ted'd hit that particular spot. He just once again let Mosby take care of everything, let himself drown in all of Ted's words, words which had more to to with their friendship, then with sex, but which, strangely, seemed to get them both closer and closer to the edge.
Ted started to stroke him once again, moaning constantly into Barney's mouth. It didn't took them both long to come, with Barney screaming Ted's name in the way, that, he was sure, woke up that cute married couple with two little kids living next door. But they were used to it, maybe not exactly to that, but close enough to not care.
When they kissed once again it was a little bit different - softer and more subtly than any previous kiss. Stinson even started to wonder, if he could make Ted stay for a bit longer... And maybe not for just a bit. He quickly banished those thoughts and let himself fall asleep against that warm body, with those comforting hands, caressing him gently.
