AN: There is a lot more fluff and sexiness in this chapter. I hope you enjoy.

When Miles woke up in the morning, he noticed that they had changed positions in the middle of the night, and now Phoenix was snuggled up behind him, his arm thrown over Miles's side, keeping him very warm. Phoenix stirred slightly and pulled Miles in closer. He felt Phoenix's morning wood pressing against his ass. He suddenly felt very awake but couldn't really move. He tried to shift forward but the grip around him tightened, pulling him back. He would have to think creatively. He wiggled his hips, causing some friction. Phoenix let out a sleepy moan and began to stir.

"Good morning, handsome," Phoenix greeted groggily.

"Good morning. Are you trying to hold me hostage?" he teased.

"Absolutely." Phoenix snuggled into him again, grinding against his ass, and began kissing his neck.

"At this rate, we'll never make it out of bed."

"I thought that was the whole idea." Phoenix returned to his neck but began sucking this time.

Miles felt his dick getting harder by the minute. "We could take a shower together."

"Oh, hell yeah!"

Miles chuckled at his exuberance, and Phoenix loosened his grip. Miles walked to the bathroom. He had never cared for the "toilet closet" style in the bathroom, but now he could see the value of it. Phoenix was waiting in the main area of the bathroom by the time Miles was done, making him even more thankful for the extra door as he washed his hands.

Phoenix took a turn with the toilet closet as Miles started the water for the shower. He grabbed two fluffy towels from the linen closet and set them on the counter. Phoenix emerged a second later and washed his hands. Miles wrapped his arms around Phoenix from behind. He understood now why Phoenix enjoyed the position so much. It was comforting and put him in a good position for teasing.

He latched onto the skin at the base of Phoenix's neck who tilted his head to allow Miles better access. He sucked at the flesh marking him as his own. Phoenix gave a gratifying sigh as Miles nibbled the sensitive spot. He pulled back slightly to see his work. A fresh red spot stood out boldly against Phoenix's creamy skin and seeing it was oddly arousing.

Miles tilted Phoenix's chin, angling his mouth so he could kiss him intensely. Phoenix's back rested easily into Miles shoulder, allowing him full control. His rapidly hardening cock was pressing against Phoenix's ass, and when he dwelled on the thought of that, it only increased his arousal. Miles reached around and grabbed Phoenix's cock. He was already erect when Miles began stroking him. Phoenix moaned into his mouth.

"Do you want to move to the shower?" Miles hummed into Phoenix's ear.

"Yes," he whimpered.

Miles found the dynamic of control very arousing. They entered the shower and immediately connected lips with ferocity, sucking and biting quickly followed. Miles shoved Phoenix roughly against the wall, only careful enough not to bang his head against the tile. Steam surrounded them fueling their desire as their mouths fused together. Miles grabbed one of Phoenix's legs and wrapped it around his waist. Phoenix made a surprised squeak which compelled Miles to look at his face. It had a lovely ruby hue, and his puffy lips and wide eyes made Miles crazy.

"Not to worry, love." Miles's voice was deep and filled with intensity.

Phoenix nodded, clearly trusting him. A tender feeling rushed over him, mixing with the eroticism. Miles brushed his thumb lovingly across his partner's cheek. Phoenix covered his hand with his own and brought it to his mouth. He slipped Miles's fingers past his lips sucking and coating the digits with saliva. Phoenix must have figured out what Miles was planning to do. He was thankful that he seemed to be onboard.

Phoenix released the fingers from his mouth and seemed to be trying to relax. Miles reached around Phoenix's leg, using his palm to help guide him between his cheeks, and probed the tight ring of muscles. Phoenix buried his head into Miles's shoulder. He sucked on Phoenix's neck while he massaged the opening. Phoenix made an ambiguous sound.

"Do you want me to stop?" Miles asked, worried.

"No." It was a strained response. "You can keep going," he clarified.

"Just tell me at any point if you do."

Phoenix looked back up at him. Miles couldn't quite determine the look that was there.

"Maybe try a different angle?"

Miles was relieved that Phoenix was communicating with him. He nodded and took a knee, lifting Phoenix's leg to his shoulder. Phoenix steadied himself using his other shoulder and the grab bar on the wall. He thought Phoenix might need a little distraction so he slipped the head of his cock into his mouth.

"Fuck," Pheonix let out with a puff. Clearly he hadn't expected Miles to do that.

Miles wrapped his hand around the rest of the shaft, and Phoenix rested his head against the back wall with his eyes shut. Miles took a quick second to spit on his fingers before continuing. He popped the dick back in his mouth and sucked lightly as he slid his free hand past Phoenix's balls reaching his target again. This time it was definitely a moan, and Miles mentally pumped his fist in the air. He pressed against the ring of muscles lightly as he continued to suck and swirl his tongue over Phoenix's cock. Slowly, Phoenix started to relax and Miles was able to slide in one finger. It was very tight, and Miles tried to move slowly and carefully.

"Breathe," he reminded his partner.

Phoenix took a deep breath in and out, his muscles relaxing slightly but still twitching.

"Good, just keep breathing for me."

Phoenix continued his slow, concentrated breaths. Miles slipped his finger out and used more spit before returning it. He was able to slide his finger in much more easily. He noticed that there was a spot inside that felt different. Based on his research, he assumed that it must be the prostate which was supposed to be pleasurable. Very gently he rubbed his finger across the spot. Phoenix hummed loudly.

"I'm not sure what you just did, but it felt really good," Phoenix sighed.

Miles repeated the gesture and was rewarded with a moan. He began thrusting his finger attempting to hit the spot with each thrust. Phoenix grunted with each touch. Miles recoated the fingers and returned, this time with two fingers. Once again he started slowly, but Phoenix seemed to adjust more easily this time, and Miles was able to hit that sensitive spot again.

As Miles pleasured him, Phoenix cried out, grunted, and made all sorts of other noises. Miles found it incredibly arousing. Unable to continue concentrating on three things at once, Miles focused his efforts on his hands, thrusting into Phoenix's ass with one and stroking his shaft with the other. He managed a rhythm where their movements were synchronized.

Phoenix's moans increased, getting louder and more frequent. Miles knew he was close. He tried to keep his rhythm steady. Phoenix's hand grasped Miles's shoulder tightly. Seeing him come undone was the sexiest thing Miles had ever witnessed. He wanted to watch it over and over again. Phoenix's noises had turned to shouts and soon after sticky white liquid shot out hitting Miles all over his neck and chest.

Miles pulled out his fingers and released his grip on Phoenix's cock. He also allowed his leg to slide off of his shoulder. Coming down from his high, Phoenix looked down at him. His face went bright red.

"I guess it's good we're in the shower." Phoenix held out his hand to help Miles back to his feet. "I need to wash you off after that."

They laughed together, and Miles gave him a sweet kiss. "Indeed you do."

Phoenix urged him back towards the water. It was pleasantly hot, and steam surrounded them. Phoenix wiped off Miles's chest and started to run his hands across his partner's pale skin. Miles let out a contented sigh. It was comforting and sensual.

He never realized how much he needed that type of intimate touch. He always thought that it was silly… no, that wasn't accurate. Thinking back, he realized he had suppressed himself because of von Karma. He never had to do that again. He pulled Phoenix into a tight embrace. Somehow he had gotten everything he ever needed and more. His past was behind him and his future, quite literally, was in front of him.

He loosened his grip and looked into Phoenix's eyes. They reflected all of the love that Miles felt in that moment. Didn't he owe it to him, and to himself, to display that love? He was usually quite private but this was something he didn't want to hide. He was tired of having to constantly self-censor everything.

"You seem to be deep in thought," Phoenix observed with a cute crooked grin.

"I was," Miles admitted.

"Do you want to share?"

"I've decided I want to go public about our relationship."

"Are-are you sure? I don't want you to feel pressured." Phoenix's tone was guarded, and Miles wasn't sure how to feel about that reaction.

"I don't feel pressured. Besides, isn't it what you want anyway?"

"I mean… it is…" Phoenix hesitated.

Now, Miles understood. This was just one more example of Phoenix putting his needs and desires over his own.

"You do realize that it's okay to tell me your preferences, don't you? You can still remain your infinitely kind self while also voicing your opinion."

Phoenix blushed. "I guess I'll have to work on that." A timid smirk returned. "You think I'm infinitely kind?"

"Of course, to a fault at times, but it's one of things I adore about you."

Phoenix beamed at him then drew him close again. He gave him a tender kiss and slid his hands down Miles's sides, resting them on his hips. When they separated Miles reached for the soap. The two took turns washing each other, stopping frequently to kiss and fondle. Miles really started to get worked up by the time they had finished their shower.

They went back to the bedroom with towels wrapped around their waists. Miles went toward his closet to decide on clothes, but Phoenix stopped him, grabbing his wrist and practically throwing him on the bed and following right after.

"You couldn't possibly think that I would let you get that riled up and not do something about it."

Miles blushed right before Phoenix caught him in a passionate kiss. Their bodies pressed together intimately. When their lips disconnected he saw desire burning in Phoenix's eyes. What was he planning? Miles quivered with anticipation.

"Miles?" Phoenix looked like he was uncertain and had formed a pink bloom across his cheeks.

"What is it?" Miles was starting to get a little nervous.

"Um, can I… I want to… Is it okay…" Phoenix rambled without actually asking anything.

"Just say it."

Phoenix gulped and took a deep breath. "Can I lick your ass?"

Miles was certain he was bright red, matching the hue his partner wore. "Um, sure? If you want to?"

Phoenix, with a little more resolve, replied, "I think I'm going to need an actual yes or no. I'm not going to force you."

"It's not something I had considered before so you caught me off guard. I'm willing to try it so I suppose that makes it a yes," he clarified.

Phoenix smiled and kissed him before urging him to get on all fours. Miles had no idea what to expect. He had an odd sort of nervousness mixed with the excitement of trying something new. He felt Phoenix position himself between his legs. His hands were cupping Miles's ass, gently massaging the cheeks. Using his finger, Phoenix brushed along the perineum and up to the anus. Miles's whole body shuddered. Anticipation swelled in him. Phoenix gave him a spank on one butt cheek causing Miles to yelp in surprise.

"You could have given me a warning," Miles chastised but there wasn't any anger behind it.

Phoenix laughed. "Sorry, heat of the moment and all."

He followed up with a kiss to the spot he had just smacked. Miles hummed at the gesture. Phoenix separated the cheeks, and Miles tried really hard not to feel self conscious by being on display. That concern quickly went away, though, as Phoenix swiped his tongue across the underside of his balls. Miles moaned loudly as his partner moved upward. Phoenix reached his target, swirling his tongue over the ring of muscle.

Miles felt himself tensing and tried to relax. The sensation wasn't unpleasant, in fact, it was pretty enjoyable when he stopped clenching. He didn't find it as directly stimulating but there was something very erotic about the thought of it. Phoenix, between his legs, licking him up and down, and all because he wanted to, not out of obligation. Yes, there was definitely something carnal about it.

Phoenix relocated one of his hands to Miles's balls, causing him to cry out, louder than he anticipated. It was as if his threshold of pleasure was much more sensitive than usual. He wanted to touch himself, to bring some relief to his aching cock. He instead stretched out his arm underneath himself and grabbed the hand fondling his balls and pulled it up toward his dick. Phoenix got the message and wrapped his hand around his erection, stroking rhythmically. Miles groaned at the combined feelings.

Phoenix shifted the hand that was on his ass and Miles felt a gentle pressure somewhere behind his balls. He screamed out at the sudden increase in pleasure. Miles knew he couldn't last much longer. He was becoming overwhelmed by all of his senses. It seemed like stars were forming in his line of vision. He growled as he climaxed, the orgasm jolting out of him.

Phoenix released him and he collapsed on his side, careful to avoid the spot on the sheets. Miles felt Phoenix lay down behind him and wrap his arms around him. He snuggled into him, allowing himself to just enjoy the comfort of touch from the man he loved.

"I don't think I've been hard this often since I was a teenager," Phoenix thought out loud, mildly amused.

"I don't think I ever have," Miles admitted.

"Wait, what?"

"Before you, sex just wasn't something I thought about much. Obviously, the body has natural urges so I would occasionally have to relieve myself, but I essentially ignored that part of myself."

"Whoa," Phoenix responded, astonished.

"Everything is different with you, though. I finally understand why everyone else always made such a big deal about it."

"Maybe you're just one of those people who needs that intimate connection to be interested in sex, and since you struggle to get close to people, it was difficult for you to attain that."

"That sounds much nicer than 'you're a prude'," Miles deflected.

"You're too hard on yourself."

Miles looked over his shoulder eyebrow raised at the accidental innuendo.

"Oh, you know what I mean. You need to be kinder to yourself," Phoenix reiterated.

"Does that mean that you will have to be hard on me instead?"

Phoenix laughed, "Wow, Miles, I didn't realize you could be so suggestive." Moving closer to Miles's ear he whispered gruffly, "I like it."

Miles felt a tingle run down his spine. He turned toward him and kissed him deeply.

"I think we should probably eat something before attempting to return to carnal activities. Are you hungry?"

"Starving," Phoenix agreed.

Seeing how late in the morning it was Miles suggested, "Let's get brunch. I'll let you borrow something to wear."