They finally made it back home, Bradley still vaguely disconcerted by the telepath's nearness.
The German yawned, and stretched. "I don't know about you, Brad, but I'm ready to get some shut-eye. G'night." And he disappeared into the bedroom.
Still rather out of it, the leader simply nodded and entered his room, falling immediately asleep.
Slowly, he got up and made his way down the hall to Schuldich's room. Entering, he took a moment to stare at the bishounen redhead as he slept.
The small amount of light that had managed to creep into the room stole silently across his face, softening his features to a calm glow.
"Beautiful..." Bradley whispered, and advanced, shedding his clothing as he came.
"Nnngh... Brad?" The German awoke.
"Schuldich." He positioned himself above the younger man, leaving him no escape. Swiftly his lips descended on those below him with bruising force. His tongue raked across Schuldich's lips, demanding entrance. The redhead complied willingly, a low moan escaping his throat as his hands clung to Bradley's shoulders.
"God, I've wanted this for so long." Bradley murmured into Schuldich's mouth as they paused to regain their breath.
The German gave him a sly grin. "Then why didn't you just say so?"
Bradley countered with a sly grin of his own. Instead of answering, however, he ground his hips against his lover's, their erections pressing together in a pleasurable burn.
Schuldich's mouth parted in a silent moan as Bradley took a nipple into his mouth, stroking the hard nub with his tongue as one hand caressed the other hardened piece of flesh.
Slowly, his hands trailed down his lover's sides, leaving him shivering in pleasure. Those hands teased his erection as he moaned in frustration.
Finally Bradley took pity on him. Cupping him gently, he placed small, suckling kisses at the base of his lover's erection, then at the tip, tasting the milky fluid building there, before slowly, inch by paralysing inch, going down on him, teeth grazing the sides of his length in a tantalizing friction that made the German tighten his grip on his lover's shoulders.
Schuldich's hips bucked as Bradley increased his pace, quickening the strokes of his tongue until Schuldich cried out at last, sending his release into Bradley's eager mouth, pouring down his throat in hot sticky gouts.
"Ahh..." Schuldich sighed. "Brad..."
Bradley licked his lips, looking extremely satisfied.
Rising slightly, he brought himself up enough to embrace the German again, capturing his lips in another soul-searing kiss.
"Ah... God, Brad..." The redhead murmured, his voice husky with passion. A hand drifted down to lightly grasp Bradley's own erection, and he groaned eagerly.
"Brad, I want you... inside of me."
Bradley gazed down at his panting lover, red hair tousled about his shoulders, lips wet and eagerly parted. He felt himself grow harder at simply the idea of joining with the bishounen below him.
"Aa. Do you have..."
"Drawer." Breathlessly, the German fumbled through the drawer until his hands closed on the tube.
Hurridly, Bradley applied some of the lube to his fingers, and cautiously inserted a finger into his lover's opening, preparing him.
"Ahh..." Schuldich moaned into his neck. "More."
Bradley inserted a second digit, scissoring gently as the German's cries deepened.
"Oh god, Brad, I want you in me... now..."
Willingly the American complied, spreading more lube along his erection before positioning himself above his lover and slowly pushing himself in until he was buried to the hilt.
Schuldich cried out, and he paused.
"Don't stop... so good..."
He kissed him steadily, while slowly pulling out and thrusting forward as the redhead's hips crashed up to meet him.
The tempo increased rapidly, Bradley thrusting maddeningly into his lover, whose eager cries only sought to urge him on.
Schuldich cried out raggedly, his voice half muffled by Brad's shoulder as he climaxed, the pounding pressure in his groin spinning into blessed relief a second time that night.
Schuldich's climax acted as a trigger for Bradley's own, the muscles clamping down on his hardened member as he thrust a final time sending him screaming over the edge, a wash of utter bliss dragging him down in a euphoric undertow.
Wearily, Bradley collapsed on the bed, Schuldich nestled up against him, one arm thrown over his side, slinging low against his hip. Exhausted, he fell into a deep sleep that engulfed him until the morning.
Slowly, Schuldich opened his eyes. With a sly smile, he got out of the bed.
*That was perfect!* he congratulated himself. *Bradley was so flustered from that dream you sent him that he didn't even notice that you'd gone to bed in his room and he was in yours!*
Quickly, Schuldich replaced the soiled sheets with new ones, making sure the bed still looked used.
Then he crept into his own room, where the dark-haired American slept soundly.
Setting a few props in place, he crept into the bed, sidling carefully up next to the older man.
* I can't wait to see his face when he wakes up.*
The German yawned, and stretched. "I don't know about you, Brad, but I'm ready to get some shut-eye. G'night." And he disappeared into the bedroom.
Still rather out of it, the leader simply nodded and entered his room, falling immediately asleep.
Slowly, he got up and made his way down the hall to Schuldich's room. Entering, he took a moment to stare at the bishounen redhead as he slept.
The small amount of light that had managed to creep into the room stole silently across his face, softening his features to a calm glow.
"Beautiful..." Bradley whispered, and advanced, shedding his clothing as he came.
"Nnngh... Brad?" The German awoke.
"Schuldich." He positioned himself above the younger man, leaving him no escape. Swiftly his lips descended on those below him with bruising force. His tongue raked across Schuldich's lips, demanding entrance. The redhead complied willingly, a low moan escaping his throat as his hands clung to Bradley's shoulders.
"God, I've wanted this for so long." Bradley murmured into Schuldich's mouth as they paused to regain their breath.
The German gave him a sly grin. "Then why didn't you just say so?"
Bradley countered with a sly grin of his own. Instead of answering, however, he ground his hips against his lover's, their erections pressing together in a pleasurable burn.
Schuldich's mouth parted in a silent moan as Bradley took a nipple into his mouth, stroking the hard nub with his tongue as one hand caressed the other hardened piece of flesh.
Slowly, his hands trailed down his lover's sides, leaving him shivering in pleasure. Those hands teased his erection as he moaned in frustration.
Finally Bradley took pity on him. Cupping him gently, he placed small, suckling kisses at the base of his lover's erection, then at the tip, tasting the milky fluid building there, before slowly, inch by paralysing inch, going down on him, teeth grazing the sides of his length in a tantalizing friction that made the German tighten his grip on his lover's shoulders.
Schuldich's hips bucked as Bradley increased his pace, quickening the strokes of his tongue until Schuldich cried out at last, sending his release into Bradley's eager mouth, pouring down his throat in hot sticky gouts.
"Ahh..." Schuldich sighed. "Brad..."
Bradley licked his lips, looking extremely satisfied.
Rising slightly, he brought himself up enough to embrace the German again, capturing his lips in another soul-searing kiss.
"Ah... God, Brad..." The redhead murmured, his voice husky with passion. A hand drifted down to lightly grasp Bradley's own erection, and he groaned eagerly.
"Brad, I want you... inside of me."
Bradley gazed down at his panting lover, red hair tousled about his shoulders, lips wet and eagerly parted. He felt himself grow harder at simply the idea of joining with the bishounen below him.
"Aa. Do you have..."
"Drawer." Breathlessly, the German fumbled through the drawer until his hands closed on the tube.
Hurridly, Bradley applied some of the lube to his fingers, and cautiously inserted a finger into his lover's opening, preparing him.
"Ahh..." Schuldich moaned into his neck. "More."
Bradley inserted a second digit, scissoring gently as the German's cries deepened.
"Oh god, Brad, I want you in me... now..."
Willingly the American complied, spreading more lube along his erection before positioning himself above his lover and slowly pushing himself in until he was buried to the hilt.
Schuldich cried out, and he paused.
"Don't stop... so good..."
He kissed him steadily, while slowly pulling out and thrusting forward as the redhead's hips crashed up to meet him.
The tempo increased rapidly, Bradley thrusting maddeningly into his lover, whose eager cries only sought to urge him on.
Schuldich cried out raggedly, his voice half muffled by Brad's shoulder as he climaxed, the pounding pressure in his groin spinning into blessed relief a second time that night.
Schuldich's climax acted as a trigger for Bradley's own, the muscles clamping down on his hardened member as he thrust a final time sending him screaming over the edge, a wash of utter bliss dragging him down in a euphoric undertow.
Wearily, Bradley collapsed on the bed, Schuldich nestled up against him, one arm thrown over his side, slinging low against his hip. Exhausted, he fell into a deep sleep that engulfed him until the morning.
Slowly, Schuldich opened his eyes. With a sly smile, he got out of the bed.
*That was perfect!* he congratulated himself. *Bradley was so flustered from that dream you sent him that he didn't even notice that you'd gone to bed in his room and he was in yours!*
Quickly, Schuldich replaced the soiled sheets with new ones, making sure the bed still looked used.
Then he crept into his own room, where the dark-haired American slept soundly.
Setting a few props in place, he crept into the bed, sidling carefully up next to the older man.
* I can't wait to see his face when he wakes up.*
