"Honey, what's going on?" John asked as he walked into the kitchen too find Randy setting up candles for their meal.

"No, no, no, you weren't supposed to be back for another hour. I haven't got everything ready," Randy mildly complained coming over and kissing John on the cheek.

John smiled brightly as he held on to Randy's arm, keeping him close.

"Are we having a romantic meal tonight?" John asked. "What's this in aid of?"

"I just thought, with Al coming tomorrow; we probably won't get much alone time, so…" he said indicating the romantic set up. "But you went and spoilt it by coming home early."

John slid an arm around Randy's waist and as the other snaked up around his neck, prompting the taller man to lean down into a kiss. It started soft as John captured Randy's lips between his and tugged causing him to moan. John took the opportunity to slip his tongue in and explore Randy's mouth, slowly, making the man melt in his arms. He savoured the taste of his lips and tongue, devouring his mouth, regardless of his need for air.

"Do you want me to disappear for an hour?" he asked, breaking the kiss and taking a couple of deep breaths.

"No," Randy said seizing John in his arms and drawing him in for a more heated kiss.

John moaned loudly in Randy's mouth, not expecting the sudden onslaught of his lips. Relaxing into Randy's arms he let him ravish his mouth, tongues smashing together, feeding off one another. Randy gripped John's hips and started tugging on his belt loops moving them toward the kitchen island. When Randy backed into the unit, he spun them around and shoved John up against it, never breaking the kiss, and causing John to moan at the jolt that went through him.

"Stay," Randy ordered his voice full of lust, breathing heavy in John's ear.

Randy went round to the cooker and switched all the hobs off and turned the oven down low so the meat continued to cook. He sauntered back round to where John sat patiently waiting, and recaptured his lips briefly.

"Dinner's going to have to wait," he said as he grabbed fistfuls of John's shirt, thrusting his tongue in his mouth and yanking him in the direction of the stairs.

They stumbled through the kitchen, banging into the doorway as Randy ran his hands down John's front, and slid them under John's shirt, pushing it up out the way as he groped at the skin underneath. Randy pushed John up against the wall in the large entranceway and ripped John's shirt up an over his head so he could get better access to the skin he was in dire need of touching.

When John went to slide his hands under the back of Randy's shirt, his arms were captured and thrust against the wall.

"I didn't tell you, you could play," Randy breathed antagonising John with his commands. "Promise to be a good puppy?"

John groaned at Randy's actions as his hips were grinding against him, his arms pinned against the wall so he couldn't break free.

"Yes," John said breathless.

"Yes what?"

"Yes, honey, I promise," he said panting.

"Promise what?"

"I promise to be a good puppy," John said getting excited. He loved it when Randy took control of him. Ever since they got together, John played the submissive lover, and he loved it.

"Now let me see if you listened this morning," Randy said as he let go of John's arms, giving him a stern look, warning him not to lower them. He trailed his fingertips down John's arms, over the collar bone and done his sternum.

When they reached his nipples, Randy tweaked them both at the same time, causing John to yelp, like the puppy he was, from the sudden jolt of pain. Randy ignored the yelp, simply giving John his trademark sadistic grin, and let his fingertips trail further down, roughly grazing over his abs before resting against the waistband of John's jeans.

"Am I going to be pleased with you Johnny, or did you ignore my instruction?" Randy asked, pressing his lips as close to John's ear as he could while he spoke. His breath hard any heavy.

When Randy pulled back his sadistic grin returned as he saw John's eyes shut tight in lustful abandon. He let his fingers trail back across John's stomach muscles before once again taking hold of John's pants. He made John look him in the eye as he popped the button of his jeans. When he pulled the zip slowly down, John sighed as his hard member was released from the confines.

"Good puppy," he said as he slipped his hand into John's pants to grip to his cock. He stood in front of John one hand steading himself on the wall by John's head, the other slowly stroking John. Randy watched John's reactions every time he tugged on his member. Something he would never get used to, even if he were with John for the rest of his life, would be how he made Randy feel like some sex god who could make you explode into bliss with just one touch.

"I feel like I'm doing something very wrong to you Johnny," Randy whispered in his ear. "Trapping you against the wall, taking advantage of you."

John stood there, shaking his head and thrusting his hips, silently begging for more.

"What is it, darling? Talk to me," he said as quiet as before.

"You're… you're not… I want this," John panted through his pleasure.

Randy sank in and took John's lips in between his again, kissing him as softly as they did in the kitchen as he continued to stroke his member, slowing his touch so not to push John too quick; he wanted this to last.

"Why do I want to go easy on you tonight?" Randy asked as he let John take a breath. He slipped his lips across John's jawline and down to his neck. "Can I mark you again, darling?"

John shook his head, unable to speak to explain.

"Why not?" Randy seethed. Unhappy John was denying him.

"Tomorrow."

"Spoil my fun," Randy growled, nipping gently at John's skin.

"Randy… Honey," John gasped as he stopped Randy's hand. "Take me to bed. I want you to make love to me, please."

"Mmm," Randy moaned. "You want it nice and slow darling? Don't want me to be rough with you tonight?"

"Later, you can, I promise, I want that too. I just want to cum," he said locking eyes with Randy. "I want to feel you buried deep inside me."

Randy let go of John's member and gently ran his hand up the side of John's torso and he gently delved his tongue into John's mouth, tangling together with his as his hands cupped his face.

He pressed his body against John's as they melted into one another again. As John wrapped his arms around Randy's neck, Randy let his hands fall back to John's sides gradually moving further down. When John moaned into his mouth, Randy's hands ran around to John's ass and grabbed him gently, lifting his body so he was stood on tip toes. Needing to be closer Randy's hands moved even further down and lifted John from the floor, wrapping his legs around his waist, grinding into John at the same time.

"Upstairs?" Randy asked between kisses, knowing full well what the answer was going to be.

"Don't," he said kissing Randy in between words. "Tease."

Randy smirked into the never ending kisses and stepped back from the wall, turning to head to the staircase.

"Do you reckon you get me up there?" John asked, wiggling his eyebrows at Randy.

"Is that a challenge?"

"It is; just remember you promised to make love to me and I would like you to have the energy once we get up there."

"I think I can make it," Randy quipped, winking at John.

"Even with me doing this," John said as he attached his lips to Randy's neck. John's kissing, licking and nibbling was stirring Randy and he had to stop himself chucking John onto the stairs and taking him then and there. When John didn't stop his attack, Randy reminded him of his own words. "No marking."

"What happens if I already did?" John joked.

"Then you're dealing with the explaining and the embarrassment, tomorrow," Randy said sternly. "By the way, I won the challenge."

John pulled away from Randy's neck to see they'd made it up the stairs. They'd even made it to the bedroom without him noticing. He unclasped his legs from around Randy's waist and took hold of Randy's hand, leading him over to the bed.

Randy sank down on his knees as John stood near the edge of the bed. Randy caught hold of John's jeans and slowly pulled them down, kissing his way down his right thigh before moving across to the left to work his way back up.

"You said something about making love," Randy commented as John sat down on the edge of the bed.

Randy rose up so he was kneeling in between John's legs and immediately started kissing his lover once again. Maybe it was because he was hungry but he couldn't get enough of John's lips tonight; and as long as John wasn't complaining he was going to take advantage.

As he slipped his tongue into John's mouth, he lowered John's back down onto the bed. He crawled on top of the man and pulled him further onto the bed as he pressed his body against John's, causing the man to groan.

"You're wearing too much," John commented as he continued kissing Randy, clawing his fingertips across his head.

"Then undress me."

John immediately came alive and pushed Randy onto his back and climbed on top of him, pinning his arms to the bed.

"Do I get to play?" John asked getting excited.

Randy groaned as John held him down and a smile spread across his face.

"Undress me first and I'll see," Randy said, not giving anything away. If John wanted to play then he would have to earn it. John caught Randy's lips again and kissed him hard and quick.

As soon as John released Randy's lips his hands went straight to the hem of his shirt, pushing it up and over his abs. He raked his nails along Randy's abs causing Randy to try and stifle a groan. As soon as the groan was past his lips, John was smiling again and Randy realised what he must look like when he was having evil thoughts.

John bent his head down and kissed each of Randy's abs. Within seconds of kissing the abs, John then bathed them, running his tongue across each one as though it were his favourite food. Once he was finished with his abs, John skated his lips over Randy's torso and latched on to his nipple, biting and sucking on the pert nub.

Detaching from the nipple, John tugged on Randy's shirt and pulled it off over his head before returning and treating Randy's other nipple to the same treatment as he pinned his arms to the mattress once more.

The longer John spent attacking his nipples, the more Randy was writhing under him. He started thrusting his hips up into John's, trying to get him to release his cock which was starting to strain against his pants.

Randy couldn't hold back the groan as John suddenly palmed his cock through his pants.

"Fuck, Johnny," Randy groaned as his hips lifted from the bed as much as John's body would allow. John chuckled at Randy's reaction and continued stroking him through his pants. "Fuck."

Sensing his need for release, John released the button on Randy's pants and watched as the zip hissed open and released his rock hard member.

"God, that is so sexy," John breathed as he watched.

"What?" Randy asked trying not to show he was panting.

"How your big cock just pushes the zip open."

"There's something else I wish it would push open… and it's going to soon enough," Randy said, as he watched the realisation flood John's face.

John moved down the bed, gripping the waistband of Randy's pants and pulling them off as he made his way down the bed. He kissed his way back up Randy's legs, and without any warning, he licked his way up Randy's shaft and kissed the head, causing Randy to thrust up and push into John's mouth.

Randy instinctively grabbed the back of John's head to keep him in place, ignoring the small moan coming from John, enjoying the sensation it was causing too much to care, only letting him up when he needed to breathe.

"Do I get to play?" John asked eagerly looking up at Randy.

"You get to suck me off, that's what you get to do," Randy said pushing John back down onto his cock.

John took him back in and worked his mouth down Randy's shaft so he was pushing at the back of his throat.

"Swallow me," Randy ordered and John willingly complied. "Oh God, yeah… that's it, darling… I'm getting closer, darling… keep going… oh God, yes… fuck."

John pulled off Randy's member and moved up his body to look him in the eye.

"You said you'd make love to me," he reminded him.

"And I also said you had to undress me and I'd let you know if you could play," Randy said. "You went straight to playing."

John cowered from the look he was receiving from Randy. He couldn't help enjoying the taste of Randy's skin, and it turned him on to think of what Randy would do to him. Something inside of him though just wanted Randy to lie him down and make slow, passionate love to him.

"Tell me you're sorry," Randy instructed him softly, cupping John's face.

"I'm sorry," John said looking away from Randy's eyes.

Randy made John look at him before he used his strength to flip the man onto his back. His hand travelled lightly over John's skin before leaving his body entirely and reaching over to the nightstand to grab the bottle of lube. As he was reaching over, John attached his lips to Randy's skin once more causing him to stop his motions briefly, revelling in John's ministrations.

"God, you do that so well," Randy moaned as he finally took hold of the lube. He moved backward and led on his side next to John, letting his fingertips travel across the skin. "You're beautiful, darling, do you know that?"

Randy looked deep into John's eyes, hoping his own were portraying the emotions he held within.

"Make love to me," John stated, stroking his thumb across Randy's cheek.

Randy leant in and brushed his lips against John's as he opened the bottle of lube and poured some onto his fingers. He moved his fingers so they were gently rubbing along John's opening.

"You ready?" Randy asked.

"Always."

Randy circled around John's entrance a few more times as he took possession of his lips distracting him from the initial twinge of pain.

He slowly pushed his index finger in and swallowed John's moans of pleasurable pain. After so many years together, Randy knew exactly how to make it as painless as possible for John every time they were together. He thrust his finger in and out as slow as possible; extending the pleasure for John. He gradually picked up speed as he broke the kiss so he could watch John get worked up.

"More, honey, please," John begged making Randy smile.

"Anything for you, darling," Randy said leaning in to attach his lips to John's collarbone. As he kissed the skin, Randy pulled his finger out and sank a second in, pushing in as far as he could hitting John's prostate directly, causing him to buck his hips off the bed. Randy smirked as he kept brushing John's hot spot. He skated his lips down to John's chest and started sucking on the skin above his nipple.

"Randy are you trying to kill me?" John moaned.

"No just letting everyone know you're mine," Randy quipped.

"Fuck, Randy I can't take it anymore, please I need you," John moaned loudly. "Wait… what did you just say?"

Randy stopped his actions on John's chest and gave him an evil smile, wiggling his eyebrows, mimicking John from earlier.

"You ass," John yelled, swatting Randy's arm as he realised Randy had marked him on his chest, while distracting him with his fingers.

"You were enjoying it," Randy countered pulling his fingers out from John, repositioning himself on top of his body. "I'll tell you what; to make it up to you, I'll let you choose how you want it."

"Really?" John asked eagerly.

"Really."

"Well, since you said I was a good puppy…" John hinted.

"You were a very good puppy," Randy said, climbing off John. "Now on your knees."

John flipped over and rose up onto his knees, Randy moving in behind him, kissing his way down John's spine, rubbing his hard member against John's entrance. He reached for the lube bottle and poured some more into his hand.

"Give me your hand, Johnny," Randy requested.

John knelt up and reached back, Randy took hold of his hand and gently moistened it with the lubricant. He moved John's hand to his cock and wrapped it around the shaft, keeping his own hand wrapped around to help set the pace he wanted.

"Feels good, darling," Randy moaned into John's ear. "It'll feel even better in a moment, when I sink it into your hot tight ass."

John groaned at Randy's words, wishing he'd hurry up and push into him already.

"Randy, no more, I need it."

"Impatient tonight, darling?"

Randy moved his hand away and let John's hand fall from his shaft so he could go back to being on his hands and knees. He moved to John's ass, lining up the head of his shaft with John's hole. Randy came over him, pressing in slowly as he kissed the back of John's shoulder, causing a low rumble from John. He took a moment to let John adjust, waiting for him to push back looking for more.

He ran his hands soothingly along John's sides and groaned when he felt John tentatively to slide back onto him.

"Mmm, Randy, honey… go on… I need more of you," he said letting Randy know to push in.

Randy thrust in, in one fluid motion causing both men to groan as his entire shaft was enveloped by John's insides. He pulled back and then thrust back in keeping the same pace as his original thrust, careful not to hit John's spot, as he continued to try and make it last as long as possible. Soon enough, John was writhing underneath him, trying to get Randy to speed up.

"Shit… Randy… please… faster… harder," John panted, unashamed that Randy had him begging for more.

"Mmm… I thought you wanted slow… passionate… love making," he moaned directly into John's ear as he leant over John's back, pushing in as deep as he could go in between each word, purposely drawing it out to make John squirm even more.

"Fuck that… and fuck me… hard," John said pushing back into Randy's thrusts.

"Then you better hold on," Randy instructed as he straightened up behind John, gripping onto his hips.

He pulled out nearly all the way and snapped his hips forward, thrusting his cock deep into John, hitting his spot, causing John to yell. He was thrusting harder and faster into John with every stroke making John louder and louder. He was thrusting so hard John reached out and grabbed the headboard to steady himself.

"Fuck… Randy… Oh god, yes… fuck… more," John begged, as the headboard slammed into the wall with each of Randy's trust.

The sight before him was fast pushing Randy to the brink.

"Johnny… fuck… you are so gorgeous when you beg," he said sliding his hand round from John's hip to grip his neglected cock.

"Shit… Randy, that's it… fuck… yes… oh god yes… keep going," John shouted, as Randy worked his cock as he continued to slam into him.

"Are you going to cum for me, Johnny?" Randy asked, pounding relentlessly into John's spot.

"Fuuuccckkk… yes… yes… fffuuuccckkk," John screamed as his load shot out over Randy's hand and onto the bed sheets.

Hearing John cum so hard and loud, gripping onto the headboard was enough to send any man over the edge and Randy was no exception as he thrust once more into John and came all over John's insides, collapsing down onto the bigger man's back, exhausted.

"Fuck, Johnny, you wear me out," he said panting as he and John collapsed to the mattress.

"Just in case you didn't notice, I was the one being drilled," John quipped, trying to catch his breath.

Randy slid off John's back and pulled the sheets up over their cooling bodies before running his fingers along John's spine.

"Awww, was I a bit rough with you… you did ask for it," Randy said smirking. "I was willing to go slow for once… you were the horndog who wanted more."

"Why do you think we make such a good pair?" John said. "I like to take it as rough as you like to give it."

Randy smirked and kissed John's hand before looking over to the nightstand to check the time.

"Dinner's going to be ruined," Randy said without remorse.

"I spoilt your romantic evening, didn't I?" John asked.

"No," Randy said. "I should've known I wouldn't be able to keep my hands to myself once you got here."

John shifted under the sheets and rested against Randy's chest, encircling Randy's arms around his body so he was holding him tight.

"Do you want to order a takeaway and watch a movie?" Randy suggested.