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Authors: Jane Davitt
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Charles felt
a soft touch on his backside, dispelling the sleepy haze he'd been luxuriating in for an hour,
sprawled on his belly with Gray beside him.
"No. Don't even think about it."
Even without looking he knew that Gray was pouting. "Wasn't going to. That's kinda rushing
things, right? Spanking you?"
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"Definitely too soon," Charles agreed, too relaxed to think through the implications until Gray gave an interested 'mmm?'. "It's always going to be too soon," he added hastily.
"So we substitute." Gray wriggled down the bed. "Stay still."
"What -- oh!" Charles smiled into the pillow as Gray began to dot kisses over his arse, counting under his breath after each one and taking his time. It felt good, slightly ticklish, but bearable and
Gray was being remarkably well-behaved, not biting, not that Charles would've minded...
Gray finished counting and sat up, his hand coming to rest lightly against the skin he'd been
kissing. The smack that followed was unexpected, hard, and left Charles' arse stinging.
"Ow!" He rolled over and glared up at Gray, who was grinning and not looking at all contrite.
"That wasn't a spanking. That implies more than one, uh, contact, and I swear I'm done."
"More semantics?" Charles inquired acidly. "Kisses that aren't touches--"
"Other way around."
"Slaps that aren't spankings..."
"One slap. One."
Gray moved back a little, eying him warily, and Charles pounced on him.
"You asked for this." Charles crooked his fingers and went for Gray's ribs.
What followed was a struggle that both of them were enjoying too much to end, with Gray
laughing up into Charles' face, unrepentant and gasping for breath as Charles fought off Gray's
attempts at reprisals while continuing his assault.
"Apologize." Charles found a spot that made Gray arch and then curl in on himself and grinned
triumphantly.
"Not gonna..." Gray managed. "Felt too good to regret." He straightened out and stopped struggling, his body pliant under Charles'. "But I'll kiss it better, if you like."
Charles paused, staring down at him, the never serious impulse to exact revenge slipping away.
"Oh, you..." he murmured, pushing his hands into Gray's and dragging them above Gray's head
before leaning over to kiss him. "Gray--"
His hands loosened their grip and Gray's arms went around him, pulling Charles down on top of
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him, the kiss that followed turning serious within seconds. Gray's mouth was unfamiliar enough
to be exciting, and the whole encounter held enough of the forbidden to appeal to a part of
Charles he'd thought dormant.
"It's almost midnight. Won't be your birthday much longer. Want a present?"
"A present? Too kind." Charles bent his head to lick a circle around and across a flat nipple, just to feel it rise up and harden. "I had my heart set on the cat picture, mind you, but as it's been
sold, I'll settle for a kiss. Possibly two."
"Oh, I can do that," Gray said. "Maybe even three." Charles let himself be pushed to his back, smiling as Gray wriggled down the bed. "And I get to choose where," Gray whispered.
Charles' hand dropped to tangle in dark, soft hair. "Good choice," he whispered back, as Gray's mouth pressed kiss after kiss along his cock.
"Want more?"
"I'd hate to seem greedy..."
Gray smiled. "You'll hurt my feelings if you say no."
"Oh, well, in that case..."
Yes, Gray had done this before. Not often; Charles winced as Gray's teeth scraped over sensitive
skin -- too much pain and in the wrong place -- but enough to swallow without fuss and know
that there was more he could do than suck. Charles, left feeling pleasantly sleepy and sated,
thought that it was one of the nicest presents he'd had in recent years.
"Want to go to sleep?" Gray asked, moving back to lie beside him.
"I think I'm going to whether I want to or not." Charles yawned and ran his hand down Gray's
arm. "Unless you'd rather I didn't stay?"
"You want to go?"
Charles flinched at the
a soft touch on his backside, dispelling the sleepy haze he'd been luxuriating in for an hour,
sprawled on his belly with Gray beside him.
"No. Don't even think about it."
Even without looking he knew that Gray was pouting. "Wasn't going to. That's kinda rushing
things, right? Spanking you?"
Drawing Closer - 47
"Definitely too soon," Charles agreed, too relaxed to think through the implications until Gray gave an interested 'mmm?'. "It's always going to be too soon," he added hastily.
"So we substitute." Gray wriggled down the bed. "Stay still."
"What -- oh!" Charles smiled into the pillow as Gray began to dot kisses over his arse, counting under his breath after each one and taking his time. It felt good, slightly ticklish, but bearable and
Gray was being remarkably well-behaved, not biting, not that Charles would've minded...
Gray finished counting and sat up, his hand coming to rest lightly against the skin he'd been
kissing. The smack that followed was unexpected, hard, and left Charles' arse stinging.
"Ow!" He rolled over and glared up at Gray, who was grinning and not looking at all contrite.
"That wasn't a spanking. That implies more than one, uh, contact, and I swear I'm done."
"More semantics?" Charles inquired acidly. "Kisses that aren't touches--"
"Other way around."
"Slaps that aren't spankings..."
"One slap. One."
Gray moved back a little, eying him warily, and Charles pounced on him.
"You asked for this." Charles crooked his fingers and went for Gray's ribs.
What followed was a struggle that both of them were enjoying too much to end, with Gray
laughing up into Charles' face, unrepentant and gasping for breath as Charles fought off Gray's
attempts at reprisals while continuing his assault.
"Apologize." Charles found a spot that made Gray arch and then curl in on himself and grinned
triumphantly.
"Not gonna..." Gray managed. "Felt too good to regret." He straightened out and stopped struggling, his body pliant under Charles'. "But I'll kiss it better, if you like."
Charles paused, staring down at him, the never serious impulse to exact revenge slipping away.
"Oh, you..." he murmured, pushing his hands into Gray's and dragging them above Gray's head
before leaning over to kiss him. "Gray--"
His hands loosened their grip and Gray's arms went around him, pulling Charles down on top of
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him, the kiss that followed turning serious within seconds. Gray's mouth was unfamiliar enough
to be exciting, and the whole encounter held enough of the forbidden to appeal to a part of
Charles he'd thought dormant.
"It's almost midnight. Won't be your birthday much longer. Want a present?"
"A present? Too kind." Charles bent his head to lick a circle around and across a flat nipple, just to feel it rise up and harden. "I had my heart set on the cat picture, mind you, but as it's been
sold, I'll settle for a kiss. Possibly two."
"Oh, I can do that," Gray said. "Maybe even three." Charles let himself be pushed to his back, smiling as Gray wriggled down the bed. "And I get to choose where," Gray whispered.
Charles' hand dropped to tangle in dark, soft hair. "Good choice," he whispered back, as Gray's mouth pressed kiss after kiss along his cock.
"Want more?"
"I'd hate to seem greedy..."
Gray smiled. "You'll hurt my feelings if you say no."
"Oh, well, in that case..."
Yes, Gray had done this before. Not often; Charles winced as Gray's teeth scraped over sensitive
skin -- too much pain and in the wrong place -- but enough to swallow without fuss and know
that there was more he could do than suck. Charles, left feeling pleasantly sleepy and sated,
thought that it was one of the nicest presents he'd had in recent years.
"Want to go to sleep?" Gray asked, moving back to lie beside him.
"I think I'm going to whether I want to or not." Charles yawned and ran his hand down Gray's
arm. "Unless you'd rather I didn't stay?"
"You want to go?"
Charles flinched at the
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