Morning After (TLH-Verse; locked to lighteningcount)

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For the first time in a weeks, Michael slept... not only his typical half-waking snooze, but the sort of disgusting, drooling deep sleep he was only capable of with a sufficiently high blood alcohol level and an orgasm. He woke slowly, letting the previous night's events come back to him with a crushing accuracy. He'd gotten drunk, been a little bit of an idiot, floored an asshole... and somehow everything had ended up all right with whatever the hell was going on with the younger man that had apparently tumbled into his life unexpectedly.

Stretching his aching arms in the large bed, he only found cool silk each direction. Experimentally, he struck out blindly with his legs - still nothing. The headache was mild, but his mouth felt like he'd been chewing wool all night. Apparently he'd slept harder and longer than he'd actually intended to. "Zechs?" He asked quietly, not yet ready to open his eyes. "You here?"

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There was the sudden pain of Michael yanking his hair and then thrusting all the way into his throat. Obediently, he swallowed it all. But he didn't move, he couldn't, not with Michael holding him so tightly.

Just a few more strokes of his hand and he came all over the floor. The blonde looked up at Michael, his lips still wrapped so tightly around the cock. Zechs swallowed, using that motion to take a breath. It was hard to breath with the cock shoved in, but it didn't bother him.

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Panting, moaning softly, Michael slowly let him loose again - setting back down on the chair with a pleased grin. He looked down at his lover and once more stroked over his cheek. "You're amazing." He whispered, just within the younger man's hearing.

His voice raised slightly; "Such a good toy." He withdrew his cock, spent but still half hard, and then rubbed it gently across Zechs' lips. "I can't wait to show you off more."

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The blonde parted his lips a bit, staring up at Michael. "Do you want me to get you hard again?" Je asked, his tongue teasing at the cock.

Zechs shifted closer and up onto his knees. "How are you going to show me off? Please tell me..."

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"Don't you worry your gorgeous little head about it." He smirked, licking his lips. Pulling away, he scooted back in the chair just enough for Zechs to fit between the table and himself. "Get up - hands on the table."

Michael leaned back slightly in the chair, once again making eye contact with the strange man as he stroked his spit-slicked length teasingly slow - enjoying the power of showing off, putting on a performance.

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Zechs shifted up onto his feet, wedged between the table and Michael. He stared at the older man and licked his lips. "You taste good Michael, so very good." He purred with a smile.

He put his hands on the table, chest rising up and down slowly.

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Michael rose to his feet and maneuvered himself against Zechs back, dropping the younger man's pants and shorts to the floor. With an eager growl, he grabbed his ass with both hands, squeezing the firm flesh hard.

"Spread your legs." He considered the thought and then added, with a devilish grin; "Put your chest against the table."

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Zechs whimpered, rocking back towards him. He didn't argue as he spread his legs for the other man, showing off his ass... But only to Michael.

He swallowed the lump in his throat, shivering. "Fuck me, please..." he whispered.

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"Mmm, I love it when you're eager." He grinned wide, letting go of his ass only to part him open with one hand and take hold of himself with the other. Looking to the stranger with both eyebrows raised, he gently stroked his only partially hard cock against Zechs' opening - letting himself enjoy the sensation of his lover's skin against him as well as the knowledge that their observer had a perfect side view of his cock once more rising up erect.

"Getting nice and hard for my favorite toy." He bent in and pressed a simple kiss to the broad expanse of his back before continuing the simple strokes.

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Zechs clawed at the table, whimpering. "Michael..."

He didn't know why the older man made him so crazy.

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Of course, Michael felt much the same way. Just something about the other man.

He let out a soft groan and deliberate rubbed the tip of his cock against the familiar opening, slowly edging himself inside as his erection rebounded even faster with the promise of further pleasure. Fuck if he didn't love making him beg.

Eager to please, he sank into him slowly - both hands hooking tight at his hips.

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He cried out at that, body tight around the cock pushing into him. He groaned, hands clenching into tight fists.

Zexhs was so comfortable with Michael, with the bond they hand. The blonde knew it was going to hurt if one of them left. But, he didn't want to think about that right now.

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"Mmm... easy, easy..." Michael hissed behind clenched teeth, starting with a slow thrust against him - easing himself into it as he watched Zechs' skin flush with arousal. "God I love how you can just take it." He murmured quietly.

Much louder, he moaned; "I have the best, most amazing toy."

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Zechs shuddered, dropping his head back. His long, loose hair pooled on the table. "Michael..." he moaned, "Please..."

The blonde looked at him, eyes half lidded. "You treat me so well."

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Leaning in as he rooted fully inside his lover, Michael pressed his lips against his ear and softly whispered; "I trust you." The words startled even him, but he'd said them... and meant them. Letting it sink in, he took his time with the moment - rocking his hips slowly against the younger man's firm ass, spreading him with each gentle thrust.

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Zechs stilled at the words, the weight of them heavy and shocking. He then relaxed with a smile. Michael trusted him... He... He didn't know what he felt about it. But he like the fact that his lover did trust him so. The gentleness of the moment was so... Different than their usual frenzied pace and he liked it.

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In a spy's world, trust was comparable to love - in some ways even better. You could love someone, but if you couldn't trust them, they may as well be dead to you.

Slow, tenderly, he rocked his hips with a steady rhythm. With another animated moan, he looked back to their new friend and licked his lips. He really did have the best boy at his disposal.

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"Michael..." he whispered, "Oh Michael..."

Zechs' hands fisted in the short table cloth. He shuddered, rocking his hips back towards the other man.

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Dragging a line of kisses across the back of his lover's shoulders, Michael wrapped an arm across the younger man's chest and held him close - maintaining the steady pace.

"Perfect..."

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The slow, steady, gentle pace was enough to drive him wild. He groaned, arching towards those thrusts. So intoxicating and what he wanted.

"Please, harder..." Zechs begged.

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Michael leaned in tighter against him, spearing him with harder, faster thrusts, even as he begged for more. "Mmm, louder." He murmured, his flesh slapping hard against Zechs' thighs and ass. "Tell our friend how much you love it... He's about to shoot for us." His voice was soft, and serious in that way that Michael always seemed able to use when making the abnormal seem perfectly routine.

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He cried out, shuddering. "Please! Michael!" The blonde whined, "Please..." He rocked back towards him.

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Michael wrapped his arm tightly around his lover's chest, bent in as close as he could. With a low, rumbling growl he gave in and let himself push as hard as he could, digging the younger man hard and fast against the open table.

With the loud cries, a small clutch of curious onlookers had gathered not far away; their adventurous friend had leaned back fully from his table and was stroking his hard length to match Michael's frenzied thrusts - the large member already slick with his seed and clearly ready to pop again.

"Such a good little fuck toy." He growled, and then bit down on the subtle curve of Zechs' neck - marking him.

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Zechs didn't notice their crowd of onlookers, too wraapped up in the pleasure. "Michael, please." He begged, "Please..." He didn't know what he was begging for.

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Letting up off the new crescent bite mark, Michael kissed his way across the back of the younger man's neck, licking the tender flesh until he reached the mirror side. Another low moan rumbled in his chest and he bit down again, harder than before - feeling the resistance of tight muscle under his mouth.

Nearly frantic, riding him hard and fast, Michael took hold of the base of his lover's cock - stroking him to match the rough thrusts.

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"Ah!" He couldn't think straight. Not with the way Michael was acting. He clawed at the table, whimpering.

"Close..." he gasped out, "So close..."