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Tomas was not nervous.
That was a fact; he had no reason to be, after all, not when it came to his lover - and especially not after they had just spent the last two weeks apart, courtesy of a sudden mission... One that - for some unfathomable reason - Smoke had not been told to participate in.
No, if anything, he was excited - thrilled, really, to finally see his partner again, to make sure that he was all right... To share a telling look in public, one only meant to be truly understood by the two of them - and to seek privacy soon after...
Fortunately for him, he was clearly not the only one.
Strong arms wrapped around his middle the moment they had found themselves alone - safely hidden in his room, away from any prying eyes. Before he knew it, his back was pressed against the closed door, a firm chest keeping him in place - and as warm, warm lips descended upon his own, a quiet little chuckle escaped his throat... Quickly turning into a sigh, content and satisfied.
So he supposed there was no need to ask if Kuai Liang had missed him.
"Welcome home," he still murmured into the kiss, at first earning himself only a hum in response, one that sounded equally as distracted as it was tired to him. And that... Just wouldn't do. Maybe both of them were fully capable of functioning well enough without sleep - but that didn't mean they always had to.
Bed first, then.
... Which had been the original plan as well, but its details were changing rapidly now.
With a clear task set before them, Tomas' hands slowly travelled up from his beloved's chest onto his broad shoulders, then further back, palms pressing lightly - until they no longer could... Until his fingers switched from caressing to oh-so stealthily undoing the practical bun they had encountered there - in just a couple of moves releasing a cascade of thick, dark hair.
Slipping into it - combing through it - was their reward for a job well done...
And then it was Kuai Liang's turn to breathe out a nearly silent laugh - openly amused, but only slightly more focused than that hum had been.
"Eager," he said quietly, sounding pleased, and Tomas couldn't - didn't wish to - argue with that...
Or not against it, at least.
"You would have me by this door right now if I let you," he said, his eyes fluttering open to send his partner a look... One that probably would have worked at least a little better - had his gaze been any less heavy at that point or his pupils not quite as dilated already.
Predictably, Kuai Liang simply rested their foreheads together - his own eyes terribly soft for the topic they were discussing.
"You would let me," he said, and there was pure confidence in his words - absolute conviction - as if no other option was even remotely possible.
On anyone else, Tomas would have probably considered it rather irritating.
"... I would."
Instead, he only wished they could have been a bit less responsible for a change - because even he knew better than to actually take that particular risk.
Hands found their way down onto his thighs then - beneath them, really, their grip firm and secure as they pulled... In one smooth motion lifting him up as if it was nothing. Tomas' reaction was an immediate one, ingrained into him by years of experience - his forearms pressing down against his beloved's shoulders for balance, legs quickly wrapping themselves around Kuai Liang's waist...
For a moment, Tomas could almost believe that his mind had been read - as often seemed to be the case between the two of them...
But no; even if their thoughts had travelled along the same path right then, Kuai Liang certainly knew better, too.
The clear awareness of that fact did nothing to calm Tomas' racing heart.
"Taking that as permission?"
He could still tease, at least - and judging by the amused exhale he received in return, by the way his lover suddenly pushed him up, shifting the hold on him a bit and correcting his position...
Yes, he felt like he had achieved his goal.
"Maybe I am," Kuai Liang said, and yet his actions betrayed his own words - because he certainly did not pin Tomas right back against the door...
No, instead he simply started walking backwards - deeper into the room, towards the one significant piece of furniture there that was the bed... And that definitely made Tomas' life much, much easier.
"Mm, I like this idea better either way," he murmured, allowing one of his arms to wrap around Kuai Liang's neck now... While at the same time his other hand trailed down his partner's chest once more, practised fingers quickly loosening up his wide belt - thighs shifting their hold to let it be removed.
He would have done so much more - he certainly had in the past, no matter how short the distance between the door and the bed was - had his attention not been stolen at that point... By a very tempting pair of lips pressing fervently against his own, summoning his hand back up - to settle on the side of Kuai Liang's neck, keeping them connected, tilting his head for a better angle - Tomas' thumb rubbing gently at his lover's cheek... Delighting in the barely-there sensation of stubble beneath his touch.
Undressing could wait.
The bed, however, apparently could not - and it took one, two, three quick kisses before Tomas felt the sudden change... Not a pause, exactly, but a shift, and he didn't even open his eyes when his knees met the mattress, trusting his partner completely to lower them safely.
He didn't need to see to know that Kuai Liang's hands were moving again, sliding up his thighs, then back down, and again, and again - sending little sparks of both interest and joy through Tomas' body. Oh, but he had missed this... It was so unfair how they could be separated from each other on a moment's notice - often without one of them learning about it in time...
But then again, it also certainly wasn't the greatest injustice done to them on a regular basis.
No, not even close.
It was not something that Tomas wished to think about right then, however - not when his own hands were free to start working on the hidden ties of his lover's uniform, finding them blindly by that point... Nor when his lips got to experience the slow, passionate slide of another pair against them, of a hot tongue just barely teasing them...
Before Kuai Liang changed targets, that was - his next kiss meeting the very corner of Tomas' lips instead, making it instinctively pull into a smile... Then his cheek, and again - slightly lower, reaching the line of his jaw and following it... Bringing a deep, shaky sigh out of Tomas' throat - as he tilted his head back and a bit to the side, presenting the column of his neck for more...
An offering which his lover readily accepted.
Hot breaths tickled his skin between slow, almost lazy kisses, incredibly distracting - but, there, the last tie finally came undone, and all that was left to do was for the two of them to... Pull apart... To actually remove the fabric...
Neither of them seemed very interested in that.
Perhaps especially not as Kuai Liang's lips trailed down Tomas' neck to his clavicle now, then along it to the side - leaving a barely-damp trail in their wake, the spots feeling much colder in the relatively low temperature of the room than they had any right to be... Before suddenly a tongue dipped into the hollow between the collarbones - and Tomas' back immediately flinched into a subtle arch, his sharp inhale saying it all.
"You tease me," he whispered, not trusting his voice enough to speak any louder - and yet it did not sound like a complaint.
"I thought you enjoyed that," came the completely unapologetic response, accompanied by another hot breath against Tomas' skin - another little shiver, this time barely noticeable, and yet leaving his muscles tense.
"Not after two weeks," he said.
He was relatively certain that Kuai Liang knew - and was doing this on purpose.
... He could also admit that perhaps he deserved it.
That, however, did not make Tomas feel any less surprised - when his world suddenly tilted to the side... As, in one fluid motion, his lover rolled them over, sliding one arm beneath Tomas' back... Keeping him suspended above the mattress just long enough to push them higher up along the bed.
And Tomas was only a man; how could he protest to a display like that?
His partner's hands retreated from him without a word of warning, grabbing the top part of Scorpion's outfit instead - to finally pull it off... And Tomas watched from below, entranced, thoroughly enjoying the show - the shift of strong muscles beneath skin more tanned than his own, as if its shade just had to be warmer, too... To match those all-consuming flames under his lover's control.
Soon, more of it was exposed - a lovely, vast expanse - and Tomas lifted one arm, lazily letting the tips of his fingers run down Kuai Liang's abdomen... Enjoying the - instinctive? Intentional? - flexing of muscles beneath his touch.
Oh, how hypnotising that was...
And yet, somehow, he managed to tear his gaze away - to let it travel higher, up that toned chest, towards his companion's face... And those dark eyes watching him right back, suddenly focused, sharp, paying full attention to him - as they should be.
He wondered what a sight he, himself, had to make for Kuai Liang in return - his form very carefully open and relaxed, inviting, pale hair fanned out all around him on the covers - shifting slowly on its own, as if gently pushed and pulled by some invisible force...
... Legs spread as a result of their previous position - now to make space for his lover to kneel between them...
"I missed you," Kuai Liang said, both his voice and expression more serious now, and yet soft, so very soft - even as he lowered his body until he was supporting himself on one arm, his hand resting somewhere among Tomas' ever-moving hair.
It forced Tomas' own elbow to bend between them in response - his fingers pressing more firmly against his partner's stomach now... But not to push him away, never that, only to enjoy the sensation - the weight...
As much as he despised being held down, he had certainly always enjoyed having Kuai Liang on top of him.
... Which had been one of his first clues, all those years ago.
"And I missed you," he whispered, raising his other hand as well now - carefully brushing back a couple strands of black hair, tucking them behind his partner's ear... Before cupping his cheek. "I don't like it when I cannot come with you. If something happened..."
There was no judgement, no accusation in his voice - and he was not stating anything new or secret, either - and yet Kuai Liang's brow still furrowed... As if that had been his fault, somehow.
"I know," he started... And what else could Tomas do, then, if not bring his hand higher still, the tips of his fingers trailing across his beloved's forehead - as if to smooth out the lines that had formed there. The sudden exhale he received in response told him that he must have been at least partially successful - and in the next moment Kuai Liang's free hand took hold of his own, bringing it to his partner's lips for a sweet, lingering kiss. "... I know."
And nothing more could be done about that.
Kuai Liang's grip shifted - as he let their hands come to rest upon the bed, their fingers intertwined... And Tomas' heart skipped a beat in response, his lips slightly parted. He felt so... Torn... But his love wasn't actually resting his weight on that hand, wasn't pressing it down - and, experimentally, Tomas pulled on it gently, sliding it a bit to the side... Just to reassure himself.
As if he hadn't known.
Kuai Liang said nothing about it.
No, instead, the corners of his lips curled up, just barely, the smile nothing if not understanding and patient - warming Tomas' poor heart and making something flutter happily lower than that. For a grown man, he certainly suffered from those so-called butterflies often enough...
But he supposed that was simply because he had fallen for the right person.
And so he smiled back - at the same time letting his free hand slowly travel up over his beloved's chest, caressing smooth skin... Hoping no more scars would ever come to cross it, unrealistic as that was in their line of work.
Then again, maybe scars weren't so bad; at least they meant survival...
But that was yet another matter Tomas did not want to focus on.
Perhaps Kuai Liang was able to sense the shift in his mood - because while he had allowed himself a short moment to simply watch from above, now his hand gave Tomas' a little squeeze... Before he lowered himself even more, still mostly supporting his own weight - and yet finally bringing their bodies together, aligning them just right, crotch to chest... Making Tomas instinctively arch up against him with a quiet gasp - while chasing his fingers away to the side... And right onto Kuai Liang's back.
Suddenly, Tomas forgot all about getting his partner to catch some sleep.
Instead, years of experience almost immediately guided his legs back around Kuai Liang's waist, always seeking more, thighs squeezing hard... And he was rewarded for it as his lover rocked their bodies together in response - teasingly, slowly - only once, which was nowhere near enough...
... And yet it still brought twin - shaky - sighs from both of their mouths.
The arousal had merely been embers before, glowing steadily, and yet not giving off that much heat... But that one action had been enough to feed the flames into truly awakening.
"Again," Tomas breathed out, his eyes closed now, his hand sliding up Kuai Liang's back, reaching his shoulder - grasping it almost desperately. Hair tickled the side of his face... And then a warm breath at his neck announced the unmistakable presence of his partner there - right before those hot lips descended upon his skin, dropping quick little kisses wherever they could reach.
Thankfully, it seemed like Kuai Liang was done torturing them both for the moment - and this time his hips didn't simply repeat their previous motion. No, blessedly, they kept going - alternating pressure - and as Tomas bit his bottom lip, just in case, he more felt than heard his lover let out another quiet sigh... No; a groan.
And if that sound didn't travel straight to his groin...
He shivered - hard - for a couple of seconds completely forgetting how to breathe, focusing only on this wonderful friction, on the lips now making their way down his neck, stopping to lick and nip at the point where it met his shoulder... Not enough to leave a mark - never enough, not there, because bruises in some spots were much more difficult to hide or explain...
... And then it all ceased.
Tomas wasn't proud of the desperate little noise he made deep in his throat as his lover's hips rolled to a sudden stop - still pressing down, but in a way that only made him ache and yearn for more... And his thighs shifted their grip, his back arching up from the mattress - until a hand settled on his waist, firmly halting his attempts.
He hadn't even realised Kuai Liang had let his own hand go.
"Hold on," his partner whispered now, breathless.
"Two weeks," Tomas immediately replied.
But... Through the veil of arousal that had settled over his mind, he did notice now that... There had been something more to Kuai Liang's voice - a different kind of interest layered over the usual one.
What...?
Finally blinking his eyes open, Tomas glanced up at his companion's face... Only to find Kuai Liang looking to the side of his head instead, down to where his hand was now sliding towards... Slipping under the fabric of Tomas' loose shirt to push it away - exposing more of his shoulder...
Oh.
All right.
"Enjoying the view?"
His question didn't sound quite as playful as he had intended for it to be, his tone of voice still too clearly distracted, his breathing too laboured... But even though certain parts of his body throbbed - begging for attention - he couldn't deny the sudden wave of satisfaction...
Because - in his lover's eyes - he could see pure and unadulterated attraction.
The intensity of it made him shiver.
"You should have told me," Kuai Liang said - but it certainly wasn't an accusation... It couldn't be, not when he kept looking at Tomas like that, both curiosity and hunger evident in his gaze.
"You gave my lips something better to do."
At first, at least; perhaps there might have been an opportunity or two along the way... But, to be honest, Kuai Liang's presence alone had been enough to make Tomas forget all about that.
"Show me," his love said...
And who was Tomas to deny him when he asked so nicely?
Despite Kuai Liang's request, it was actually his own hands that did most of the work; Tomas barely managed to reach down towards his belt before his partner took over, getting rid of it first - and then sliding the folds of Tomas' shirt to the sides. The most he had to do was push himself up a bit for a moment... And soon the fabric pooled at his forearms - abandoned at that point, no longer in the way...
... Revealing grey patterns climbing up Tomas arms, starting right above his elbows and curling in all directions - sometimes coiling, widening here, growing thinner there... An obvious artistic representation of smoke that reached his shoulders from the sides and from behind, nearly got to his neck - and yet never met in the middle.
And Kuai Liang already looked absolutely enamoured with it.
Gently - with something almost close to reverence - his hand took hold of Tomas' biceps and guided it until the arm turned just enough, the whole shoulder shifting forward with it. The grip loosened then, and Kuai Liang's fingers trailed along one of the inked tendrils there, his sweet, careful touch raising goosebumps upon Tomas' skin.
His lover had been rather enthusiastic about the idea back when Tomas had first brought it up, but he had assumed that a large part of it came simply from his being supportive.
Now, however...
"They will look even better from behind," he said, his voice instinctively lowered... And right there and then he was fully willing to push the urgency away to bask in this wonderful feeling instead, in the knowledge of how adored he was, how admired.
And while it was often difficult to tell with Kuai Liang's eyes when they darkened, the way they instantly jumped towards Tomas' own pair now, suddenly focused...
It left very little between them uncertain.
"Purely accidental, I am sure."
It wasn't.
"Of course," Tomas said, not breaking the eye contact even for a moment - as he felt the fingers on his arm start moving again, tenderly caressing along the tattooed lines. "After all, why would I have planned for something like that?"
"Why, indeed..."
And before he knew it, his lover was leaning back down - Tomas' own head automatically lifting a bit to meet him just a fraction of a second earlier... And then lips were upon lips once more, tongues desperately pressing together, hearts pounding wildly...
... An actual moan escaping Tomas' throat as his partner's hips pushed down again just right - until he surprised himself into sudden silence, inhaling sharply.
Quiet, he reminded himself.
But Kuai Liang didn't give him a chance to worry about it for too long - or perhaps he was simply trying to keep Tomas' mouth occupied, to muffle any more noises he could possibly make? What mattered was that all the parts of Tomas that had been so cruelly neglected mere moments ago now felt like they were on fire again, the base of his spine tingling - his own hips instinctively rolling up against the solid, warm form of his companion... Making them both shiver.
And if this was the treatment he received because his lover was apparently into tattoos...
"I have another," he breathed out against Kuai Liang's lips, words barely audible - and, in that first moment, he wasn't even entirely sure if his partner had caught it.
Perhaps that was actually for the better; he had been planning to make this particular reveal something more... Sweet, more romantic - more than just some additional incentive for Kuai Liang to absolutely devour him...
But then - as the hand on Tomas' biceps switched onto his hip instead - Kuai Liang spoke... And just the roughness of his voice alone was enough for heat to pool low in Tomas' abdomen.
"Another...?"
"Tattoo. I got - another one," Tomas said quickly between heavy breaths, pausing only to swallow hard... As his throat was starting to feel strangely dry. "A surprise."
He hadn't even shown it yet - and still his reward already arrived, another warm kiss pressed into his lips... As reassuring as it was tempting. The thumb at his hip began to rub little circles into his skin... And, wonderfully so, this time Kuai Liang didn't stop - only slowed down, his pace torturous in the best possible way.
Tomas felt like he could melt.
"For me?"
The question almost got lost between their lips - but Tomas had been waiting for it, his heart racing in anticipation like a spooked hare, the sound of its beating too loud in his ears. Oh, but he felt torn... Presenting the tattoo meant another temporary distraction, after all, a loss of at least some contact...
... But on the other hand, there had been this strange sort of... Of wonder hidden in Kuai Liang's voice right then, as if - deep down - he was still surprised by someone... By Tomas doing something for him...
And Tomas' heart broke a bit each time that happened.
The choice turned out to be an easy one, after all.
"Mmhm," he hummed at first, catching his lover's bottom lip between his own pair one more time - pulling on it gently... And then he was ready. "For you. I only have one lover to spoil, you see."
He heard the sudden exhale that warmed his face - and he knew that it was a sign of a small victory.
This time, at least.
His hands hadn't exactly been trapped so far; his own shirt limited his range of movement, yes, but didn't block it completely - and it wasn't like that could have really stopped him, either. Still, the fabric stood in the way now, and Tomas was in a hurry - eager to prove his care, his devotion, to chase away all that troubled his beloved's heart...
It was faster, really, to let his forearms effectively phase through the dark material, shifting into smoke - and then immediately reforming right above it.
His eyes opened just in time to catch a flicker of something in Kuai Liang's gaze... But it was gone before he could truly focus - and then his lover's hand was on his left forearm, bringing it up towards their faces...
And, well; he could think about that look later - because the current one...?
The intensity of it took his breath away.
There, on the inner side of his wrist, black and tiny - especially in comparison to the wisps of smoke spreading across his arms and shoulders - was... A scorpion.
A very familiar one.
... And maybe Tomas was a little bit nervous, after all.
How could he not be, though, when he got to watch his beloved's lips part slightly in surprise, that same emotion flashing in his eyes first - before making space for so much more. A touch of confusion, Tomas was painfully sure, then sudden understanding - and something deeper right after, a raw look he had often caught directed his way in their younger years... And even still now...
A furrowing of Kuai Liang's brow accompanied that feeling, and Tomas was relatively certain that his heart must have stopped in response... But soon a warmer glow entered his partner's eyes, something so incredibly soft - and he breathed out a shaky sigh of relief.
He wanted Kuai Liang to look at him like that always.
His lover still took his time before actually saying anything, dark eyes never leaving the little scorpion - thumb coming to brush against it with that special kind of tenderness that Kuai Liang only seemed to have reserved for Tomas.
"If anybody notices this..."
Tomas didn't allow himself to feel disappointed, actively fighting the sinking sensation in his chest. This wasn't a reprimand, and his lover's voice made that more than clear; it was quiet, and gentle, and... And awed.
Regretful.
"What will they do? My loyalty is to you, everyone knows that."
And perhaps that was not the right thing to say, after all - as a shadow of... Something... Immediately passed over Kuai Liang's face. Guilt, perhaps. Certainly concern.
... Pride.
No, it was definitely not the smartest sentiment to express - the idea of openly following someone other than the Grandmaster, than the Lin Kuei as a collective... But it was also not something that Tomas could truly hide.
A part of him wondered sometimes if that was the real reason why love was so strictly forbidden within the clan.
"Besides, I wear either long sleeves or gloves - or arm guards. Nobody is going to notice. This is for your eyes only..." Allowing his voice to go lower and his gaze to fall to his partner's lips, Tomas brought his free hand upon Kuai Liang's side... Rubbing gently back and forth, soon letting his fingers slide over his companion's ribs and onto his back - slowly increasing the pressure there...
Until more and more of Kuai Liang's weight came to truly rest against him, wonderfully warm and firm and safe.
"... And for your satisfaction..."
Those same fingers shifted now - blunt nails digging into Kuai Liang's skin and slowly dragging down his back in four lines... Not enough to leave lasting marks, nor to really hurt... Only to bring out the shiver that somehow seemed to echo in Tomas' own bones.
"... Your pride..."
His partner's hand moved along his wrist - until it caught his own, their fingers immediately interlocking, as if connected was their natural state. And just like they had started this, soon their hands were resting on the mattress once again... And Kuai Liang's head was tilting, perhaps unsure whether to lean down for a kiss - or let Tomas keep talking.
"... Your pleasure."
For a moment, silence fell between them, broken only by the sounds of their breathing.
They moved at the same time - lips finding lips, hands squeezing in their shared hold, hips rocking together... And Tomas' eyes instantly fell shut, but he still felt the brush of the fabric beneath his back being pulled to the side - freed and removed, and immediately forgotten about. That was one more thing completely out of the way now... And Tomas couldn't help but hum his approval.
The sound quickly turned into something closer to a pleased purr - as he felt a strong arm replace the cloth... Keeping his back bent up.
"Good," Kuai Liang somehow managed to say between the fervent kisses - his voice so low that it almost resembled a growl more... One that reverberated along Tomas' spine, making his entire body tremble, his thighs squeezing his lover's hips tight. And apparently Kuai Liang wasn't even done... "Because it suits you."
... And each single word forced Tomas' back to twitch a little bit higher and higher up, this sudden electricity setting his nerves on fire - sending flames running through his veins... And straight towards his cock.
Truthfully, it wasn't even about what his lover had said - though Tomas had discovered a long, long time ago just how effectively Kuai Liang's compliments worked on him. But no; it was instead that tone of voice...
Because the guilt, the concern, the painful longing were gone - and Kuai Liang sounded purely possessive now, so proud and pleased... Which was all Tomas had ever wished for - to have it directed towards him and him alone.
He was barely aware of the breathless little laugh that evidently left his own throat, the sound light and strangely distant to his ears.
"I hope so, it is all rather permanent..."
And maybe he didn't mean only the tattoos.
"Do you have any other surprises waiting for me tonight?"
As their lips met this time, the corners of Tomas' own pair curled into a smile, both satisfied and just a little bit amused; he could imagine where that was going...
"Mm, no," he murmured as soon as he was allowed to breathe again - not even bothering to tease, to joke about which one of them seemed eager now, hm? No, he had waited too long to stall. "No more distractions, I promise. I am all yours."
And Kuai Liang didn't even reply.
Without further interruptions, it quickly became a familiar dance - one that mere weeks apart could never take away from them... And Tomas was certain that even years wouldn't have.
Hands slid over skin, tender and yet suddenly rushed, slipping beneath fabric, pulling at its ties; brushing back hair to keep it out of the way... Even though Tomas' own grey strands seemed determined to always come back - swaying slowly in the air, gently wrapping around wrists and fingers, and then simply moving through them to stay in constant motion.
Boots were a bit of a challenge - but nothing they couldn't handle.
"Oil?"
Tomas couldn't even find the words to reply - not as his heart fluttered at the question, his insides deciding to perform a quick somersault. All he could do was nod his head, exhaling deeply - and reach one hand behind him, under the pillow, blindly feeling for... Ah, there.
Pressing the tiny bottle into his lover's palm earned him a kiss to his shoulder - and, for a moment longer, Kuai Liang continued to mouth along it...
Right over the ink, Tomas realised with a shiver.
"Have you...?"
And Kuai Liang really didn't need to finish that sentence for Tomas to understand exactly what it meant - for him to start automatically shaking his head, his eyes squeezed shut.
"No," he whispered quickly, fervently. Speaking felt like such an effort right then - and yet... There were certain priorities. "I've been good. Waiting for you."
Hot air spread over the skin of his neck and shoulder, his lover's exhale shaky - clearly affected.
Kuai Liang's next inhale made it sound almost like he wanted to say something else... But, in the end, Tomas simply felt him nod as well, his hair brushing against Tomas' jaw...
And that was that.
The familiar pop of the bottle's stopper had Tomas' hips automatically jerking up, something in his stomach tightening - his cock twitching in interest. He was relatively certain that he had given himself a Pavlovian response to that sound quite a while ago... Or rather, technically speaking, Kuai Liang had done that to him.
He didn't entirely mind.
Of course he knew what came next - and so he waited, holding his breath, anticipation keeping his muscles tense... For a hand to guide his legs up or to the side, or perhaps even to completely turn him around - just like he had so eagerly suggested earlier himself...
... Only none of that seemed to happen - and as the wonderful pressure eased up and then disappeared again instead, leaving him cold and his poor cock completely abandoned, pulsating with urgent need, Tomas finally forced himself to blink his eyes open, confusion evident in his gaze.
Above him, still kneeling between his thighs, was his lover - a sight to behold, always, but especially right then. Entirely bare, his chest rising and falling with obvious effort, messy hair spilling to the front over one shoulder... Eyes even darker than usual and staring down at Tomas in return, something primal and hungry hiding in their depths...
And yet Tomas' own gaze was inevitably drawn lower than that - towards the hand already sliding slowly up and down, up and down along his partner's impressive member, fingers glistening a bit as they caught the light just right - slick with both oil and precum.
Which was... Not the usual order of things, he noted distantly.
But he also didn't have the mental capacity right then to care.
Slowly, without turning his eyes away, without even blinking, Tomas lifted his arms - and Kuai Liang came to him easily, their bodies naturally fitting together, two halves of the same whole. Tomas' hands roamed his partner's back, pressing down and rubbing lovingly, urgently, mindlessly - anything to keep them as close together as it was physically possible while Kuai Liang's face found its place by his neck once more...
The first brush of hot fingers against his cock had Tomas drawing in a sharp breath, his hips twitching up into the touch.
... Oh.
He didn't have time to think, to consider what to do - nor did he really need to. His body knew what it wanted, and it had certainly been trained well over the years; a small change of plans couldn't suddenly affect that.
One of his own hands immediately slid between them, leaving Kuai Liang's side with a light grazing of nails... And Tomas felt his lover tremble above him as his fingers quickly reached their prize, curling around Kuai Liang's shaft. Oh, but it was already a slippery mess, both of them hard and leaking, the warm oil spreading fast - getting all over Tomas' abdomen, too...
And, to be honest, he wouldn't have had it any other way.
It was easy to match each other's pace after the first few experimental strokes, finding the right angles, the position most comfortable for them both. Tomas' legs bent a little more, spread a bit further apart; he had to actively fight the urge to wrap them around his lover's waist. Hot, heavy breaths swept over his neck as Kuai Liang's lips reattached themselves to his flushed skin - half-kissing and half-licking at it, slowly travelling up and down... Making him tilt his head back and to the side.
Tomas' eyes had long since fallen shut, his heartbeat covering and muffling every other sound in his ears - and so the entire world was just touch, and heat, and his beloved's familiar scent, everything that felt like home...
Pure delight.
There was barely any space left between them, the air trapped between their bodies warm and damp. Pressed together as they were, Tomas felt every roll of their hips push his lover's length through his hold and against his stomach - and gods, but he had forgotten how good something simple like that could be, how wildly satisfying... Giving him just as much pleasure as Kuai Liang's hand was, rubbing their cocks together and sending an inferno coursing through Tomas' veins.
Oh, how he adored being the recipient of his beloved's affections...
He had learnt to be quiet a long, long time ago, they both had - and yet it was still never an easy task, especially not when his partner shifted his grip just right... And Tomas' lips fell open in a nearly silent gasp, a sudden surge of electricity along his spine arching his back - his fingers digging into Kuai Liang's skin.
"Sensitive," he heard his lover murmur into his neck, breathless, and yet clearly pleased.
"You do not want me to start teasing now..."
And he supposed the kiss pressed against his pulse point was the only please, don't that he was going to get.
... Even if he was relatively sure he could feel his partner's lips stretching into a smile.
His skin felt too tight over his body by that point, everything within it - too hot, heat pooling low in his stomach... And blooming everywhere his partner touched. Kuai Liang would have never truly burnt him, not on purpose, at least - and yet this felt dangerously close, and Tomas knew his lover was not in full control of that, Kuai Liang's body temperature rising instinctively as pleasure between them built up.
Hells, Tomas dick throbbed in time with his heartbeat as anticipation coiled in his abdomen, both of their hands - and hips - speeding up, grips tightening, breaths coming out in pants. Biting his lip hadn't helped much, and so now he wasn't even trying to stop the little ohs and ahs; though they had to stay quiet, letting them out at all already felt like salvation.
His entire self, body and mind, seemed to be filled with euphoria - his heart and nerve endings singing, never wanting this to end, and yet at the same time chasing the final high. His balls were drawn tight, taut with the urge to cum - and he could tell that it would not be long anymore...
It was heavenly, and it was pure torture, so many sensations combining at once. It was, in fact, physically almost too much... And yet, emotionally, nowhere close to that.
The bed creaked softly beneath them as their movements grew erratic - and by then Kuai Liang was no longer even kissing his neck... No, he was mouthing along it, and then at his shoulder, nuzzling at the point where they met - completely without conscious thought, it seemed, focused instead only on bringing them both pleasure...
And it made Tomas so proud that he was the one doing that to his partner - for a moment turning off his wonderful, sharp mind... Reducing him to his base instincts.
Sometimes he felt like had fallen in love with a force of nature.
And just like with a force of nature, the orgasm hit him like a hurricane.
Suddenly, it felt like the bottom dropped out of his stomach completely - and Tomas whimpered, shuddering, his thighs trembling, eyes squeezing tightly shut. He couldn't even tell when he had thrown his head back - but his lips were parted now and he panted hard, desperately dragging his nails across his lover's back, searching for some purchase, trying to anchor himself as his hips kept wildly thrusting up...
... And Kuai Liang stroked him through it all, shivering himself and growing impossibly hot - until a low groan of pure pleasure sounded right by Tomas' ear... And then he could tell his partner's body was also shaking with the force of his release, his cock twitching hard in Tomas' grasp.
A completely new sort of heat began to cover Tomas' stomach and even his chest - the liquid kind, both his own and Kuai Liang's, mixing together and sticking between their skin wherever they pressed close... But Tomas certainly didn't mind. No, he loved this sensation, too - when it was fresh and warm. It made him feel... Marked, in the temporary way they could allow themselves to be...
Owned.
For a moment, he went quiet - forgetting how to breathe, holding the air in his lungs until it started to burn... And then releasing it in a long, shaky sigh, all of him switching from pleasured to almost too sensitive... While his body slowly calmed down. It took some actual effort on his part to gradually lower his back onto the mattress... The base of his spine still tingled, but no longer in anticipation - only in absolute delight.
Something lazy and sleepy was beginning to settle underneath his skin - the best kind of exhaustion taking over... And as he came down from his high, his hand also slowed down - the last part of him to stop moving.
Above him, Kuai Liang let out another heavy exhale... But he, too, finally seemed to relax.
Tomas' eyes remained closed for a while longer - and he simply listened to the sounds of their breathing as it grew more regular, bliss removing any tension from his muscles, leaving his body loose and content. The air around them was filled with the scent of sex - and it was really a good thing that nobody other than Kuai Liang and maybe occasionally Bi-Han ever visited Tomas' room...
But - right then - he couldn't even bring himself to worry about that, not when his lover's form still felt so wonderfully warm, covering his own... When their hands slowly retreated, when Tomas felt Kuai Liang's palm settle on his hip, sticky, but still so very welcome there - squeezing hard just once...
When his own - clean - hand was free to start tracing shapes on the skin of his partner's back, most of them random at first... Before unintentionally switching towards familiar swirling lines.
"Give me ten minutes," he heard his lover's sleepy whisper, barely audible at that point...
And then Kuai Liang was shifting on top of him, slowly sliding himself slightly lower - drawing a bit of a shiver out of Tomas' tired body... Until his partner's head came to rest against his shoulder.
He could only chuckle breathlessly in response.
"Sleep, love," he simply said, both his words and his voice soft. "There will be time later."
And as he forced himself to open his eyes, as he took in the mess of dark hair and the red spots where Kuai Liang's hot skin had been pressed close against his own for too long - not quite burns, merely proof of his body reacting to the heat, sure to soon disappear... And the lines his own nails had left on his lover's back in return...
As he completely ignored the fact that they should really clean up first or regret that later...
Yes; he hoped they would have all the time in the world.