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They had a way of making Lavender appreciate his own marriage even more and he was often left wishing he could marry Sage all over again. He was particularly appreciative as he watched Sage prepare breakfast in his boxers. Sage was already up and brushing his teeth when Lavender returned from his early morning run.
I found the right man but I’d go back and marry him in Venice.
Or in the middle of the sea under the moonlight.
He’d marry Sage every day if he could but Lavender knew that no venue or any amount of candles could ever match the magic he felt when they were together.
“Want some orange juice?” Sage glanced over his shoulder as he cut another orange in half for the juicer.
Lavender smiled at Sage over his paper. He was rather thirsty but a glass of juice wasn’t going to satisfy him. “Sure.” He’d showered after his run but pulled on his robe instead of a suit. Lavender flipped it open when Sage turned to bring him a glass, inviting him to take a seat. Lavender was already aroused but his cock throbbed as Sage straddled his thigh.
“Is that why you came down in your robe?” He asked coyly. He bit into his lip as he curled a hand around Lavender’s shaft and stroked.
“Didn’t make sense to put on a pair of trousers knowing we were about to ruin them.”
“Good thinking.”
“Mmmm…” Lavender’s hum turned into a pleading moan as Sage gripped his sac, causing a drop of pre-cum to burst from the head of his cock.
“Mmmm…” Sage agreed. He swiped up the drop with his thumb and sucked on it. He wiggled his brows at Lavender before he rose and lowered to his knees. His tongue dragged along the inside of Lavender’s thigh, then lapped at his balls. Sage made a euphoric sound as he spread Lavender’s legs wider. He angled his head so his tongue could swipe lower, teasing Lavender’s ass.
“Christ, Sage!” Lavender grabbed a handful of his hair and guided Sage’s mouth to the head of his cock.
“I love the way you taste after a run,” he panted, his lips swirling around the head before Sage opened wide. He swallowed almost every inch, then sucked hard as his head bobbed, whipping Lavender’s need into a frenzy.
“Now!” He snatched at his robe until he found the pocket and the foil packet of lube. His hands were shaking as he passed it to Sage, wordlessly pleading for him to hurry.
“Oh! You were prepared!”
“I’m always prepared.” But Lavender was a helpless mess as Sage coated his length with lube, squeezing and tugging ruthlessly. “Please!” He rasped, chasing Sage’s lips when they swung close. Lavender only got a glancing taste. He was pushed back in his seat and offered a tantalizing glimpse of Sage’s ass as his boxers dropped. Sage reached behind him, bracing a hand on Lavender’s thigh as he slowly lowered. “Fuck. You are so beautiful.”
Lavender was mesmerized by the long, lean sweep of Sage’s back and the twisting, flickering muscles in his shoulders and arms. Lavender filled his hands with the tight globes of Sage’s ass, holding him open. He watched as Sage’s ass clung to his shaft as he rocked back and forth and Lavender would never find the words to describe the awe and the pleasure.
“You make me feel beautiful. And…fuckyour cock feels so good, Jeremy!” Sage planted his hands on Lavender’s knees and picked up the pace. His ass slapped harder and faster and the tight heat gripping Lavender’s length got wetter and wetter.
“Oh God, Sage…” Lavender’s head rolled back and his soul imploded. Everything turned into bright light before hot pleasure erupted from his core. Cum rushed from his cock, flooding Sage’s passage as Lavender bucked off the seat.
“Jeremy!” Sage’s back bowed and Lavender held onto him as his body jumped. He gave Sage’s erection a few strokes and caught his cum as he screamed Lavender’s name.
“Mmmm…” Lavender purred, licking his fingers and his palm clean. His other arm was wrapped possessively around Sage’s chest. He felt like a king and ready to conquer the world.
“Do you…want me to make you something to eat?” Sage asked, still dazed and breathless. Lavender chuckled softly as he kissed his hair.
“I’ll have a glass of my juice but I have to get ready. Blink’s calling in half an hour.”
“Go ahead. I’ll bring it up.”
“I love you,” Lavender took a moment to linger and enjoy Sage’s lips before leaving him.
A little less than half an hour later, Lavender was feeling refreshed and he was sharply dressed. He crossed his arms over his chest and was smiling and relaxed when Blink appeared on the screen over the mantle.
“Good morning, Cyril. You’re looking well,” Lavender noted. Blink was dressed in a severely-tailored all-black suit as per usual but Lavender recognized the sated ease and contentedness. He was no longer restless and insatiable but happiness had made Blink more protective and possessive of what was his.
“I’m doing very well. And I hear that Captain Walsh and Doctor Gabriel are happily married and spending the weekend in your suite at The Langham.”
Lavender’s cheeks puffed as he shook his head, still in dismay at their reluctance. “It’s the closest thing to a honeymoon we could get them to agree to,” he complained, making Blink smirk.
“Congratulations are in order for you and your husband as well. The afternoon was an all-around success, from what I’ve heard.”
