kingofsomekind

Who: Lucas Anker (

wedancetodrownoursorrows) & Damon O’Neill (

kingofsomekind)
What: Staycation Honeymoon
When: Ongoing during the month
Where: Their home in the dales
Warning(s): Smut af

They were behind on things. Their new little puppy had taken up a great deal of time in the days following their wedding, and they’d both excitedly given all of their time to her care. Damon has shown Lucas how to train a dog and they’d bought her a bed and toys, food and a treats and a dish. But now... now she was sound asleep, getting the rest a young dog needs and Damon wanted to take advantage of the peace to spend some of this time making up for their... physical needs.

He grinned as he tugged Lucas’ sleeve, backing up their wide staircase and toward the door to their bedroom. He considered the possibility of moving it further, into the dungeon.

“Where do you think we should take this?”

Damon gave Lucas a look, chewing softly at his lip, before tipping his head back for a kiss.

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Lucas was pleased that he'd caused that gasp, even if it was small. He liked pleasing Damon like this. He whined softly, slightly in protestation, when Damon pulled away. But then he understood. And despite being desperate, he appreciated that Damon was asking for explicit consent. God, he loved this man so much it was almost overwhelming.

He lifted his head a little and smiled up at him lovingly, and nodded. And then Damon spoke again.

"Fuck, please, yes," and then let his head fall back again.

"Please. Fuck my throat."

He strained his neck a little trying to reach him, but couldn't, and instead let his mouth hang open, as he waited in desperate impatience.