Table For Two

[Nennius]

Table For Two It had been several months since Felix separated from his wife, allowing Nen to fill the void that was left in the house. Felix provided him with everything he could need and more. Every day he was thankful for a roof over his head and food in his belly, even if it was all the result of a terrible event.  Nen checked his watch, smiling as Felix would be home soon assuming an emergency at the hospital hadn't held him up. It wasn't unusual for Nen to cook and have dinner waiting for the man, but it was rare when the meal was more than boxed mac and cheese. He'd managed to keep the kitchen in a controlled chaos, dirty pots and pans piled up in the sink while the withering remains of chopped vegetables lingered on the counter. The good news was it at least smelled good. What exactly had prompted Nen to go the extra mile tonight, he wasn't sure, but he did like it when Felix smiled. Together they had shared each others bodies countless times. There were kisses, touches, cuddles and conversations and yet Nen wasn't actually sure where he stood with Felix. Was he just a comfortable house guest with benefits or was there something more? Of course Nen had done a piss poor job of making his intentions clear as well but the last thing he wanted was to fuck this up. He was happy here and if that meant keeping his love silent, he would do so. He'd just finished setting the table when he heard the lock click to the front door.

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[Felix Valerius]

When Valerius had been with his wife, he had picked up as many shifts as he possibly could. Sometimes it would be a couple of days before he went home, wanting to avoid the environment for as long as possible. He had completely immersed himself in work, having no desire to go home. But since Nennius, all that had drastically changed. He found himself looking forward to the end of a shift, and not offering to take any more unless it was absolutely necessary. He found an . . . anticipation, and excitement about going home. Something to look forward to at the end of a long day. And today, was no exception to that. He got changed and made his way home, eager to spend a nice relaxing time with his partner.

As soon as he stepped through the door, the smell was the first thing that Valerius took notice of. It was not uncommon for Nennius to prepare a meal for him -- something that Valerius always appreciated -- but this time, it was different. "Something smells incredible," he stated, closing the door behind him, hanging up his coat and then making his way to where Nennius was, his eyes catching the sight of a set table. "Did you hire a chef for the evening?" He asked him, almost teasingly, but there was an expression of seriousness on the doctor's face.

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[Nennius]

Table For Two Nen smiled brightly when Felix praised him and it sent his ego straight for the clouds. Compliments were not totally unheard of coming from Felix's mouth but every time he uttered one, Nen was floating, excited that he had done something to make Felix happy or proud of him. That same feeling that lifted him up also dropped him flat on his face when the man mentioned hiring a chef.  The once brilliant smile was now a glare of death from a fierce animal with wounded pride. He knew Felix was teasing him, but Nen was quite sure that part of his job description was to fling the mud right back at his boss. The glare then rolled into a cocky shrug of the shoulders as he began clearing the table. "Don't get your hopes up, it wasn't made for you," He humphed. Unlike Felix, Nen didn't have a good poker face and the corners of his mouth started to tilt upward despite his efforts at neutrality.

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[Felix Valerius]

There were many things about Nennius that Felix enjoyed. The wit and humor and that he quipped with was certainly among them. It kept Felix on his toes, and he found it . . . endearing more than tiresome. Most arguments it led to were playful ones -- now more so than before when his wife was in the picture. He studied Nennius' expression carefully, though where Valerius was often stoic, Nennius tended to be the opposite. The older male moved closer to him until standing directly in front of his partner.

"If that is meant for someone else . . . " Valerius began to say. The connotations of that 'someone else' were quite clear since the setting seemed romantic, and cooking for someone was rather intimate. Valerius firmly gripped the front of Nennius' shirt as he continued with his statement. "Then I may just have to kill them." The tease was more clear -- since Valerius obviously wasn't going to kill anyone. But there was a possessive edge to his voice when he said it, and a tug of the shirt to pull Nennius closer to him, and keep him in his grasp. Valerius wasn't someone who liked to share.

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[Nennius]

Table For Two And it was Felix's possessiveness that turned him into a malleable and agreeable pile of goo. The strong grip at his shirt, the low, darkened voice and the thinly veiled threats which weren't even threats at all, all of it sent shivers through his body. Desire pooled in his belly as Felix was close enough for Nen to catch his scent even over the aroma of the meal. He immediately felt out of breath and hot, his clear blue eyes focusing on Felix's lips. He wanted to lean forward and capture them. He wanted to pull at the hem of the other man's shirt, lift it and run his palms down his well formed abdomen. Kiss his nipples. Tug at the button of his pants and grip him, stroke him. Fall on his knees and wrap his lips around him. Taking a deep breath through his nose, Nen realized his quick daydream had more effect on him than he thought and his cock bulged uncomfortably within his jeans. For once he seemed tongue tied with no witty comebacks, just his arms snaking around Felix's shoulders and neck as Nen pushed himself even closer. Dinner might have to wait...   tag : Felix Valerius

[Felix Valerius]

Nennius didn't say anything, but Valerius knew the other male well enough to be aware of the fact that his silence was very telling. For a man who always had a witty retort on hand now rendered to silence . . . well, Valerius knew what that meant. Not to mention where his gaze fell and the actions that followed, of his wrapping his arms around his neck, shifting even closer still. Enough for Valerius to feel his arousal against his, which only strengthened Valerius'. He leaned forward as if to kiss Nennius, but instead, but flicked his tongue against the younger male's lips.

He then swiftly shifted them, turning Nennius around and forward a few steps so that his front was pressed against the fridge, with Valerius' body pressed against his back. The older male's lips went to Nennius' ears. It was clear that dinner was going to have to wait. It was so unfamiliar and yet not unwelcome. For Valerius to set aside all other basic needs: hunger, thirst, sleep . . . for each and every time, his need for Nennius seemed to trump all others. "Does it excite you to know, that I would never let anyone lay a finger on you," he said directly in Nennius' ear, while Valerius' hands fell to the younger male's pants to undo them and pull them down.

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[Nennius]

Table For Two Nen pushed forward as much as he could when Felix dipped his head to kiss him but was quite disappointed when he was denied. He would have pouted but Felix turned him roughly and suddenly, pushing his entire body against the refrigerator door. The fierceness in which Felix pressed against him was exhilarating. He could feel the taut muscles of the older man's chest against his shoulders, his excited cock against his ass and his strong thighs planted firmly against his own. Nen was completely encompassed by the man, prickling with anticipation. Felix's hot breath, cheeky words and the sudden loss of his pants made him turn his head, glancing over his shoulder with lusty eyes and a subtle smile. "And what would you do to anyone who dared?" Nen nudged his ass back into Felix's groin, provoking him but also attempting to keep his cock away from the cold, hard refrigerator door. tag : Felix Valerius

[Felix Valerius]

Valerius felt the ache within his body intensify with Nennius rocking back against him, and now that he had pulled down Nennius' pants, his hands roaming over the curves of his behind before moving to the fastening of his own pants and hastily undoing them. His lips continued to press against Nennius' ear, his question making Val's pulse quicken. "Let's hope we never have to find out," he stated. While he was often a composed man, he knew that things could quickly turn when provoked. Certain situations prompting a more intense response than others. And where Nennius was concerned . . . well, Valerius knew he reacted rather, emotionally towards the other male.

Valerius raise his hand, spitting in it to slick himself before rubbing the head of his cock against Nennius' entrance. "You better not try to find out," he added, with playful threat though, a seriousness in his tone as well. With that, he pushed his hips forward, his hardened length pushing into Nennius as Valerius let out a heavy exhalation of breath, basking in the feeling of being inside his lover. Without waiting too long, he pushed in again, his hands moving to Nennius' and pressing them against the fridge door, pinning him against it as he thrust in Nennius again; harder, deeper.

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