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Dinner as well? You spoil me.

[ Joe's very proud to use Nicky's fake last name even if it is incredibly uninspired. That's the point though. Boring last names for boring identities.

He follows Nicky to the elevators and then up to the very top floor of the hotel. It's a very nice place and has tones of both Italian art and Arabic tile. ]

I am thinking we have some champagne. Perhaps a shower and then we simply have sex until dinner arrives.

[ Nicky leans against the door and taps against the lock as he absently leans and stumbles into the room as he walks backwards, grinning as he crooks his finger to coax Joe onwards. ]

You see? You are a brilliant man.

[ The penthouse suite is incredible. It truly is bigger than any room they've been in, and the marble and the art looks like home. The champagne is being chilled and Nicky slides his thumb up the neck of it, stroking it and holding Joe's eye contact. ]

Then, a late dinner?

I am a motivated man.

[ As soon as they are in the room he leaves the bags with their clothes by the door. The swords he leaves close to the bed in case they're needed.

He pulls his shirt over his head, tosses it away, and advances on Nicky like a lion stalking prey. ]

Probably a very late dinner.

[ Nicky stands his ground. He has faced down Joe as an enemy, and has seen the onslaught of him approaching, but now it is far more exciting. He keeps his hold on the bottle and pops the cork, nudging it with his thumb. ]

I cannot say that I am very hungry.

[ Thirsty, though, is another matter. He tips the bottle back to stretch his neck out to swallow some champagne, putting it back into the chilled bucket as he waits. ]

Come be motivated and brilliant then.

[ Joe catches Nicky up in his arms, hauls him flush against his chest and kisses him deeply. He pours love and lust into the action. He can taste the champagne when he slides his tongue into Nicky's mouth. It's cool and sweet. ]

I'm hungry for you.

[ He hikes Nicky up higher in his arms and carries him towards the bed. ]

I need you under me. I need to be inside you.

[ He mouths at his neck before he tosses him down on the king-sized bed. ] Now strip before I tear your clothes off.

[ Nicky laughs brightly as he adjusts his legs around Joe's waist to make it easier to be dragged, tipping his chin back as he absorbs the fall with grace, and doesn't kick and spit at Joe like he might have nine hundred years ago.

Oh, how the times have changed (and for the better).

He understands, though. Kissing Joe back is frantic and messy, seeking it out desperately. He drags a kiss along Joe's neck, his gaze heated. ]

Why would you even offer that to me if you didn't intend to do it?

[ Who needs a pair of shorts and a t-shirt anyway? ]

Some clothes are important to you.

[ But since he's been giving permission Joe grabs the t-shirt and tears it easily down the center. He pushes the scraps from Nicky's shoulder and chest then kisses down the exposed skin.

He palms Nicky's crotch through his shorts as he drags his teeth along Nicky's collar bone. ]

Mmm, love. Look at you. So much better than the backseat of that little car. I can properly appreciate you here.

[ Not these clothes. Not this time.

He's more than happy to see Joe rip it to shreds, shoving it away to get the pieces away from him, letting out a soft noise of need when Joe's teeth are on him, and his hand gives such needed and desperate pleasure. ]

We are both far too tall for the cars of this continent.

[ And this is so much better, as he stretches out his toes and the long lean line of his body, squirming to get his shorts unbuttoned, the sandals kicked off. ]

What position would you like to appreciate me in first?

I want to see you.

[ He helps Nicky get his shorts down because really if he's going to stretch out and show off his body he needs to be naked. ]

Just like this.

[ Nicky could ride him or whatever else he wanted later. Right now, Joe wants those beautiful legs wrapped around him as he fucks him into the mattress. ]

Ah, fuck. Is our lube in one of the suitcases?

[ Nicky wriggles, hips writhing against the lovely sheets (honestly, when these were invented, he gave up on the idea of camping ever again), as he pushes them off.

And then, Joe has him completely bare, on the bed, and then he asks about the supplies. Snorting with laughter, Nicky lets his head fall against the pillow. ]

In my carry on, by the door.

[ He wraps his legs around Joe's waist, smirking at him as he gives a little fight now, versus before, challenging him with a raise of his brow, asking what he plans to do about it. ]

Don't laugh. You distracted me.

[ Had he been thinking he would have grabbed it before he threw Nicky onto the bed.

He strokes his hands along those lovely thighs and leans forward to kiss Nicky deeply. He grins his hips down against Nicky's. ]

Can't let me go can you, love? Even so I can fuck you.

[ Joe's not complaining yet. They've got time and he still has some patience. He isn't thinking with just his cock yet. ]

Was it me? Or was it the champagne?

[ Nicky knows it's a combination, given how he'd been stroking the neck of the champagne like he'd been warming up for Joe, but now they're on the bed and the bags are very far away. Nicky tightens his leg's grip on Joe, digging his heels into the small of his back, letting out a shaky breath for the grind. ]

Maybe I want to make you earn it.

[ Besides, he had a very nice orgasm in the car, as cramped as it was. That buys him at least another five minutes of patience and calm before his body decides to go into overdrive with a need for Joe. ]

You know exactly what you did.

[ Nicky's hand on the neck of the bottle and the way his throat moved as he swallowed the champagne. All of it meant to drive Joe mad with thoughts of sex. ]

Then let me have my fun.

[ He begins kissing down Nicky's chest and his stomach with a very clear purpose in mind. He means to make those five minutes of patience a lot less by sucking Nicky's brain through his cock. ]

[ He does. He very smugly does. Nicky grins as he watches Joe begin to descend, giving him just enough reason to loosen his hold on him, stretching out and letting his legs fall apart.

He's hard, of course he is, but with Joe kissing towards his cock, it's suddenly at attention, and Nicky is too. He leans up on his elbows so he can watch properly, hair already mussed every which way. ]

I like your idea of fun very much. Bellissimo.

[ He looks up at Nicky with a little smirk and winks. Giving Nicky pleasure is always fun.

Joe kisses down the length of Nicky's cock which he thinks is the most perfect cock in the world. It's made for him. He licks his way back to the head slowly getting lost in the sensation.

He loves worshiping his husband's body. He starts with a plan but quickly loses it with his enjoyment of the act. ]

[ Nicky inhales softly, his breath catching as he watches Joe from his vantage point, reaching down to tenderly slide his fingers through his curls. They're soft and his skin so warm, his mouth so generous. He is the most handsome and generous man in the world and Nicky falls in love with him now as he does every day. ]

Yusuf.

[ An old name for an old love, his heart bursting with it. His breaths are shorter now, sharper, and he keeps a steady eye on Joe, gripping his hair tighter when the pleasure becomes almost overwhelming, though he doesn't want to come yet. ]

[ An old name but it still sounds so sweet coming from Nicky's mouth. He loves it. He loves the feel of Nicky twitching in pleasure in his mouth.

But he knows that look in Nicky's eyes and draws back when he sees him get close. Joe nuzzles his hip instead. ]

Willing to let me get out of bed now?

[ His tone is playful and inviting. He'll do whatever Nicky wants. ]

[ Nicky groans when Joe slides away from him, aware that his furrowed brow makes him look more of a petulant child than the grown immortal man that he is. He slumps back and lets his head fall to the side, lip slightly pouting. ]

You have ten seconds.

[ And if he's not back in those ten seconds, then Nicky intends to finish himself off, which he hopes he makes clear in his look. ]

More than enough.

[ Joe kisses Nicky's stomach before he scrambles out of bed, stumbles just a little but grabs the bag without falling flat on his ass.

He climbs back into bed and sits on Nicky's thighs to keep his husband from going anywhere. ]

There. Stay still.

[ Joe needs a few more seconds to dig through the bag to find the lube. ]

[ Nicky watches him, laughing with delight the whole time he watches Joe clambering around the hotel room, darting for the bag and avoiding falling over, which is very admirable given how big the room is.

He squirms a little when Joe sits on him, hips rocking up in a desperate need for touch. ]

I think this is more than ten seconds. You are bending the rules.

Rules? What rules?

[ He leans forward and kisses Nicky deeply. He'll meet all his needs in just a minute.

Joe needs the time to get his pants off and slick his cock. He watches Nicky while he strokes himself, his gaze intense and hungry.

Then he shifts his weight, hikes one of Nicky's legs up against his chest and teases like he's going to claim him but holds back. ]

[ He said ten seconds, didn't he? Nicky distinctly remembers saying ten seconds. Lucky for Joe, that kiss distracts him as he tips his chin up into it to claim it, needy as ever and twice as desperate now that he knows they're going to be ready.

His breaths are slow, and he refuses to take his eyes off Joe, barely blinking as he looks at him. It's the best view in the whole world, as far as he's concerned. ]

I don't know, the rules escape me now, when I have such a handsome man holding me.

[ Holding him and teasing him. Nicky's petulance flashes on his face and he reaches out to pinch Joe's hip. ] Joe, you wouldn't dare tease me, would you?

[ Oh, Nicky definitely established some rules that Joe immediately ignored to get what he wanted. They were both in a playful mood. ]

I would. I would absolutely tease you. You know how much I love to see you writhe under me begging for more.

[ And he loves it when Nicky pouts at him. The pinch at his hip made him thrust forward just a little bit. ]

Still feel ready, love? Think I can take you or should I prep you a little bit more?

[ Nicky knows that he should be responsible, but the other part of him says that his body will heal any tears or damage done by their eagerness. No, he thinks. This is a honeymoon, he will not have any harm. Sighing, resigning himself to this, he nods. ]

You should prepare me some more.

[ He almost sounds as if he is attending a funeral given his words, but it feels as such. Any delay means time Joe is not in him, which is a true tragedy. ]

[ There's that honesty he was hoping for. They've been rough with each other in very frantic moments and it always fills them with a little regret after. Hurting each other is never the point. ]

Mmm, you'll enjoy it.

[ He slicks his fingers with lube and eases one inside Nicky. Oh, yes, he's very tight. He needs the care. ]