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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. ]

[ Nicky grumbles as if he isn't so sure, when he knows the opposite is true. He will very much enjoy it and Joe knows it. He can only keep up the facade for so long, the smile melting through the act on his face, his joy clear as he stares at Joe with delight.

Nicky's eyes close at the first touch, even if they've done this thousands of times. It's always like new. ]

You do know me very well. I think you wouldn't have married me, otherwise.

[ Nicky always needs a minute to relax and open up even though they've done this for centuries. His body is tense but slowly relaxing under his careful attention. ]

The wisest thing I ever did.

[ He trails a few kisses across Nicky's chest. ]

Mine forever. What a blessing.

[ Nicky's breaths draw out and lengthen, a clear sign he's relaxing into a touch and a sensation that is as comfortable to him as breathing. Joe is a part of him, literally at times, and this is how they're meant to be. ]

My blessing. My heart. My Yusuf.

[ His eyes are half-lidded as he cups Joe's chin with his fingers to tip him up and share his gaze. ]

Now. [ His tone turns steely and firm. ] Show me how much you want to claim me.

[ Oh, he knows that tone. That tone is not one to argue with. Joe slid his fingers free and replaces them with his cock, filling Nicky.

He groans as he takes his time. The first stroke is always the best. It's like coming home. It's being one with Nicky.

Joe takes his hands, laces their fingers together and holds them next to Nicky's head.]

[ Nicky's glad he doesn't need to say it again, even though there have absolutely been times where both he and Joe have enjoyed what happens when Nicky has to be firm. When Joe pushes in, though, he curses in a very unpriestly way, glad all that is over, and grips Joe's hand beside his head tighter. ]

You feel so good.

[ This is what he'd wanted last night, in the car, since the lab. This is what he's been hungry for since Marrakesh, and they couldn't. Nicky strains to kiss any space of Joe's skin available, landing on his shoulder before he collapses back, knee adjusting against Joe's chest to try and coax him deeper. ]

[ Joe turns his head to nuzzle Nicky's hair as he slowly makes love to him. Their bodies know how to move against each other with ease. He doesn't have to think. He just has to enjoy the feel of Nicky around him.

He catches his mouth for a kiss, slow and achingly gentle. They're together. They're whole. Nothing will part them. ]

[ Nicky only breathes when Joe does, syncing it together until they're matched, perfectly. It's the only thing he wants, and he makes sure it happens, so that Joe fucks him, they breathe together. They kiss, and it's together.

Dragging his nails up Joe's back, he grabs at his neck, then his hair, holding on tightly. ]

Am I going to have to touch myself? [ It's exhaled, breathy and broken, and very much a challenge. ]

[ Joe moans and regrets that those scratch marks won't stay. He loves the slight sting and the possessive nature of it. But the scratches heal. ]

You try and make love to your husband and he gets so fussy. [ He stares down at Nicky with a playful smile. ] I should tie your wrists to the headboard so you can't and you'll let me take my time.

[ Still, he falls for it and thrusts deeper, harder. ]

[ Nicky scratches one more time, even though he can feel that they've already healed. That's enough to get another bit of a sulk, but it fades quickly when Joe teases him with a good time.

He would protest, but then he gets fucked a little harder and he opens his mouth in a sudden cry when Joe fucks him that deeply. ]

Santa maria. [ It's hissed out, because he knows what he's doing to him. ] You take your time and I will fuck myself on you.

That's not much of a threat.

[ It's the exact opposite of a threat. Joe would love that.

He does know what he's doing. He knows exactly how hard and how fast to go when Nicky is like this. He knows what he wants and can't help but give it to him. ]

[ Nicky scowls at him, because he knows that it's not, he knows what Joe means, but he'd like his husband to give him a little more of what he wants. He pointedly untangles their hands so he can get it wrapped around his cock, not exactly smooth and fluid with his strokes.

It's been a long time since Joe fucked him (he needs this).

And Joe knows it. He knows what to do, but Nicky can't help going against his pace and his best knowledge, just to see what he does. ]

Maybe we will turn the tables. See how you like it?

[ Joe chuckles warmly then very quickly grabs Nicky's hand, pulls it away from his cock, and pins it down against the bed. ]

You're going to come from my cock or not at all, my love. Brace yourself.

[ They can talk about Nicky fucking him after this. Joe's not against the idea, of course. He loves it.

But right now he fucks his husband hard and deep scooting him up the bed with the force. ]

[ Nicky lets out a very unhandsome growl when Joe takes his hand away, snapping his teeth at him in what he probably hopes is a very playful way. It is, mostly, only, he wants the relief of getting to touch himself.

An order from Joe is not to be ignored, though. He reaches behind him, grabbing the headboard, and lets Joe fuck him so hard that he thinks he's trying to make him one with the bed. ]

You look so good.

[ And he does, bouncing like that, fucking Nicky like a man possessed. ]

[ The growl just turns him on more, reminding him of the old days when they snapped and snarled at each other all the time. He loves when Nicky gets spirited.

Joe kisses him hard before he throws his head back and focuses on fucking his husband for all he's worth. It will be awhile before he can manage sentences.

He needs to focus on breathing while he tries to get Nicky off with just his dick. ]

[ Nicky had better come soon, or Joe is going to end up flipped with Nicky riding him, just to remind him of exactly what it is he likes when he's being fucked like this. His eyes are a bright, blazing thing and he grabs at Joe's hair, yanking hard to kiss him, scraping his teeth over his lip to bite.

He's hissing now, moaning Joe's name, spots of white in his vision.

Usually, that means he's close, so close, and he lets his head fall back against the waiting pillows, ekeing out small little noises, but nothing coherent.

By now, Joe should know what that means. ]

[ Gentle lovemaking would have to wait for later. He can see how his Nicky needed this. Maybe Joe did too. To claim him. To remember they are the only ones who can do this to each other.

The only ones they want. ]

Come on, babe. Come on. Let go. I've got you.

[ He runs his fingers through Nicky's hair before he grabs his hips hard enough to bruise if such a thing would stay on his skin. ]

[ Nicky keeps his eyes open now that they're near the end. He wants to see Joe, look into his eyes, he wants to know that it is his husband with him, and no one else. No labs, no doctors, no scientists. Him and Joe, together, the way it's always been meant to be.

His breath shallows out as he stares at him, moaning sharply when Joe drags at his hips, and the sudden movement is just what he needs. ]

Yusuf. [ He chokes out his name, cursing as he comes and makes a mess for the second time in a day, spurred on by his husband's excellent talents for pleasure. ]

[ Those eyes so intense on him make Joe feel like the most important man in the world. He's so loved and there's the proof right there, the way Nicolo looks at him.

He's not far behind his husband. A few thrusts and Joe almost collapses on top of him unable to hold himself up against the pleasure coursing through him. ]

Nicolo... [ He pants heavily against Nicky's lips. ] My love.