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Thomas and James collapsed onto their bed after a long day of work as exhaustion overtook them. It had been a long, long day, with lots of paperwork and writing, as well as whatever else needed to be done at the office.

“Today was terrible…” James breathed out, pressing a hand to his forehead as his chest rose and fell heavily. Thomas forced himself to sit up, letting out a tired groan as he did so. “You’re telling me. I don’t think I’ll be able to use my hands for a week….” he said as he shrugged his jacket off of his shoulders. His fingers moved to the front of his shirt, undoing the buttons one by one.

His shirt fell onto the bed with his jacket, leaving his torso bare. James’s eyes flickered over to his boyfriend’s back, looking over it slowly. His pants started to tent, and his cheeks flushed in a mix of arousal and embarrassment.

Thomas heard the hitch in his boyfriend’s breathing, looking back at the shorter man with a raised eyebrow. His expression became amused as he spotted the situation that James was dealing with ‘down south’. “Well, looks like someone’s enjoying the view, huh….?” he teased with a small chuckle, lying down on his side and facing James. His head came to rest on his hand, his elbow resting on the pillows.

James observed Thomas’s face, taking notice of the other man’s flustered expression. He instinctively looked down at the spot between Thomas’s legs, and realized that there was a bulge - much like the one James had - present.

“Speak for yourself….” he replied, looking up at Thomas’s face again. He still felt tired, he had to admit…… but he also couldn’t ignore the need both he and Thomas were experiencing.

Thomas tucked a stray curl of his hair behind his ear, letting out a small, amused breath. “Touché….” he murmured, his gaze never leaving James’s face. He reached out and took one of James’s shirt buttons between his fingers. “So…. I take it that means you wanna…..?” he trailed off, not wanting to do anything if James didn’t want to.

James sighed, resting his hand over the one Thomas had resting on his chest. “Thomas, we’re adults, you can say ‘fuck’ if you want to.” he stated bluntly. Thomas grinned sheepishly. “Yeah, I know…. I just… never mind.” he replied, starting to unbutton James’s shirt “Let’s get this show on the road….”

James felt like his heart skipped a few beats every time Thomas’s hands brushed against his increasingly exposed chest. A button would pop open, and Thomas would move on to the next, his knuckles brushing against the middle line of James’s torso. Thomas took note of it, smiling in a mix of amusement and endearment.

“You okay, Jemmy?” he asked sincerely, knowing that he most likely was but wanting to check anyways. James nodded, letting out a small breath. “Yeah, I’m fine…. Could you just hurry up a little? Please?” he asked, a bit of desperation seeping into his tone. He didn’t mean to be impatient or anything, he just….. he loved Thomas so much, and he wanted to feel connected with Thomas in that way.

Thomas nodded, finally unbuttoning the other man’s shirt completely. He sat up, pulling James up with him and pushing his boyfriend’s clothes off his shoulders. His hands went down to the buckle of his belt, and James followed suit with his own.

James pushed his pants down past his hips, hesitating with his boxers. “Do we need these off too?” he asked as he glanced over at Thomas, who had just discarded his own pants. Thomas thought it over, his tongue pressing against the inside of his cheek as he decided what they should do. “Hm. Well…. I was thinking that we could start with me using my hands, which can work either way.” he said with a small shrug “But…. If you have something different in mind, I’d be alright with that too.”

James nodded. He had had a few different ideas, but Thomas’s idea sounded like a good starting point. “That sounds good.” he agreed. He took ahold of his waistband, taking a deep breath before baring himself completely.

Thomas looked over James’s naked body, eyes taking in every detail, every dip and curve, every scar….. He felt so lucky.

He reached out, cupping James’s cheek and pulling him closer. “You’re beautiful, Jemmy…..” he whispered against James’s lips, before kissing him deeply. He let both hands hold James’s face, gently caressing him with all the care in the world.

James didn’t hesitate as Thomas kissed him, eyes closing as he leaned into it. He let his tongue prod at Thomas’s lips, and he shivered in satisfaction as Thomas accepted the request.

Their mouths met and tasted and slotted and savored, and it seemed that they could go on forever. But the insistent strain of Thomas’s arousal against his boxers reminded the taller man of why they had even started getting undressed in the first place.

He reluctantly pulled away, wiping his mouth off as he watched James come back down with him. He let his hands grab onto his clothes that remained, quickly removing them and tossing them into the pile where the rest of his and James’s clothing sat. All of the fabric was pushed off the bed and onto the wooden floor below.

One of Thomas’s hands moved to the base of James’s neck, carefully trailing down his chest and stomach. His fingers ran lightly yet thoroughly over the skin. The movements were deliberate, his hand making its way to James’s side for a moment, then to his hip, then his thigh, and then finally, to that sensitive spot between his legs.

James swallowed, feeling his need grow at Thomas’s teasing movements. He shifted just a little as sweat beaded on his body. His hips twitched at the slight tingles of pleasure the touch from Thomas produced. Thomas looked up at his face, gaze holding affection and desire that mirrored James’s own, mixed with some reassurance.

Finally, let his hand rest fully on the sensitive part, which was hard with arousal. It drew a small whine out of James, who grabbed onto Thomas’s hair to try and ground himself. “T-Tommy…..” he whimpered as his body flushed even harder.

Thomas pressed a gentle kiss to the corner of James’s mouth, pressing his forehead to James’s temple. “Shh…. I’m getting to it, baby.” he reassured, starting to palm his lover and give him the pleasure he desired. James moaned and shuddered, bucking his hips up into Thomas’s hand. “Ah….. Thomas….”

Thomas felt himself grow increasingly turned on as James reacted so strongly, and he started to palm himself as well. His mouth moved down to press against James’s neck, kissing and nipping at the soft skin as a moan of his own forced its way out of him. “Mm….. James…..” he spoke, just as breathlessly as his lover had.

Thomas continued until both he and James were completely hard. Once he felt he had been thorough enough, he pulled his hands away and moved closer to the edge of the bed. He opened the nightstand drawer and grabbed the lube and a box of condoms, glancing over his shoulder at James, who was breathing shakily as his pleasure lingered. He set the things down again, taking James’s hand into his. “Hey… did I accidentally go too fast….?” he asked softly. He carefully searched over James’s face for any kind of discomfort or pain. Like he always did.

James shook his head, squeezing Thomas’s hand in reassurance. “No, you didn’t. That just….. it felt really good…..” he replied, kissing Thomas’s cheek softly. He looked over at the bottle and box sitting on the nightstand, raising an eyebrow in curiosity as he looked up at Thomas. “What position should we do?”

Thomas gave a small shrug. “Any will be fine…. I’m with you, and that’s what matters.” he said with a smile. He grabbed one of the condoms and ripped the packet open, slipping the rubber onto himself and applying a bit of lube. When he looked back up, James was already lying back against the pillows, legs slightly spread as he waited patiently for Thomas.

Thomas let out a long breath at the sight, approaching the other man once again. He moved over James and carefully lowered himself until they were chest-to-chest. The both of them loved having as much physical contact as possible while they were having sex, so this was standard during their intimate activities.

Thomas glanced downwards, letting one hand drift down to help get him into position. The head of his length pressed against James’s entrance, and James moaned in response. Fuck, that felt good. Thomas took James’s hand into his once more, looking into his eyes as he prepared to start. “I’m gonna go in now, alright…? Tell me if anything hurts.” he said, wanting James to feel only good things.

James ran a hand through Thomas’s hair affectionately, leaning up and kissing Thomas’s lips before resting his head against the pillows again. “I will….. but don’t worry about it too much, okay? It never hurts that long anyways….” he said. He could feel his anticipation growing, especially with the way Thomas was pressed against him. He wanted to get started so badly.

Thomas nodded and took a deep breath, before finally pushing forward and going inside. James winced at the initial pain, but he slowly adjusted as Thomas went deeper. The taller man moved in little by little, until he had bottomed out inside of his lover.

“I think I can start moving now…” he said, kissing at James’s jaw “Is that alright….?” Once James nodded, Thomas started to thrust in and out of him with a slow, mindful pace. His lips roamed over James’s neck as he resumed his ministrations across the area.

James moaned softly, breath hitching and shaking as pleasure washed over him. He started to move his hips with Thomas’s, hand gripping his boyfriend’s tightly. Thomas groaned softly in response to the stimulation he felt all over his body. He started to suck on the side of James’s neck to try and increase the connection between them.

“Jemmy….. you’re so amazing….” he mumbled, continuing with his efforts as he felt James responding so wonderfully “Can I go a bit faster….?” James whined gently, head tilting further against the pillows as it all washed through him. “Yes…. P-please…..” he breathed out.

Thomas immediately picked up the pace, sucking on James’s neck harder. He felt a small bump rise beneath his lips, and when he pulled back, a small bruise remained on his lover’s skin. He ran his tongue over it to try and soothe the skin there, earning another shiver from James.

“T-Tommy….. harder….” James moaned out desperately. He felt so, so amazing, and he couldn’t help but press himself against Thomas in time with his thrusts. Thomas moaned against James’s shoulder as he indulged James’s request, starting to press himself into James harder and deeper.

He got a sudden idea, and he shifted his angle to where he was hitting all of the right spots. James trembled with overwhelming pleasure as Thomas did so, letting out a strangled noise as Thomas’s body moved in and out of him. “O-oh god…. Oh…..” he trailed off, tangling his hands in Thomas’s hair again and resting his forehead against his.

Thomas panted as his hips started to stutter, body growing tense and taut. “Ah….. James….. I’m…. I’m coming…..!” he gasped, moaning as he finished. James followed soon after, clenching around Thomas as he spilled out against the other man’s stomach. They rode it out as the aftershocks flowed through them. A few more soft noises came from them, and soon enough, they had come down from their peak.

Once he had pulled himself together enough, Thomas pulled out of James, removing the condom and tying the end so nothing spilled out. He dropped it into the trash bin beside the bed, before sitting back against the headboard and pulling James into his lap. He nuzzled against James, kissing him softly as they both started to settle down.

“You okay….?” he murmured as his fingers brushed through his boyfriend’s hair. James nodded, resting his forehead against Thomas’s shoulder as his breathing evened out. “Mhm…. That was…. That was good…..” he replied, hands gently rubbing circles into Thomas’s back.

He sighed against his boyfriend’s shoulder, kissing the soft skin there. “We should probably go shower and change the sheets…” he said, glancing down at his body. It was a bit wet with sweat and spit and…. Other things. Thomas chuckled, grinning as he saw his boyfriend observe the mess they had made. “Yeah, probably.” he agreed.

Thomas stood up, and James followed after him once he had gotten his bearings. They gathered their discarded clothing from the floor, along with the messy sheets, and all of them were dropped into the basket sitting by the bathroom door.

Both men stepped into the shower together as James turned the warm water on. They both stood there as the water washed over them, letting it soothe any lingering aches from both their intimacy and their work day. Then the two of them started to scrub themselves thoroughly, the scent of steam and suds filling the room.

Once they were clean and changed into new clothes, the dirty sheets replaced by clean ones, Thomas picked up James and gently laid him down on the bed before lying down beside him. The taller man held the shorter man close, letting James’s head rest his chest. James closed his eyes in contentment, arms looping around Thomas’s body. The gentle ‘thump-thump’ of Thomas’s heart against his ear was like a soothing lullaby.

“Goodnight, Thomas…. I love you…..” he mumbled, his voice tired yet satisfied. Thomas snuggled closer to James, burying his face in the other man’s hair. “Goodnight, James….. love you too….” he replied, the both of them already half asleep. The lingering scent of soap and shampoo drifted around them and enveloped them like a cocoon. And Thomas and James soon drifted off to sleep, both men feeling happy and loved when they were with each other.