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Mike hummed while he kissed.Finally, he stopped working Corvin over with his mouth and instead reached down between them, taking hold of both of them.

“Yes.Yes, fucking touch me like that.Hnnng.”Corvin writhed as his higher functions went offline.Somewhere in the middle of this, in giving himself over, Corvin realized he could always have Mike in this way.Every morning, every night, and a couple more times on the weekends.

On top of that, Pineapple Mike built me a library, and that might just be definitive proof that he is a Good Guy TM.The best, even.And what he does to me, the way this feels, his hand, his humming in my ear, it’s just—

Corvin came.He dragged his fingers down Mike’s back, ran them through the other man’s shorter hair, and arched his back when all his muscles spasmed as if Mike’s hand was conducting electricity.

“Yes, hon, like that.Let me hear how much you like it when I touch you.Sing for me.Moan for me.”Mike was whispering against the side of Corvin’s head, tracing the words with tender kisses.

Mike kept stroking until Corvin was thoroughly spent, but the fact that Mike was still hard against Corvin was…well,hardto miss.

“I still want you in me,” Corvin said when his eyes could focus again, when his tongue could once more articulate words.

Mike smiled down, released their cocks, and reached for the lube on the bedside table.“You know I’d love that.”

Corvin readily spread his knees.The anticipation of Mike’s touch made Corvin’s skin prickle even before he actually felt the other man’s fingers.Mike took his time stretching Corvin open.He touched Corvin like a violinist might touch his instrument’s strings, with precision and near instinctive understanding of how each fingertip might make the wood sing.

Corvin didn’t sing, but he shuddered and shivered under Mike’s hands.He could feel his cock taking interest again, something that wasn’t at all uncommon when Mike took his time.

“I know it’s not the first or even the second time we’re having sex in this house,” Mike said, “but I will admit I’ve been having fantasies about bending you over, pushing you down on or against, and spreading you on top of various pieces of furniture.I definitely want to make love to you on the piano.Again.”

That last bit flooded Corvin’s head with the memory of a date night maybe three months ago, when Mike had revealed he knew a thing or two about playing the piano as well.He’d sat down in front of it and just started into a “melody that had simply come to him,” and Corvin had been so fascinated that he’d gone to his knees, pushed Mike’s legs apart, and sucked him off right then and there.Mike had kept on playing through the entire thing, which was a degree of sexy Corvin wasn’t even sure he knew to properly categorize.It had certainly added to Corvin coming in his pants that night.

Before Corvin could respond to his words, Mike pulled his fingers from Corvin’s stretched hole.

“You look beautiful, hon.”

“You look slightly dazed, Pineapple Mike.”

Mike sighed.“I might be.”

Moving down the bed, he lined himself up.Corvin reveled in the pressure, the stretch, the sensation of being filled slowly but surely.He expected Mike to continue with his steady build, but instead, Mike let out one sharp breath, grabbed Corvin’s thighs, and fucked him roughly in the very best of ways.

Oh my gods, how is this so fucking good?How is he so good at this?

Corvin wasn’t quite sure if he really came again.It felt like it.He could definitely feel—and hear—Mike reach his release.Mike wasn’t always this vocal, but today, it was almost a song coming out of his mouth.

He pulled out before he lay down next to Corvin and tugged him close.Corvin liked that, had become used to the tenderness that always followed the lovemaking.I also like having his cum inside me.

When the glow ebbed, Corvin placed a palm on Mike’s chest.

“Hey, do you want to bend me over the piano later?I could sit in your lap while you play, your cock deep inside me.Would you like that?”

Mike’s sharp intake of breath spoke volumes.“Fuck, Corvin.”

“Hmm?”

“Honey, we still have a van full of stuff to move, plus I don’t want you to get sore.I’m so glad you’re living here now though.”

“I’m glad too.You can cuddle me for five more minutes, and then we’re going to move the books into the library.I want to see those fairy lights.”

Mike chuckled.“All right.Five more minutes.I love you.”

“Love you too.”

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