OOM: Haven. Post-wedding (both of 'em :D)

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The morning after.

It's warm, comfortable - and they're wrapped round each other even more closely than when they'd fallen asleep, if that's possible.

Yesterday? Was a very good day.

[OOC: Warnings for slash]

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'Sí!'

He crawls up his body, kissing all the way and taking his time to reach his lips...once there, he moans into his mouth, one hand reaching for lubrication so he can have him as soon as humanly possible.

He applies it as fast as he can with one hand, steadying himself with the other and still nibbling at Random's lips, kissing lightly and in between murmuring words of want. 'Anything you want, anything, always, love you, I want you Random so sexy get anything you want...'

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He whimpers the entire time, hands reaching, clutching, trying to help Ramon spread the lube because it doesn't hurt to touch him, in fact he loves doing it, and wants to get him hot before he takes him.

"Love, love, love."

And please, too, though he's not articulate enough to say it.

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He is hot. Seeing Random moan and writhe and whimper and clutch at him...it makes his breath stick in his throat, makes him groan, makes him ache and long to be inside him. He closes his eyes at the feel of Random's hands on him, then gently pulls them away because he's ready, they both are and he wants him!

He positions himself carefully, taking Random's hands and placing them on his shoulders. And then leans down for another kiss before pushing forwards and taking him, hard but careful as well because as always, he wouldn't hurt him for the world.

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Not for the world, for any world, for anything in them and Random knows it and it makes him moan again, as his eyes flick open, looking up at Ramon, breath catching, because he's just inches from him.

"Now move fast take me Ramon please."

Having Ramon inside him is nearly too much, and he's crying out again, and again, when he begins to shift.

"Lover..."

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He rocks into him immedately on hearing him speak, hard and fast and in a steady motion that shows just how much he needs him right now. There's no more teasing or playing, he's too turned on for that - nothing gets him hotter than Random saying he wants him, nothing.

So he's moaning, kissing his throat, wrapping his arms round and underneath his body so he can gather him up and hold him close, crying out softly into his neck.

'Love you. So much. God baby...'

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He lets Ramon hold him, lift him, crying out while they shift, back arching, crying out again, tilting his face up to kiss him.

Ramon's thrusting into him, and Random's body jerks with each motion, almost shouting because hell, this feels good.

"Ramon."

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He can feel Random pushing against him every time his body jerks and he wants to touch him properly - but not yet, not yet. So he just slides a hand up and cradles the back of his head, tangling fingers in the hair and leaning in to kiss him gently as he moves harder, more frantically.

'So good, so good...'

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He doesn't need to touch him yet, Random's more than happy to let him hold tight, half off the bed, with arms behind his back, pinned by thrusting hips and heavy shoulders, and the weight makes him squirm, and the writhe, and cry out again.

Ramon hasn't touched him, but he's been teasing him for what seems like... God, simply far too long.

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'Talk to me baby - do you like it, is it good, are you OK?'

He knows he is, knows he's loving it, he can hear him crying out but he needs a distraction, needs to have words to focus on to stop him just reaching down and finishing him off because God, he wants to feel him shaking in his arms right now, so much. But he's trying to hold him off it, even as he thrusts in a little faster because he has to. It provokes a deep groan and he kisses him again, anything to take the focus away from how good the pressure in his groin feels.

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"This... baby it's so good so good so much oh God Ramon babe..."

And yes, he's loving this, every moment of it, every thrust, every breath, his heart is beating fast, he's still looking at Ramon, desperate.

"Baby, lover, want you so good it hurts baby please just let me come please please want to killing me oh God oh God oh fucking God..."

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He can't hold off, Random begging him is too much. He kisses him once more, just briefly, then tips his head with the hand still holding the back of it.

'Watch...'

He wants him to see what he's doing to him as he reaches down and starts playing lightly, teasing gently over the head of his cock with his fingertips. 'Nearly there Random, hold on just a little bit longer, want you to feel good for as long as I can make you...'

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And he's sobbing for breath, muscles straining, legs trying to wrap around Ramon's, trying to draw them that much closer.

It's not working, and he's not going to look away, because Ramon's asked him not to, and he's going to do what his lover wants, especially now and here and after everything.

"Christ...make me? Oh lover lover lover mine please."

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Ramon strains once, hard, and manages to hold back but it takes everything and the restraint is painful in the groans that pull from the back of his throat...and it's almost over and Random's watching and that alone is enough to end it all. But he just says it again, once, 'Watch...'

...and wraps his hand around his cock properly, jerking him hard and as soon as he feels the way he's straining in his hand , that's it, he's lost control, coming hard inside him with his whole body jerking and yelling out into his neck because it just feels so good...

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And Random joins him with a scream and a twist in his arms, long, and hard, and falling apart in Ramon's arms. And then slowly gathering back together, pieces of himself sliding back into place as he shudders through aftershocks, blinking hazily up at him because...

"...Holy Fuck."

And he's still breathless and his body is unsteady, and his heart is calming, and he's pressing tight against Ramon's chest.

"Lover mine."

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'...mine.'

He can't breathe for a long moment, has to little struggle to get air into his lungs. But he hangs onto Random throughout, feeling him pressed against him, using his presence to ground himself.

And when his mind has calmed a little he just wraps his arms round him, keeping him close so he can whisper to him, 'Yours. Always. I love you.'

He's not even surprised by the complete honesty. The time's come and gone for anything less than it, and last night removed any lingering of doubt there might have been.

And anyway, when you're shaking in your lover's arms, you tell them how you feel. You just do.

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"Yes."


And for once it is that simple, though people would say it shouldn't be, it is. And if he ever doubts it, he'll have a small tooth in his pocket to remind him of it.

"Most certainly. Oh, baby."

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He lies them down and, because he's on top, it's his head that rests on Random's chest for a moment, his arm that falls across his waist.

But he's never been comfortable with things like that, even though - and he'd never admit it, ever - sometimes he thinks it might be nice. So he shifts, rolls on to his back and stares at the ceiling, breathing slowly calming.

'You're amazing.'

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"Come back here?"

He tugs at him, then shrugs, and settles with rolling so they can spoon.

Which is just as comfortable, really.

And then:

"Oh bloody hell what happened to our fruit?"

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He chuckles, pulling him tight against him because he wants him near.

'Don't know. Don't care either. Didn't I eat it all? I should have done, you're pretty when you beg.'

There's a snicker into the back of his neck and he strokes through his hair. 'What do you want to do today Random? After you've woken up I mean.' Because Random always falls asleep after sex, which he finds endlessly amusing. 'We going to the bar later?'

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"Woken up?"

He sounds valiantly drowsy.

"What... do you mean? I want to chat with you. Can we please? Talk to me. Tell me something nice?"

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'Mmmm, we can talk. You're normally asleep by now though - although I suppose it hasn't been that long since you woke up.' He thinks for a moment. 'I don't know baby, the nicest thing I can think of right now is your face when you're desperate. I do love it. What sort of things do you want to hear?'

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He laughs, softly, and rests back against him.

"Too early in the morning to sleep so soon."

To be groggy as hell, yes. Sleep? No.

"Where'd you go to school? Favourite kind of cake, favourite holiday and first car and do you have any cats or dogs or birds or dunno."

Yawn.

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'Can you twist food? Just out of curiousity - I'm not letting you out of this bed.' Ever. 'But if you can, I'd appreciate it. m'hungry.'

He also reaches for a cigarette, can't find his lighter and holds it out to Random to be lit. '...please baby?'

And then thinks. 'School, you know. Boarding school in Bogota. Favouite cake...ummm, I don't know. Cheesecake I think, but I don't have that much of a sweet tooth anyway. Favouite holiday - before I met you, I presume you mean?' He has to think a long time about that.

'I never really went on holiday much. Moved around South America so much, it wasn't really necessary - and besides, I had to be careful where I went. Criminal record and all, a lot of places would cause trouble if I tried to visit.' He smokes casually. 'First car - stole one when I was fourteen. Bought a truck when I was sixteen. And...heaps of dogs. Working ones, for the ranches. Never any pets though I wouldn't mind having one.'

He kisses the back of his shoulder and then offers him the cigarette. 'Your turn. Although I'm expecting 'chocolate' to be the answer to the cake one, I should tell you.'

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"Here..."

Omelette. No tomatoes. Cheese, and healthy basil.

"My car... a volkswagon type thing, on another world. School, no where except the castle, really. Tutors. And then the occasional internship here or there."

He rolls aside, so Ramon can eat comfortably. And yelps.

"Found the fruit plate. Favourite holiday is christmas, obviously, and cake is indeed chocolate, though I quite like Black Forrest. The same but with cherries. I've had all sorts of pets, predominantly cats and owls... no criminal record, but lots of criminal ventures."

The plate is pulled off the bed and set onto the floor.

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Ramon stares at the omelette. 'It's a week before Christmas Random. Why are you trying to make me healthy all of a sudden?' When he seems to have stopped fidgeting about, Ramon suddenly - and hopefully disarmingly - puts his head on his stomach and looks up at him. 'Pancakes?' Said in a hopeful voice.

Then he laughs and smokes some more. 'What was it like having tutors. Wasn't it boring?'