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'The first time?'

Oooh. That's good, that touch just under his collarbone, near the middle where it meets the other. He smiles and starts tracing over Random's ribs.

'Not sure. Your birthday?'

He's pretty sure, but it was a long time ago.

He does it again, again, again, with fingers and then his lips, and then teeth scraping and licking and sucking a little, till there'll be a mark.

"No. Just another day. We went to my room, and it was you admitting you liked spending the nights with me, not just you tolerated me crashing with you. It was the first blowjob I ever gave you."

'Mmmm.'

He swallows hard as Random plays his mouth on his skin, squeezing a little at his sides as he strokes over his ribs to show him that he likes it. It should be obvious anyway by the way his breath starts to come a little quicker and fingers tangle in Random's hair.

'Oh yeah. I do remember that. It was a great blowjob.'

He chuckles but only for a second, then he tips Random's chin up so he can look at his face.

'Took a while for me to get used to the idea of wanting you to stay. And admitting that it was that, not just convenience after we'd had sex, you know?'

His finger traces over the hair at his temple, following it down to in front of his ear and stroking over the sideburn, smoothing it carefully.

'But really, I liked it almost from the start. Weird the first few nights - but after that, it was more strange when you weren't there. And now I can't sleep properly if you're not with me.'

His chin tilts, obligingly, demandingly into Ramon's fingers, and he sets about gently searching again, unbuttoning Ramon's jeans and tugging them a few inches down his hips to help with the effort.

"It was convenience for me at first. But then you started meaning 'no nightmares.' I really needed it after you came to Amber with me."

He lifts up a bit to try and push the pants down further but Random's on him so there's not a lot of room. Ramon just starts to pull at his belt buckle instead, wanting to square things up in the exposure stakes.

'Nice to be useful.'

Another grin, because it's habit to joke about things that are actually quite meaningful.

'Think it helped us thoug...damnit, how tight is this buckle? Is it new?...helped us because I kind of felt like I couldn't just leave you to suffer through dreams like that after we'd been away. And I didn't want to, anyway.'

The belt finally comes loose and he flicks the button on his jeans open with a sound of satisfaction.

"It's new."

Ramon was getting too jaded, knowing how to use the old one. Random remembers the trouble he used to have.

"It mattered a lot. Matters a lot."

'Well, its a pain in the ass. What was wrong with the old one?'

He may be grumbling but it doesn't stop him sliding his hand into his pants and smiling, as he starts to massage lightly. He leans forward to kiss Random a little as well because that's always nice.

'I didn't know it mattered at the time. But you've done it for me since, and more - I know it does.'

"I'd do anything you needed. Bend over backwards. Timbuktu and back again."

He shifts so he can straddle him, instead of just lying along him.

"Touch me?"

'So would I, for you.'

He looks up at him, shirt and jeans open, sitting over him like that. There's an immediate pulse of arousal but he's also wondering whether this'll be the same in hundreds of years time. Will they still want each other like this? He can't imagine anything different.

Doesn't matter at the moment though. So he takes the top of Random's briefs and slowly peels them down. Just a little, for now. Just enough so he can put two fingers on the end of his cock and start circling slowly.

'Want to see you enjoy this.'

"Want you to make good, old fashioned, love to me."

Watching, eyes wide, breath fast already.

"Want to have you on top of me."

He nods immediately because yes, that's what he wants too.

'Yes. I want you under me so I can look at your face.'

He dosen't speed up but does get a little more firm.

'I want it close. Show you that I love you.'

"Here."

Dropping to the side, jeans down and off, because he needs him. Needs the solid, warm weight of him.

Ramon gets up off the bed so he can kick his own jeans off and pull back the quilt - he wants to do this properly. Have him in his arms until he's out of control, be there to hold him through it.

So he crawls back in, on all fours over him, kissing him as he lies down and tangles their legs, wraps an arm round his chest.

'OK? Or are you in a rush?'

"Not in a rush in the slightest."

Not in the slightest. And this? This is good. This means he can explore his back with his fingers, for all the little good places he knows are there, from years and years and thousands of lovers. Little touches that are just sinfully good, on the sensitive skin along his spine.

Excruciatingly sensitive, in some places.

Ramon's nibbling down his jaw when one of the places is found and he moans immediately, pressing close to him.

'That's good, do that again.'

And he thought he knew all of what Random could do with his hands by now.

"You're a little bit tense, love."

A little stroke here, a gentle pressure with his fingers, smooth and rhythmic and rocking his hips a little as his hands tease.

"Like that?"

'm'turned on,' he mumbles into his jaw, clutching at the sheets with one hand and moaning again.

'Hell. Yeah, like that. Mmm.'

That's nice. That's really nice and he's forgetting for the moment that he should be finding a way to repay the favour. Too easy to just close his eyes and let Random play with him.

"Feeling good?"

Predatory, is the look he's trying to hide, lurking behind the sweetness, the fact that he could wring such sounds from Ramon. Is going to tonight, while the other man moves into him. It'll be so good.

"Find some lube, sweetheart."

'You always make me feel good.'

No hesitation in doing as he's told. There's so much he could do but he just wants to be in him, as close as he can get. So he finds the lube and flicks the cap off, then kisses Random hungrily as he smears it on with one hand.

His fingers travel down to the base of Ramon's spine, then trail up again, softly and slowly.

"'s good, lovely. Go slow, be gentle."

'Yes.'

Ramon couldn't be anything but, today. And he's been wanting this since the conversation with Mary Anne, because it's the only way he can get across how happy he is with the news.

He dips his head to press a kiss to Random's throat, lingering a moment before he moves to lie between his legs and push carefully inside him.

He gasps, a little, and tightens his arms around him, taking a moment to pause, feel, adjust, relax.

"Like an apple. First bite's best."

He pauses to let him adjust, grining a little while trying not to gasp.

'I would hope it gets better than this for you. I'll be doing something wrong if it doesn't.'

He's fairly sure he can manage to do it right, as he takes a breath and moves.

Random's fairly sure he's not doing it wrong, at least, and arches on the first thrust with a pained-- oh so good-- torn gasp.

So good.

"Oh, Ramon."

'Mmmmn, baby.'

He stifles a groan as he nibbles a little at Random's jaw. He wants this to be slow and last a while, so he's in no hurry. Having said that, he does reach down and hook a hand behind Random's knee, pulling his leg up so he can get deeper and give him something to push back against as he thrusts again.

'You OK?'

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