#declanxilya

Declan hummed softly, leaning back into his lover with a warm smile. He smoothed his hands over Ilya’s arms, feeling utterly content. He tipped his head back against his love’s shoulder, then to the side just enough to bare his throat to the kisses he received. Busy was an understatement. It felt like it had been months since they’d gotten any proper time together. 

Ilya never seemed to get enough of teasing him, so Declan had decided to turn the tables. His hands were firm on the other’s shoulders, holding but also keeping them from being flush together. He never got tired of how it felt to be stretched out around Ilya’s cock, and settled in his lap how he was had his lover nice and deep inside of him. 

Declan blamed how many times he and his team had had to hunt for killers in the woods for the initial tension he felt when Ilya took him out to the middle of nowhere. But the cabin was cozy, and quiet time with Ilya had quickly soothed him. It was nice, not being interrupted by anything. Getting the time off to take this little vacation was a blessing in and of itself. 

Declan missed Ilya. He wasn’t going to try and pretend he didn’t. He always missed the man when they were apart, regardless of whose job kept them busy. Seeing the man’s name appear on his caller ID had brought a smile to his lips, and he’d been all too happy to answer just to hear the man’s voice. 

Another thing he wasn’t going to try and pretend he wasn’t? Needy. He was well aware he had a bit of an insatiable sexual appetite. Especially when he had someone like Ilya in his life. So even when they were talking about trivial things: how Ilya’s trip was going, how Declan’s day had gone, he hadn’t been able to help himself. He’d peeled his pajama pants off and started playing with himself. He’d gotten the lube out of his bedside table, lazily starting to finger himself to the sound of Ilya’s voice. 

@spiiinninginfinity

Declan grinned softly as Ilya resisted at first. “It’s not like, a party party. It’s more of a Halloween-themed get together,” he assured. “It’s just with my team and some friends and family. It’ll be fun. Promise.” And maybe he also just wanted Ilya to meet his team, finally. And his team, Ilya. Meeting the team was just like meeting his family.

Declan looked up, a little startled at the voice before he processed that it was Ilya. Then a warm smile pulled at his lips. He had a book and a couple of files spread out on the table, which he reached to close and stack to clear up the table as his lover joined him. 

“Somewhat. Looks like it was a good call today,” he teased back. His smile only grew when Ilya’s hand found his and he squeezed the man’s hand gently.