#stensland

Gifting you some Domhnall Gleeson today

Strawberry Fields Forever

(Prints in my inprnt shop🫶🏻)

Happy National Strawberry Day! 🍓

Soon to be posted:

-Chapter 16 of The Ballad of Jackie and Clyde (Kylux Adjacent Fic with Jackie Lawson x Clyde Logan)

-Chapter 5 of Bad Decisions (GingerRose Adjacent Fic with Jackie Lawson x Rose Tico)

-Reworking of Chapter 1 of Timeless Meadows (Working Title) (Echo Valley Fanfiction focusing on Jackie and his family)

Near Future Postings (Within the next couple of months):

-Chapters 17-20 of The Ballad of Jackie and Clyde

-Chapters 6 and beyond of Bad Decisions

-More chapters of Timeless Meadows (Working Title)

-Untitled Nedmare Fic

-Untitled Clydeland Fic

Stensland, Crash Pad (2017)

"Cape Heartache," by Imaginary Authors notes: fir, pine tree, strawberry, wood, vanilla, hemlock

General Armitage Hux, Star Wars: The Force Awakens (2015); Star Wars: The Last Jedi (2017); Star Wars: The Rise of Skywalker (2019)

"Juniper Sling," by Penhaligon's top notes: juniper berries, orange, angelica, cinnamon middle notes: pepper, cardamom, leather, orris root base notes: veitver, sugar, cherry, amber

Bill Weasley, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, Part 1 (2010); Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, Part 2 (2011)

"Sheikh Al Shuyukh" by Lattafa top notes: agarwood/oud, cedar middle notes: sage, lavender, rosemary base notes: patchouli, vetiver

Gabriel O'Malley, The Kitchen (2019)

"Absolute Aphrodisiac," by Initio Parfums notes: vanilla, amber, castoreum, leather, musk, white flowers

Thomas McGregor, Peter Rabbit (2018) and Peter Rabbit 2: The Runaway (2021)

"Herbae," by L'Occitane en Provence top notes: bergamot, pink pepper, ambrette/musk mallow middle notes: blackberry, nettle blossom, nettle, rose hip, clary sage base notes: grass, musk, honey, cashmeran, wheat, coumarin

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4

When the morning sun shines through Clyde's window, he wakes with the sheets pulled away from his body and his erection tenting his shorts.

He's suffered morning wood in the past but it's never caused this much agony. Could be that his neglect in taking care of himself the night before caused the so-called backup in his organ. With Stensland lying next to him all night, it wasn't like he could be stealth about it.

It doesn't help, either, that Stensland is also awake and propped on his side, staring at this seventh wonder of West Virginia.

"That must hurt like hell, Clyde." His expression shows his concern.

Clyde's cheeks and neck go hot at Stensland's assessment. "A bit," he admits. Not as much as the prospect of having a conversation about his genitals. "I should probably take care of it before I do anything else this morning."

But he when sits upright and moves one foot toward the floor a grand ache jolts from his groin down his leg and he quickly resumes his supine position. He feels silly asking Stensland to spare some of the sheet, and removing his pillow to hide his hard-on will only make him uncomfortable elsewhere. So much for finding relief in the shower.

"Hey, Stensland. I'm going to need a minute…"

"That's fine. I don't have to be anywhere."

Weird. "Actually," Clyde says, "what I meant was…I need a moment alone."

"Oh." Stensland blinks, looking all confused, like he's never heard of such a thing. Clyde has to wonder how things work in Seattle that her people aren't fazed by watching a stranger attempt to masturbate.

"I don't know, Clyde," Stenslands tells him. "You've let that go for a while. It's like you need medical attention."

Clyde's really embarrassed now. He just wants to come, get dressed, and make coffee. "I think I'll live."

Stensland licks his lips. "I took a Red Cross class once."

"Oh."

He inches closer. The heat in the room spikes. No, Clyde realizes, that's just him.

"I can help, Clyde." Stensland reaches for the waistband of Clyde's shorts. Before Clyde can utter a protest, Stensland has him in hand, touching him from root to tip. He's gentle, but every connection courses electricity through Clyde's the blood to the point he feels he could fly out of his skin and tear a Logan-sized hole in the roof.

He hears Stensland swallow, sees how his Adam's apple bobs as the breathes. The man stares down Clyde's lower half. "You have nice legs."

"Thanks," Clyde says.

"Do you run?"

He ought to start this morning, if only to cool down. Further words fail him when Stensland keeps him in hand and...

"There we go," Stensland praises, and even laughs a bit when a few drops spray in his direction. He ducks out of the way, and flicks his gaze to the nightstand where Clyde keeps a box of tissues. No need to ask. Clyde rips one away and cleans himself with a quiet thanks.

"Least I can do, since you were so kind to let me stay the night."

"Mm."

"Clyde?"

"Yeah?"

Stensland sits up in bed. "Was that okay?" he asks. "I mean, was it believable? My first thought was maybe I should suck you off, but then it got in my head that might be too slutty?" He pouts. "I'm sorry, I thought this whole roleplaying thing would be easier."

"Stens, you were great. Really." Clyde spreads his arms and welcomes his husband to snuggle with him. Holding Stens close, Clyde kisses his forehead and slides his hand down to Stens's hip. "It was a great idea to recreate the night we met." Clyde fretted he wouldn't live up to his part, but they timed it right, on the night of the Toaster Tart Bowl. Once Stens entered the bar, Clyde slide easily into the fantasy.

Stens blushes. "I loved it. It was like going back in time. Helps that the Duck hasn't changed in ten years."

Clyde laughs, shaking the bed.

"My one regret," Stens adds as he walks his fingers along Clyde's chest, "is that I didn't crawl into bed with you that first night. I wanted to, so much."

"I wanted it, too." Clyde kisses him again. "I was worried you might run off if I came on too strong."

"I was worried you might kick me out," Stens says.

"No way."

As the first part of their anniversary gift to each other winds down, Clyde slides Stens onto his back and gives him the rest of it. There are no chores, no hours to put in at work, and no visitors due. Just Clyde and Stens celebrating their first complete decade and beginning the next. Clyde kisses every inch of skin on his husband's body with memories of last night at the Duck fueling his desire.

Maybe another night, he thinks, they can recreate another first in their relationship. He hopes the pool table is still able to support them.

END