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“That's my shirt." Techno commented as Tommy entered the kitchen of his small cabin. He stared for a few moments, then returned his attention to the breakfast he was making just so it didn't burn. He was sure that Tommy was well aware of the distraction he was being.
The way too big shirt hung off of Tommy's scrawny frame so perfectly with one shoulder left exposed. It was just long enough on him to hide his ass from Technos' view. It was much too early for this sort of temptation, but that had never stopped either of them before.
"So?" Tommy asked as he leaned against the counter near Techno to watch him finish the food he had been making. The shirt lifted up, leaving nothing to the imagination. "It's comfortable," he added.
Techno sighed. He had long given up on keeping anything of his to himself. The protests weren't worth it when Tommy would just do or use whatever he wanted, anyway. Though, the younger man was just too cute to resist to begin with, having long since wormed his way past Technos' walls and into his arms.
"Just make sure you return it," said as he set the food he was cooking aside now that it was done. Techno moved so that he was standing in front of Tommy. "I make no promises," Tommy answered as he turned to face Techno. As good as breakfast sounded at the moment, the older man's appetite had shifted to something else.
He planted his hands on either side of Tommy, then pressed their lips together as he pinned him firmly against the counter with his hips, his hands moving to slip under the shirt to trail over smooth skin.
Breakfast could wait an hour or two. Him and Tommy were not going anywhere.
-
"Tommy. What are you doing?" Techno asked as he stepped into the kitchen to wash his hands of the dirt from his garden. The boy had seemingly just climbed onto the counter when he entered.
"Getting the cocoa..." Tommy grumbled with barely a glance as he opened the cabinet to get what he wanted.
"You could have just asked, you know," Techno said as he walked over to the sink to wash his hands. He was just drying them when he realized Tommy was beside him, still perched on the counter.
"You were busy." Tommy said in return as he crouched down to press a kiss to Technos' lips. "Stop putting stuff where I can't get it."
"Never."
-
"I can walk on my own, you know," Tommy grumbled as Techno carried him towards the cabin they shared. This was not the first time that Techno had decided to just carry him rather than slowing his pace or just leaving Tommy behind to catch up later.
His instincts would not allow him to just leave his mate. The forest and tundra around his home were dangerous, after all. Who knew what would happen if he just left him.
At least, that was the reason that Techno always gave when Tommy complained and reminded him that he was more than capable of fending for himself.
Which Techno knew. But sometimes he just wanted to hold Tommy close and protect him from all harm. The younger man had already been through enough pain and heartache.
Even if it was just a simple scrape from a monster that was unfortunate enough to cross paths with the Blood God and his mate.
-
Techno sighed in contentment as he set his chin upon Tommy's head, his gaze focused on the book in his hands. Content to read through the adventure of some long passed adventurer while Tommy knitted god knows what in his lap.
He was sure it was a sweater, but it could be something entirely different knowing Tommy. Techno would just have to wait and see what he was turning the dark red yarn into.
The only sounds were the click of knitting needles, the crackling fire, and the occasional page being flipped.
There was nothing Techno would trade for quiet moments like this.
-
Tommy made such a gorgeous sight when he was perched on top of Techno, head thrown back in pleasure as he chased his orgasm on his cock. Feverishly moving as Technos' hands held onto his hips to hold him steady, helping him along when it seemed he needed it. He was so small that Technos' fingers could touch when wrapped around his waist.
Techno would eventually take control and give Tommy everything he seemed to need desperately, but for now he was more than content to merely watch Tommy tear himself apart.
It was an image that he wanted to immortalize in paint.
Little T0mmy promising he was going to marry T3chn0 when he grew up. T3chno finding it endearing, and agreeing that one day he would indeed propose.
Years later, T3chn0 pulling out a ring, amused at T0mmy’s shocked expression. T0mmy wrapping his arms around T3chno’s neck, ring glinting on his finger, while T3chno held him close with the gentleness he reserved only for T0mmy.
“I told you I was going to propose. I always keep my promises.”
“I guess that means I have to marry you then. I won’t be one-upped by a pig with a crown.”
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