Jensen Trace

“You can be smart for many reasons.” He smiled warmly, chuckling. “Not the spoiled ones.” And Cliff was definitely a spoiled one. They spoiled each other. And Clint was endlessly lost on his husband. 

His smile softened as Jensen stepped in so close to him. It was so easy to get lost in his husband. Even after all their years together. “I don’t know where I’d be without you, Jen,” he murmured before their lips met. His hands found his husband’s waist, holding him close while their lips worked together.

He was reluctant to let the other go, but found himself a spot against the counter to lean on as he watched the other start to explore the kitchen. “I always crave you, Love,” he reminded with a soft grin before he chuckled. “I had no doubts you would. But rearranging can wait until tomorrow.”

“Hey, watch it old man.” He chuckled and playfully nudged the male with his arm, before giving him a sweet kiss. “You are very spoiled. I hope you know this.” He missed this. The cute banter and the happy times. He wasn’t going to go on another book tour for another year or so, because his missed his soul mate and his children. 

He continued to savor on his husband’s lip and had no intentions of breaking the kiss. He moved a hand to caress Cliff’s neck and used his other free hand to grip Cliff’s bicep. He pulled back once he was panting and smiled up at him. “The feeling is always mutual here.” He nodded, but that didn’t express how much love he had and felt for this man. 

“I don’t know why. When you are fucking everything.” He purred at the male. He remembered being the nerdy kid in high school and cliff being the ‘it’ boy. It still surprises him that the male was even into him for a second. “Okay, romantic dinner. You and I. Then I get too pamper your body with touches.” 

When traveling to a destination such as Laka’Ena… most people would expect that their first stop would be to the beach or to the pool to take in the grand views of their resort. But not Xavier, no. Just because he and his family were on vacation, it didn’t mean that he could take a break - and even his trainer had flown in to help keep him in fighting shape. After all, the resort was thrilled at the announcement that they were having a world-class athlete and they had managed to speak to the mainland about hosting a fight between the psuedo-legendary Xavier Orso and anyone that dared to take his belt.

After about three hours practicing in the ring, thankful that the resort’s gym had the facilities to cater to him, he was heading past the machines to reach his gym bag when someone spoke up. At first, he paid them no mind, but when they began to speak to him directly, he couldn’t help but chuckle. “I work out at least five hours a day,” he spoke, his body completely drenched in sweat from his strenuous work out. “But if you ask me, I wouldn’t change a thing about you. You’ve definitely got that whole silver fox vibe working for you… why not own it?” Okay, so Xavier may have had a thing for older men - but that should’ve been obvious given that his husband was nearly twenty years years older than him.

He had been watching the other and could tell that the younger male was definitely someone that knew the gym like the back of his hand. And Jensen was sure he wasn’t going to be able to ever compare to what he could do or how he looked and he was definitely okay with that. But he definitely admired the other’s dedication, especially since this was technically a vacation and the other’s work didn’t falter at all. Not to mention the other definitely looked familiar, but he couldn’t exactly pinpoint exactly from where the male was from. Part of him wanted to ask, but apart of him maybe thought the other didn’t want to be asked if he was someone famous since they were on a vacation. 

“And trust me. That definitely pays off on you.” He chuckled and looked at the male as he continued to speak. Silver Fox, hmm. Jensen wasn’t one too fussed about his age, well until he saw all the beautiful young studs on the island. But he did have to admit that he own youthful days were up and he had to fully embrace that. “Well why not right.” He nodded with excitement. “So why are you stuck in here? Five hours a day is a lot for sure, you don’t want to be out and enjoying the island?” He asked the other softly, not trying to nag or pester him. Truthfully he wanted conversations and maybe even some pointers to make sure that he was doing everything right. 

“You can be smart for many reasons.” He smiled warmly, chuckling. “Not the spoiled ones.” And Cliff was definitely a spoiled one. They spoiled each other. And Clint was endlessly lost on his husband. 

His smile softened as Jensen stepped in so close to him. It was so easy to get lost in his husband. Even after all their years together. “I don’t know where I’d be without you, Jen,” he murmured before their lips met. His hands found his husband’s waist, holding him close while their lips worked together.

He was reluctant to let the other go, but found himself a spot against the counter to lean on as he watched the other start to explore the kitchen. “I always crave you, Love,” he reminded with a soft grin before he chuckled. “I had no doubts you would. But rearranging can wait until tomorrow.”

“Oh only ‘smart for many reasons’, eh?” He loved teasing his husband with everything in him. He knew he couldn’t do much of this life without him. “Okay, you know what wise guy.” he chuckled and gave Cliff a playful kiss. He knew that he could never put the man in the dog house.

He was already mentally swimming in the male’s eyes. Lost in them and yet not lost at the same time. “I tell myself that everyday.” He says softly and looks at his husband. “Without you, without the kids... I just... don’t even know if I’d be the same man that I am today.” he replied softly and finally pulled himself out of clifford’s eyes for their deep kiss. He wrapped his arms around the male’s neck as he pulled him in closer for a deeper kiss.

“Good, because yoou can always have me.” He teased and did a little playful dance, where he shook his butt some. “So come talk to me while I cook then, so I don’t end up rearranging things.” He laughed. “Tell me about everything you have gotten into so far. Or everyone.” Jensen chuckled at his joke.

                                 Chad absolutely loved Laka'Ena. It was such a beautiful island in itself, and the amenities that came with it were overwhelming. Let alone, the gorgeous man that just seemed to keep on coming. He heard the other talking and he turned to glance over at him while he continued his workout. “Oh, I think you have absolutely nothing to worry about.” Chad said with a grin, staring at the older man as he continued. “I think you look….. pffft…. amazing,” he said with a nod, raising a brow as he full on checked out the older man. He could already feel himself hardening up in his shorts just staring at the older man, wondering what it would be like to bend him over one of these benches and take him for a spin.

Jensen brightly when the other complimented him. It had definitely been a while since someone has told him such nice things like this young man did, aside from his husband, and that was an amazing thing. He looked at the younger male and watched as his veins bulged out of his biceps - something that always turned him on when he was younger. And it still had that affect on him to this day. “Yeah, but I definitely want a smooth and solid chest like yours.” He teased the other with a bright smile and couldn’t help but stare at the other. “Sorry, I am rude for staring.” He shook his head. “I am Jensen Trace. The second father to the Trace boys and husband to Clifford. I am sure you’ve probably meet those rascals.”

Perhaps he was somewhat regretting visiting the gym of all places, not for the view which was most definitely not something to complain about but moreso the fact that apparently one guy in particular had decided Julian was who he had chosen to be his conversation buddy. “Oh yeah, you’re so skinny. Practically a twink” He snorted, sarcasm dripping off his words as he watched the man pull at the machine just to show off his arms in a way that seemed both unnecessary and yet quite the show indeed. Julian himself was mostly on the treadmill for the moment, black hair a little damp and face a little flushed from both the exercise and the display before him. “My regime is I have to go for a run every now and then otherwise I might actually be considered a hermit and you’re looking like you’re showing off and want my approval” He remarked. 

“No need to be a spoil sport.” He chuckled. He thought it was amusing how some thought their sarcasm would get to him, but it just made him laugh and look at the other as a cute kid. He wasn’t truthfully trying to brag, because he had always doubted his appearances especially since his sons were all built like male leads in movies. “I do apologize if what I said offended you.” He looked up at the other’s remark. “I am definitely in no place to show off here.” He shook his head, because that’s what he truly felt. “If you would rather we can end discussions here.” He didn’t do the snark or sarcasm much - not even from his own children and he didn’t want to keep talking with the other if he hit a nerve with him.

“Smart man.” Cliff smiled, stroking his husband’s cheek. Few made Clifford melt into genuine affection. Something about Jensen had struck him from day one. And he wouldn’t have had it any other way. “We’ll see about that. You know I can be like a dog with a bone when I want things my way.”

He chuckled warmly, shaking his head. “Well, when they all grew up to be carbon copies of me, it’s hard not to know them,” he mused, smile warm and fond on his lips. His hands slid down Jensen’s chest, always unable to keep from touching his husband. But that was always mutual. “Oh, I was doing just fine,” he confirmed before he grinned. “But I thrive with you around.” A little cheesy, sure. But it was the truth.

He let his husband pull away from him to make his way to the kitchen, but he followed behind him. “They are quite tasty, but you’re the one I’m craving tonight.”

“I am. But not for that reason. I am smart because I coped the hottest man in the world.” He chuckled and looked into Cliff’s eyes as the other stroked his cheek. He was happy with this man. He couldn’t imagine himself being anywhere else and didn’t plan on going anywhere else. “Yeah. But the dog still ends up in the dog house at the end of the night.” He cocked an eyebrow up at the male. 

“This is very true. Maybe it is genetic then.” he smiled, because most, if not all of their children were of Clifford’s seed and that was okay with him. It made him smile seeing his son’s take on different characteristics His own hand slid up Clifford’s neck and he moved until he was a few inches away from the male. “I’m happy I make you thrive.” He looked into Cliff’s eyes trying not to get sentimental about his love for the man in front of him. Jensen pulled Cliff into a deeper and sweeter kiss. 

“I love when I am your cravings.” He smirked playfully. “Because that’s when you make the best love.” He teased the other rummaging through the new kitchen. “You know I am going to organize everything again.” 

“You bet I am.” If it meant he won the “argument”, of course he was going to. He would gladly take cheap shots when it wasn’t something serious. He knew he could play up being aloof and cold at time, but when it came to his family? Clifford didn’t cherish anything more than them. His husband, his kids. They were the most precious things in his world.

The sweet kiss to his hand just made his smile warm, and then he laughed. “That’s fairly apt,” he agreed. The boys really were enjoying themselves. “Oh, you know how easily I make friends. Some I think I should introduce you to, too. I haven’t been bored.” He stole another soft kiss. “But it hasn’t been quite as pleasant without you here with me.”

That devilish grin was met by a matching one of Cliff’s and he chuckled darkly. “A romantic evening on the patio followed by a…delectable dessert sounds perfect, Love.”

“Okay, you win this time.” He smirked up at his husband and chuckled softly. He remembered first ever seeing Clifford, he was a cold hearted bastard to whoever he was talking to, but when their eyes met it was something different. He doesn’t want to say love at first sight, but hell maybe that’s what it was. He loved the man in front of him and knew that he would want to spend the rest of his days with him. No matter which version of his husband he was dealing with his love would never falter. “Next time I got ya.”

“You know your children.” he teased, not meaning nothing by the saying. but their children never ceased to amaze him or even make him smile at the thought of that. “Yes, I do know that.” Clifford was sometimes the more friendly and social one of the two, but he knew that the male wouldn’t hang around bad seeds or people he knew Jensen wouldn’t get on with. “Oh they are that impressive, huh? I’d love to meet them.” He smiled and nodded his ehad looked at the other as he talked to him. “Oh I don’t know... seems like you were just fine with out me.” He teased and gave the other a playful look. 

“I’ll get started then. You tell me what dessert you are in the mood for.” He smiled, turning to wink back at his husband while walking to the kitchen. “I am sure one of your new friends would be certainly tasty.”

“Excuse you. I’m older than you. And I am not old, so that means you are not old,” he chastised his husband with a chuckle. They could put Jensen’s things away later, worry about everything later. At the moment, Cliff was just happy to soak up having his husband back at his side. That bright smile warmed his heart as thoroughly now as it had all those years ago when he saw it the first time. It was like every anniversary they were closer and more stupidly in love than the last. He didn’t see that ever changing.

“I’m well aware how much you missed me, Gorgeous. Because I missed you twice as much,” he assured. He stroked Jensen’s cheeks before letting his hands drag down to rest on his shoulders. “Everyone’s great. The boys are having their fun, out doing whatever and whomever they like. I think they’re fond of it here.” He chuckled softly again before he sighed.

He tipped his head to kiss his husband again, gentler and warmer this time. “We’ll get you caught up on all the fun in no time,” he promised with a teasing grin.

“Oh you are using that card on me huh?” He chuckled and moved closer to the male in front of him. This was one of the few things that made their bond grow stronger - their jokes and their laughs. With Clifford he got the love that his parents had. A love that would last sixty plus years. It was something that he could honestly say he didn’t see in many couples nowadays. They did have their disagreements, but they were built off of trust, love, and humor - then the sex followed which was amazing once all the former components were stabilized. 

“I don’t think ya are.” He smiled and moved his head to kiss the male’s hand that was caressing his cheeks. “The boys were having fun before they came to this island. Here I am sure that they are in heaven.” Jensen smiled brightly at his husband and watched the male’s facial features as he chuckled. “So, has anyone been keeping my king entertained?”

“I know we will. Right now I want to get caught up on my husband. What if I make us some of your favorites, we have a romantic evening out on the nice patio, and...” He gave an devilish smirk as he trailed off.