The Great Escape Heats Up

Title: The Great Escape Heats Up
Authors: Mel and Tarabeth
Characters: James & Quinn
Author Comments: This takes place the day after the Great Escape and is really just a nice bit of PWP.

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When James awoke at his normal, ungodly hour to ensure breakfast preparations for his guests, Quinn moved over to James’s side of the bed. He slightly wiggled into the warmth that James’s body had left, pulled the duvet up to his face and breathed in the scent of his lover. He so wished that James could stay at home with him today, but June was the high season for The Inn and James needed to be tending to the needs of his guests. So Quinn spent most of the rest of the day quiet and somber. He found it odd that less than twenty-four hours ago all he wanted was to have some time to himself away from the Inn, but today he just wanted to be home close to James.

By the end of the day, Quinn was in need of some major loving. He had spent his afternoon pining for James’s touch and smell, and the feel of his voice whispering wonderfully dirty and sexy things in his ear. Quinn decided he was going to have to take drastic measures to ensure he was paid the proper attention as soon as James returned to the cottage. He made sure that he spent most of the day off his feet, but it was easy to make minor preparations throughout the day; he set up a few candles in the bedroom before he showered, made the bed back up after his nap, and put soft music on the stereo before he returned to the bedroom shortly before he expected James.

Quinn’s body flushed with desire and excitement when he heard James come through the front door. “I’m in the bedroom with my feet up,” he called out to James and then assumed the position he knew James would not be able refuse—naked on his back, holding his knees to his chest with his legs spread wide.

James was tired and feeling not just a little guilty for leaving Quinn alone most of the day, especially after he'd had such a stressful one yesterday.  He put a smile on his face and walked into their cottage, only to be assaulted with the smell of scented candles and the sound of Quinn calling him from the bedroom.  He dropped his jacket over the hook by the door and followed the scent of vanilla into their bedroom.  He was greeted with a sight that made any fatigue he was feeling fall right away.  "Well...," he grinned. "That's what I call a welcoming vision."

Quinn raised his head to smile at James.  "Are you just going to stand there and stare, or are you going to get naked and fuck me already?"

"I just might be persuaded to succumb to your wishes." James replied, while quickly divested himself of the clothing that stood in his way of meeting skin to skin with his lover.  By the time he had his boxers off he was rigid with desire.  He climbed onto the bed and straddled Quinn's flushed body.  "Where's the stuff?" he asked huskily while leaning over to devour Quinn’s mouth, making it impossible for the other man to reply.

The feel of James’s tongue exploring his mouth made Quinn thrust his hips forward in need of even more contact with his partner.  He continued to kiss James and reached his hand under the pillow to retrieve the bottle of lube. He flipped the lid open with his thumb and squeezed a generous amount into his hand.  He then took James by the hand and laced their fingers together while he transferred a generous amount of lube to his partner.

James held the kiss while he moved his hand down to Quinn's tight hole.  He carefully lubed his lover with an increasing number of fingers to prepare him.   Once he felt his lover was ready he positioned his hardened member at the entrance.  "I'm gonna fuck you right through the bed.... You are mine and mine alone.  Understand?" he whispered into Quinn's ear.

Quinn’s body shivered at James’s words. He loved when his kind sweet innkeeper talked dirty to him because he knew it was the intimacy they shared that allowed James the comfort to share this side of himself with Quinn.

"Only yours," Quinn whispered as he pushed himself against James to encourage James’s entry. James pressed forward and Quinn tightened his muscles, pulling James further inside him.

A deep guttural moan escaped James’s mouth as he slid deeply into Quinn's body.  He could hear his lover's replying moan as he began to thrust in and out, regularly hitting the sensitive prostate.   "Oh god, baby, you feel sooooo good...." He took his lover's equally-hard cock in his still lube-covered hand and began to work it up and down lightly, rubbing the head with each stroke.  

Quinn dug his fingers into James’s back.  He was in sensation ecstasy, feeling James’s warm skin rub against his own as James fucked and stroked him.  He ran his cheek against James's face to feel the roughness of his whiskers before he pulled his husband in for a kiss and grunted his pleasure into James's mouth.

Quinn smiled at the look of pleasure and euphoria on James face. James continued thrusting and he increased his efforts on Quinn's cock, wanting them to cum together. Quinn's body shuddered as his husband reached his climax and filled Quinn with his essence.

Quinn wrapped his legs around James's body and used his weight to turn them, so that he was now lying on top of his hunky innkeeper.  He rested his head on James's chest.  "I missed you today," he said as he planted a light kiss.

James smiled and retuned the kiss.  "Missed you too.  But if this is how you show me you miss me I'm going to have be away more often."

Quinn bit James’s nipple in response to his cheekiness.

"Ouch!  Brat!" he laughed, and he brought hand around to lightly swat Quinn's butt.  "What say we get a shower then I'll take us to dinner?  I've worked up an appetite and could go for a rack of baby back ribs."

Copyright 2008 TB and Mel