He pulled Ishan up out of the chair latching his mouth onto the now exposed collar bone hands smoothing down his chest and stomach down to his hips, sucked hard as his hands slipped into the back of Ishan’s pants, groping and kneading his ass cheeks, groaning at the soft bouncy feeling.

"Been dreaming about this," He whispered into Ishan’s skin, "About you, about tasting you."

Ishan pressed his ass back into the huge hands on it, he ducked his head and Shubman gave him what he wanted, kissing him passionately and out of control as he undid his button and pulled down the zipper, running two finger tips over the covered arc of his hard dick.

"Let’s take this to the bedroom." Shubman whispered, hands slipping from the back of his pants and he leaned gripping Ishan's thighs and hoisting him up, Ishan wrapped his legs around Shubman's waist and slung his arms around his neck. Ishan let out a soft giggle and Shubman pulled back and smiled softly at him, eyes hovering over his face.

"What?" Ishan asked, smile still in place.

"Nothing," Shubman said softly, "It’s just that you’re so beautiful."

Ishan blushed and slapped him on the back, "Shut up." He giggled breathlessly again, eyes shining with happiness.

"What?" Shubman said, shouldering his way into their room, "It’s true, the most beautiful boy in the world."

"I’m a man now." Ishan said seriously just before Shubman dropped him to the bed and he landed with a whoosh of air, immediately shuffling up the mattress, Shubman following, moving above him like a predator.

"I know, but you’re always gonna be my baby boy," He said softly, with an evil smirk before he leaned down and laved his hot tongue around one of Ishan's nipples, bending his head to take it in his mouth, to suck on it like a milk-hungry baby and biting at it as his hand squeezed and twisted the other one. Ishan collapsed off his elbows and threw his head back into the softness of pillows as he groanes, arching his back up into the pleasure Shubman is giving him.

Shubman switched his mouth to the other sweet rosy bud and Ishan felt hands on his hips and fingers under the waistband of his pants and underwear. Shubman stripped them off and down his legs with one sudden movement. Standing at the end of the bed, grinning satisfied at the sight of Ishan completely naked and heaving breaths like he’d run a marathon. It was a gorgeous sight.

"Shub please..." Ishan said, looking down to him, holding out a hand when Shubman stayed staring and taking it all in for too long. Shubman smirked at him but obliges, laying on his chest between Ishan’s thighs.

"Shub I can’t..." Ishan said breathlessly, thinking his husband means to give him a return blowjob but instead Shubman totally ignores his cock, hard and leaking on his stomach. He pushed Ishan's thighs up, knees bent over his chest. He ran his big hands down those flawless thighs until he got down to his intended place.

Fuck, this is what he had really been dreaming of all those past months.

He used his thumbs to pull Ishan's ass open and expose that small, pink furl. It was winking and twitching, shuddering at him and Shubman bit his lip to keep in the groan, wanting to surprise Ishan with the cool blow of air on the sensitive skin.

"Mmm Shubii, yes I've...I'vebeen waiting so long, c'mon."

Shubman looked up to him, heat and love curling in his belly. "You've been feeling empty Ishan?" He asked in a voice that reflected sympathy, "Been all empty without me?"

Ishan nodded, their eyes connected, the desperation in Ishan’s eyes set Shubman on fire. He pressed his nose into the soft skin of Ishan’s thigh and breathes in. That smell, musky and so intimate, Ishan’s smell. He lowered his face and licks long and heavy over Ishan's hole and the baby soft skin around it.

Ishan sobbed above him and then Shubman lowered his mouth, latching onto the pink hole and sucking, fucking letting go and just let himself have this. It was his after all, he ate Ishan shamelessly, lost in the taste and dirtiness of it, of the sweetness and intimacy of Ishan letting him do this.

When Ishan's ass was almost dripping with spit Shubman began to pet the hole with his tongue and slowly dipped it in, teasing Ishan.

"Ahhh," Ishan shuddered all over, his legs draped over Shubman shoulders just succeeding in pushing himself deeper into Shubman's mouth, "Hmmmm, Shubman, hurry. Need you babe, need you now."

Shubman responded by spearing his tongue into Ishan's little hole, it stretched like it remembered him, it better, he thought darkly and possessively.

He ran his tongue in circles around the hole, tongue fucking it loose and greedy for more, for something harder, longer and bigger. Ishan simply was writhing above him, hands gripped in the sheets and eyes squeezed shut.

He drew back, watching the hole gape and shiver, beautiful and so desperate in its helpless emptiness. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, grinning wildly at Ishan as he surged up to kiss him. Ishan buried his hands in Shubman’s hair, keeping him there, keeping their tongues battling over the taste of Ishan and he spreads his legs wide on either side of Shubman’s body, could feel his rock hard cock between his thighs.

"Please Shubman, please c'mon...I know you’re ready."

Shubman laughed and reached out under the pillows beside Ishan’s head where he knew there was bound to be lube stashed. He coated his fingers reaching to roughly push two into Ishan’s hole and messily spread the slickness over his walls and entrance and then up to cover himself. He groaned and bit his lip as he stroked down his cock and Ishan held his face and kissed his lips sweetly, comfortingly.

"Make love to me, please.... I've missed you so much." He said softly, eyes wet with aroused tears and voice shaking with readiness.

Shubman paused, his hands coming back up to grab Ishan’s and intertwined their fingers together, stretching them far above Ishan's head. He tipped his nose down to Ishan’s cute one, "I love you so much." He whispered, his eyes slip closed as they kiss. It was unlike their other ones. Unhurried and sweet, more about the merging of their souls and thoughts then their bodies.

"I love you too." Ishan whispered against his lips, their eyes fixed on each other as Shubman pulled back, placed a gentle kiss on his lover's forehead, he kept Ishan’s hands confined in one hand above his head and hooked one of Ishan’s knees over his arm and slides in slowly.

The groan that rumbled up from his chest was primal and so deep it vibrated their bodies together. "Ahhh...Shub..." Ishan breathily said, his husband's name elicited from him when Shubman bottomed out. "Oh my god..." Ishan's eyes were shut, twisting his hips anxious for more as he simply felt the feeling of Shubman inside him, filling him...he’s there, god, he’s here.

"You good?" Shubman asked, voice unsteady with the strength it was taking to hold still.

Ishan nodded in a yes, eyelids parting to look up at Shubman, "Just, it’s been eight months..."

Shubman felt the joy and instinctual possession inside at the words. The acknowledgement that he was the only one Ishan wanted or had, he was the one Ishan and his incredible body had been waiting for.

"Thank you," He said softly, "Thank you for waiting for me."

He pulled out and thrusted in again slowly, picking up a tortuous, oh so sweet rhythm, making Ishan clench his fingers around Shubman’s hand and arch, closing his eyes and grinding the back of his head into the mattress.

"Don’t, I wouldn’t want anyone else." Ishan managed to speak, "Ah fuck Shub, so good."

"Yeah?" Shubman asked, a satisfied smile on his face, "Feels good to have something filling you up again baby boy?"

Ishan moaned so pretty Shubman had to lean down and suck a hickey into his neck, right under his ear, sorry babe, he thought. He wouldn't be able to hide atleast for a few weeks, when Shubman was out with him and fuck...that made him thrust into Ishan harder than before. He quickened his pace and Ishan arched up against his own bulk.

Shubman suddenly moved his hands and gripped his waist, pulling them both up...Ishan up onto his lap and cock, lodging himself deeper inside, nudging right up against his sweet spot. Ishan cried out in surprise and the increased pressure inside him, wrapping his arms around Shubman's neck hanging on as the larger man began to fuck up into him.

Shubman’s arms were wrapped around Ishan, fingers digging into the long, muscles of the expanse of his back. They shared breaths between them every time as they got punched out of their bodies with Shubman’s thrusts into Ishan’s hole, their eyes were connected, the electricity rising between them, the lust and fire building low in their stomachs.

Ishan rested his elbows on Shubman’s shoulders, connecting their foreheads as tears fill his eyes, he started circling his own hips meeting Shubman. "Mmm Shub, I’m close." He said softly, and Shubman’s hips snapped up sharp with all his strength at the sweet quiet admission and the tears trickled down Ishan’s cheeks, the feeling overwhelming. Too much, it was all getting too much, so fast.

"Shub please..." he asked, teetering on the edge of blissful gratification.

"No sweetheart," Shubman husked, pistoning his cock into Ishan’s tight heat. "Come on my cock, come for me baby boy, just this...just me."

Ishan whispered, throwing his head back with his eyes squeezed shut. Shubman lowered his head and licked over his nipples, drowning in the feeling of being inside him, of owning him so profusely. Ishan cried out, arching his body over Shubman’s bent head, one hand cradling the shaggy head to his chest. He let go between them, the wet heat on Shubman’s skin giving him a thrill.

Ishan went limp in his arms and Shubman moved, still inside him, to lay him back again, watching those hazy, half-closed eyes as he fucked into Ishan's loose body. Ishan looked down to him, a sweet smile slowly forming on his lips. He reached out and grabbed Shubman’s arm, pulled him down into a messy kiss, Shubman gasping heavily as he continued to chase after his own orgasm.

Ishan held him close with a hand on the back of his neck, "Come for me my love," he whispered against Shubman’s ear.

With one last soul deep thrust into Ishan's wet heat Shubman let out a guttural groan and Ishan keened softly, eyes fluttering shut as wet silk heat spilled inside him. It made his still over sensitive nerves shudder, and Shubman's eyes fall shut, giving a few last soft thrusts as he laid his head on the mattress beside Ishan's.

He smiled with the soft kiss he felt Ishan ghost on his cheek, "Still alive?" He asked.

Ishan laughs lightly, "Yes, that was amazing Shubman."

Ah, to hear his name from Ishan's mouth....

Shubman pulled himself up, felt himself slip from Ishan and watched in delight at the uncomfortable, somewhat disappointed look that flashes over Ishan’s eyes before he got used to it. Though satisfied Shubman had to look over Ishan's worn out perfect naked body. His spent cock was lying on his stomach that’s coated with the white release, his still trembling thighs and the Ishan's hole beginning to ooze out his own release.

He couldn't resist, two of his fingers scooped up as much of the semen as he can and he pressed it back inside, fingers gentle in the used hole.

Ishan squirmed and moaned, the little circle clenching and trying to suck his fingers in more. Shubman took them out watching with hooded eyes as Ishan opened his mouth for what he already knew Shubman wanted him to do.

Shubman slid the dirty fingers between those perfect lips and groaned softly as Ishan closed them around his fingers, the tongue suckling and licking all his come off. Ishan’s eyes watched him the whole time knowing exactly what he was doing, Shubman could see the mischief and desire coming back.

"I’m only gettin started with you, baby boy." He said, pulling back his fingers and licking over them himself. Ishan watched with wide eyes, swallowing thickly, then throws himself at Shubman, tackling him and rolling ending up on top, straddling him.

"You got me..." Shubman said, having obviously not even tried to force Ishan down again. "Do your worst sweetheart."

"I plan to." Ishan replied, leaning down to kiss him ardently.

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