A too quiet day between a man and his boy.

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Trent frowned as he looked back thru the sheet music. There was a measure he wanted to repeat here, but now he couldn't find it. Growling to himself, he realized he had two different songs mixed together. With a sigh, he set about separating them.

Surreptitiously watching Trent from under his eyelashes, Dominic brought over their boots and the leather cleaning kit. He carefully positioned each piece just so before kneeling down to begin. His mouth fought back a grin as he rested one of Trent's boots against his naked body in preparation. Deliberately licking his lips, he sighed happily as he opened the leather soap and applied it with his fingers.

Seriously, how far up my ass was my head when I was doing this? And where the hell is that page? Trent got up and walked to the book case. After a little bit of searching he found the page he needed. As he returned to the desk, he absently kissed Dom on the top of his head. "Thanks for doing that, my boy."

Hand paused in sheer amazement, Dominic stared as his man went right back to working at the desk nearby. Hallo? Sexy naked boy here? Seeing Trent refocus intently on his music made Dominic almost growl in frustration. Instead, he got up and stretched for a moment, then moved close enough to brush by Trent to get the polishing cloth he'd left near him on purpose. "My pleasure."

Trent blew his boy a kiss. "Oh, can you hand me my guitar, Dominic? It's buried somewhere over there." He waved vaguely in a corner of their room.

A groan almost escaped Dom before he half-heartedly stomped over to pick up the guitar. Seeing a new opportunity, he cradled it against his body and this time swayed back over to Trent. "You wanted this Rez?" he asked, voice raspy with intent.

"Yes, thank you." Trent held out his hand as he continued to write down notes.

"Re-- you're welcome." Dom placed the guitar in Trent's hand, though he took a moment to slide his fingers over that extended palm. His cock gave a happy surge at the contact. Moving back reluctantly, he kneeled and started working on the boot, his mind whirling with plots.

"Fuck. I've already done that. Damn." Trent crumpled up the paper and threw it on the ground. He searched for a black page and started to write. His fingers played the chords as he hummed to himself.

For the moment, Dom loses himself watching Trent. Fuck he's beautiful when he's like this. 'Course he's beautiful when he's fucking me too so maybe that's just a given. He sighed softly as he watched Trent's fingers move so knowingly - just like how he touches me.

"My boy? Was there something we were supposed to do tonight? Not visit your mum or anything, right?"

Staring up at Trent, Dom's eyes narrowed for a moment as a thought crossed his mind. He answered slowly. "Umm, I don't think we had any set plans. Definitely not dressed to visit Mum. In fact, not dressed at all... which was more in line with my... oh let's call 'em highly desired outcomes."

"No Mum. Okay. You want to turn in early tonight? Got one of my worse clients first thing tomorrow. Always a bother."

Dom slumped down, his fingers poking at the soap. "Oh." He looked at the boots for a moment, then sighed to himself. "I should finish this..."

"Okay, just finish that one." Trent played softly on the guitar

Resigned, Dom went to work, his fingers working hard to get the boots just right for Rez. As usual, the familiar scent of leather and soap turned him on and he let it, deciding the blue balls would be worth it. As he finished, he gave them a little lick and shivered in remembered pleasure.

Trent crept up behind Dominic, grabbing him and throwing him on the bed. He lay on top of him and kissed him hard. He ground against his boy as he pinned his hands over his head. "Did my boy really think his man didn't notice how much he wanted to play?"

"Rez!" Dom arched up into his man, groaning at the heat and friction that sent his whole body to tingling. "Fuck! You bastard! Made me think my arse had lost its touch there." He laughed and lifted up to bite lightly on Trent's neck. "I did wonder at the whole Mum thing but... fuck! Your boy's cock has been up and down more times than the Palace lifts."

Trent chuckled. "My boy's ass could never lose its touch. Was just making you wait. Can you tell how hard it was for me?" He pushed open his boy's legs, grinding harder against him.

Moaning deeper now, Dom lifted his legs high to wrap around Trent's ribs. "I should have thrown myself into your lap to check that out!" He rocked his hips harder, breath panting out. "Almost fucked one of your boots in desperation. Gods! Rez, feels so good."

Trent kissed Dominic again, then sucked his neck. "Keep your hands there." With a smile, he ran his hands and mouth over his boy's body.

His whimper filled the room as Dominic's hands fluttered to hold onto something - anything. Sometimes ropes are functional floated through his brain before Trent's fingers drove every thought out but more!

Trent nipped and licked all over Dominic's body. His hands went from light touches to pinching. Staring up at his boy's face, he sucked on two of his fingers then thrust them deep inside.

Biting his lip hard, Dom could taste blood as he fought back the scream of pleasure. He eagerly pressed down against Trent's fingers, hips rocking to force them deeper. He struggled to keep his eyes open so he could see his man.

Trent moved up to claim Dominic's mouth as he pushed his fingers further in, searching for his sweet spot.

Fingers itching to dig into Trent's hair, Dom sucked Trent's tongue into his mouth. His hips lifted hard as white light flashed up his spine. "Rez!" his voice broke as he rocked harder, his leg lifting higher up to Trent's shoulder.

Trent gave one hard thrust, then pulled his hand away. Quickly spreading the lube on himself, he pushed inside his boy. His hands went back to pinning Dominic's hands as he started fucking him hard.

Grunting in relief, Dom let his trembling arms rest under Trent's strong grip. His mouth sucked hard on Trent's sweat slick skin. His body tightened and he cried out as he fought back his climax, wanting Trent to never stop.

Trent hissed at the pressure around his cock, then pounding harder into his boy. "My boy. Perfect. Beautiful. Mine." He licked Dominic's collar. "My only boy."

"Rez! Need... oh please... please...." Dom's voice rasped out as he shuddered and bit Trent's shoulder. He could feel the end coming and he tightened his legs, body lifting up to take all Trent was giving him.

"Now, my boy." Trent closed his eyes, his body shaking then a yell as he shot deep into his boy.

Scream almost silent as Dom came hard, body clenching over and over around Trent. His fingers curled into Trent's, holding on tight.

Trent kissed Dominic as he rolled them onto their sides, holding him tight. "Beautiful." He nuzzled his neck.

Sighing with contented pleasure, Dom snuggled close. A sudden laugh took him as he thought back to moments earlier. "God you fooled me completely." He chuckled again and rubbed his face against Trent's face. "My man. You know me so bloody well."

"Mmm, it's my job to know my boy. To give him what he needs. What he wants."

Dom brushed his hands along Trent's back, feeling the loose relaxed muscles. "You are so fucking sexy when you create music. Almost distracted me from wanting to jump your bones right then." He grinned up at his man. "So, I was mostly getting what I wanted and needed just watching you."

"I didn't realize you were that easy to satisfy. I'll have to remember that." Trent chuckled again.

Reaching down to swat Trent's ass once, Dom squawked in protest. "Hey hey, let's not go too far now. A boy needs his man to bugger him senseless a few times a day you know."

"I think I can manage that. But then I should. Have to live up to my part of the bargain." Trent brought Dominic's hand up to touch his armband.

Curling his hand around his band, his mark on Trent, Dom's smile softened. "My man. Only mine - even when he teases his boy 'til his balls are half way up inside his body."

"Hmm, especially when he does." Trent kissed him. "Only ever my boy's. No one else for forever."

Licking Trent's lips, Dom looked at him before returning for another long, deep kiss. "Only yours. Only mine. Forever."