Title: Here With Me 36/43
Author: Anorien and Sairalinde
Type: RPS
Pairing: Craig/David
Rating: NC-17
Warning: None this chapter.
Beta: Ourselves
Disclaimer: This never happened. This was written in fun that's all.
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Summary: A.U. Two University Professors try to overcome their pasts and find love and healing.
A/N: This is A.U. and it is the world we wish really did exist.
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David locked the door to his office and tucked his books and lesson plans under his arm as he said goodnight to Sally. It seemed he hadn't been able to stop smiling since Christmas Eve, it had been just under a month since he and Craig had gotten married and they had just returned back to the University a few weeks ago from their honeymoon over the holiday break. He glanced down at his wedding band before moving down the hall toward his husband's office. Knocking once and then peeking around the door he smiled as Craig looked up him. "You ready to go home, love?" David asked as he walked into the office and closed the door, making sure he locked it. After their slip with Sally that time they'd always remembered to lock the door anytime they were in one another's office...just in case.

“Hello, handsome,” Craig grinned, dropping the pen onto his desk and standing up. He couldn’t help but smile as David turned and locked the door behind him. Taking the books from his husband’s arms, he quickly placed them on the top of his desk and wrapped his arms around his lover’s waist. “Have a good day?” he smiled, sitting on the edge of the desk and pulling David close.

"Pretty good...though it is one hundred percent better now," David said slipping his arms around Craig as he held him and gave him a small kiss. "You still busy?" David asked noticing the paperwork still on Craig's desk. He was a little earlier than usual, he was done, and had decided to slip down to Craig's office a little bit early.

Craig glanced over his shoulder at the paperwork and shook his head. “Nothing that can’t wait until tomorrow,” he said, turning back to smile at David as one hand reached up to gently brush his thumb across his full bottom lip. “I just want to focus all my attention on the gorgeous man I’m married to – starting right this minute. Any objections?”

"Not a one," David grinned and leaned forward to kiss Craig tenderly. Only meaning it to be a soft and gentle kiss before they made their way home, but like every time he was close to Craig this way he lost himself in his kiss. David couldn't believe Craig was his husband, this perfect, gorgeous man was *his* and he belonged to Craig. Whenever his students called him Dr. Wenham-Parker now David would have to concentrate to keep from smiling like a lunatic.

Craig closed his eyes and pulled David closer, loving the taste of his husband’s sweet kisses more and more everyday. As one hand pressed gently on David’s lower back, the other trailed up to splay on the back of his head, fingers tangling in his lover’s soft red hair, and deepening the kiss until they were both breathless. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he vaguely thought that he was grateful David locked the door, because his heart was already pounding at the nearness of his lover, and his intoxicating touch. He pulled back to let his tongue run gently over David’s lips and gave a soft sigh, already feeling himself getting hard. “I’ve been waiting for this moment all day,” he said softly. “I always feel like something’s missing when you’re not in my arms.”

"Mmmm, I know, our classrooms and offices aren't that far apart, yet it feels like miles," David whispered shifting closer in his lover's embrace. Leaning forward again David kissed a soft trail down Craig's neck, taking full advantage when Craig tipped his head up to allow him more access. Sliding his hands around from his husband's back and up his chest he unbuttoned the top few buttons of his shirt and began to lick and suck at the soft skin just below the collar of Craig's shirt. He loved the warmth and taste of his lover's skin.

Craig felt his entire body shiver with desire as David touched him. “Miles….,” he agreed, in a soft whisper as his own fingers deftly unbuttoned his husband’s shirt, running his hands lightly over the muscled planes of David’s chest. He’d completely forgotten where they were, and frankly, couldn’t have cared less. All that mattered was here in his arms, and he knew he couldn’t possibly wait until they’d walked home to show David how much he loved him.

David gasped softly as Craig's hands moved over his skin and felt himself getting harder by the second. Drawing back he stared into Craig's eyes, not caring in the least they were still at work. "Make love to me?" he breathed against Craig's lips, "Right here...right now."

Craig pulled back to look into David’s eyes, his heart pounding in his chest at the look of love and lust he saw reflected back at him. “God, yes,” he moaned softly. “I want you.” One hand trailed down to unbutton David’s jeans, while the other rested on the back of his neck, pulling him closer. He pushed the jeans to the floor and quickly unfastened his own. Standing up, he let them fall down his legs as he pulled David closer, gently nibbling and kissing at his neck. As their hard arousals finally touched, Craig let out a long, slow hiss at the long awaited contact and wrapped his fingers around their aching shafts, squeezing them gently. His thumb ran over the tip of both their cocks, mixing the thick fluid that was leaking out as his body shuddered.

David's muscles tensed in his stomach as they slid against each other and then moaned softly as Craig's fingers wrapped around both of their arousals. Biting his lip he felt his body tremble slightly and leaned his head against Craig's shoulder as his hips moved forward of their own accord into the tight grip around him. Feeling Craig's cock pulse against his own was always incredibly erotic. "Oh God, Craig...please. I *need* you...need to feel you inside me," he whispered huskily against the warm skin of his husband's neck as he finished unbuttoning his shirt and leaned back to push the soft material off his lover's shoulders.

Craig broke away long enough to bend down and fumble in the pocket of David’s jeans for the small packet of lube he’d taken to carrying around for situations just like this. Quickly tearing off the end, he smoothed the slick substance over his aching shaft, then poured the remainder onto his fingers. Pulling David back into his embrace, he kissed him deeply, letting his hands slide down the warm skin of David’s back, cupping each round, smooth buttock and gently parting them. Never breaking the kiss, he slid the middle finger of one hand smoothly inside his lover, stretching him carefully, then added the same finger from his other hand when David relaxed under his touch. He moaned into his husband’s mouth and continued moving his hips, grinding their arousals against each other, as his fingers delved deeply inside his lover’s body, stretching and preparing him.

Moaning into Craig's mouth as a slick finger slid inside him, David's hips shifted forward, moving his cock with his husband's. As Craig added a second finger David felt his heart speed in his chest. Thrusting his hips forward to grind his leaking arousal against Craig's and pushing back on the fingers delving inside of him making his head nearly spin from desire...or lack of oxygen. Pulling back from his husband's lips reluctantly David dragged in a deep breath and then kissed his lover again tangling his hands in soft dark hair and thrusting his tongue against Craig's.

He wouldn’t have thought it possible, but Craig somehow got even harder as he heard and felt David’s moan. He pulled away and tried to catch his breath as he stared into David’s blue eyes. “How?” he asked softly, as he leaned in to nibble David’s bottom lip. “The chair? The desk? Where do you want me?” he asked as his fingers slipped from his husband’s body and he tilted his head to nuzzle at David’s collarbone.

David's face flushed as the words crossed his mind, "Desk...bend me over the desk," he whispered against Craig's ear. They had only made love not facing each other that one morning a few weeks ago after getting back from the honeymoon, but David wanted that feeling again. Wanted to feel...taken.

Craig’s arms tightened around David briefly before he placed a final kiss on his lips. He pulled away and moved behind his lover, kissing the palm of each of David’s hands in turn before laying them flat on the desk. Trailing light kisses over his husband’s shoulders, Craig lined himself up and pushed forward as he sheathed himself fully inside David’s body, biting back a low moan as his cock was engulfed in tight heat. He leaned forward and rested his head on David’s shoulder, wrapping his arms around him, hands rubbing gently over his stomach, and fighting not to move until they’d both had time to adjust.

David smiled as Craig kissed his hands and then bent over the desk breathing heavily in anticipation. His skin tingled everywhere Craig kissed and touched him, and he had to bite his lip to suppress a loud moan that threatened to escape. The feel of his husband's thick cock pulsing deep inside him was almost too much already. Taking a shuddering breath as Craig wrapped his arms around him David waited a few moments before shifting his hips back slightly letting Craig know he could move at will.

As David moved back against him, Craig held him tightly, pulling his hips back until his arousal was almost free of the tight passage, then sliding back in with one smooth motion. Resting his forehead against the damp skin between David’s shoulders, he looked down, seeing his cock disappear again and again inside his lover’s body. His left hand stayed firmly against David’s stomach, his thumb running in smooth circles over the tensed muscles, as his right hand slid down to capture his arousal. “I love you so much,” he whispered just as his fingers tightened and slid down David’s hard shaft.

The feel of Craig's shaft moving inside him made David moan softly and move his hips back to meet each of his husband's long deep thrusts. As Craig's hand wrapped around him and he whispered David whimpered in pleasure. "Oh God, Craig. I love you too," he gasped as his lover's hand moved over his sensitive skin, and his hard cock moved deep inside brushing against his prostate with every thrust. David leaned further across the desk and grasped the opposite edge needing something to hold onto, something to ground him to this world before he spiraled away into ecstasy.

As David leaned forward, he spread his legs even further apart, allowing Craig to thrust in even more deeply. He tried to keep their slow, gentle rhythm for as long as possible, but simply seeing his husband offering himself like this almost made Craig come then and there. He loved the fact that David trusted him enough, knew that he loved him enough, to give himself over like this, to want this, and to let Craig know what he wanted. His fingers kept moving over David’s shaft in time with his thrusts as he straightened up and let his other hand rest on David’s hip. Small beads of sweat gathered on his forehead and his breath became harsh. “Come for me, love,” he whispered brokenly. “I can’t wait anymore.”
David found that he loved giving himself to Craig like this almost as much as he did facing his lover. Being able to give himself to Craig this way and thoroughly enjoy it was a huge step for him. Thrusting forward into Craig's hand and back to meet his lover's deep thrusts David cried out his husband's name no longer caring at all if anyone heard him or not as his cock surged and his release spilled over Craig's hand.

As David’s seed spilled over his fingers, Craig lost all control and arched his back, driving himself deeply into his lover as his release slammed into him. He felt himself spill inside the hot channel surrounding him as his hand spasmed on David’s hip and he moaned loudly. Leaning over, he rested his upper body on his lover’s back, breathing heavily, as he gently continued to stroke the organ in his hand. After a moment, he slid from his lover’s body and gently turned him around, urging him to lie back on the desk, as he used his tongue and mouth and tenderly cleaned the softening organ until all traces of his orgasm were gone. He placed a soft kiss to the tip, then pulled away to collapse into his chair, gently urging David to sit up and join him. “You are so amazing,” he said softly, as he gazed at his lover.

David moaned softly as he felt Craig's cock throb inside him spilling his release and his muscles clenched around him milking his lover's cock. As they both attempted to catch their breath David enjoyed the feel of Craig laying over him still gently caressing his cock. Being turned and laid back on Craig's desk he couldn't tear his eyes away from the erotic sight of Craig licking him clean. Watching Craig collapse in his chair David sat up and moved over to him sitting down in his husband's lap pressing a soft kiss to his forehead. "You are pretty damn amazing yourself," David said softly caressing the side of Craig's face. "I'm willing to bet half this hallway knows that now too," he grinned blushing slightly. They hadn't exactly been able to be perfectly quiet and he felt quite certain some of their colleagues would give them knowing grins tomorrow.

Craig smiled and pulled David closer, burying his face in his lover’s chest. “Then they all know how very much I love my gorgeous, sweet, perfect husband,” he said softly, supporting David’s back with one hand and reaching out to entwine their fingers with his other hand. Tilting his head back, he gazed into David’s eyes with a soft smile. “Though I think maybe they already knew. Their first clue might have been when we walked back to campus holding hands about an hour after we met all those months ago. I bet a blind man could have seen how much I adored you even then.”

David smiled happily as Craig's fingers wrapped around his. "Yeah...Sally certainly knew immediately, she was all over me about you that day, asking all sorts of questions, and then she said we made a cute couple and we'd only just met," David grinned. "I can't believe that was only four months ago. I'm sure some people think we are insane for getting married so quickly, but I've never had a single doubt you know. Not a one, when you proposed to me I thought my heart was going to leap out of my chest I was so excited, and happy...and relieved, because I'd been thinking about marrying you for a long time. Ever since taking you to the hospital that day I'd been thinking about how wonderful it would be to really be your husband...and now...now I am," he said smiling.

Craig rested his head against David’s shoulder and nodded. “I was so terrified you’d say no. Out of that entire hospital stay, the one thing I remember most clearly is the nurse announcing that my husband was there to see me. If I’d had the ring then, I’d have asked you before they wheeled me away to surgery. It just sounded so….right - to me anyway, and I’d never even given marriage any thought before. But I knew I wanted to be your husband more than anything in the world - knew it beyond a shadow of a doubt.” Squeezing David’s fingers, Craig’s grin widened. “And here we are – married and in love and incredibly happy.”

David sighed softly and leaned his forehead against Craig's, "Yes, we are, and always will be," he said softly. "Though...it's getting late, our dog is going to be upset with us wondering why we aren't home to feed him yet," David said grinning and sitting back. "What do you say, walk home...dinner...shower and then cuddle in front of the fire? Any of those can be skipped of course in favor of something else...anything as long as I can hold you in my arms and you can hold me."

Craig’s fingertips slid over David’s back and he nodded. “I think that sounds perfect,” he grinned, “especially the holding and cuddling parts.” Giving a dramatic sigh, he looked toward the doorway and furrowed his brow. “I *suppose* we’ll have to get dressed again for the walk back home, though. It’s a little cold outside, I’m sure. And besides, I don’t want the world to see my husband’s exquisite body. I don’t share very well.” Giving David another soft kiss, Craig slid to the edge of the chair and used his foot to slide their jeans closer. He bent down to gather David’s jeans and help him pull them up, unwilling to lose the warmth and closeness of his lover’s body a moment before he had to.

David stood up only after absolutely having to in order to finish getting dressed, though both he and Craig paused many times to share soft kisses. Finally helping Craig into his coat and Craig returning the favor they were ready to take their short walk home. David picked up his books and lesson plans and set them on top of Craig's filing cabinet. "I don't plan to do any work tonight anyway," he grinned taking Craig's hand. "Let's go home, love."

Craig smiled and squeezed his husband’s fingers, leaning in to nibble on his bottom lip. “Home,” he nodded. “Can’t get there soon enough.” After another soft kiss, they exited his office, and Craig locked the door behind them. The hall was luckily mostly deserted, but they did get a few knowing smiles from a couple of professors. Rather than laughing at them, though, Craig could see that they all seemed happy to see David smiling. He wondered where all this support for his lover was when David needed friends, back before Craig found him, but decided that it was all in the past, and nothing nor anyone would ever hurt the man he loved again – through violence, or rumors, or lies or apathy. He smiled at everyone as they passed, proud to be seen with his handsome husband, and loving the smile that was on his face.

TBC