Title: Here With Me 42/42
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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Craig’s eyes opened slowly and he looked around the unfamiliar room. His face was nestled into David’s neck, and their bodies were curled together, legs entangled, arms holding each other tight, their heartbeats and very breaths in perfect sync. Unwilling to move, he studied the room for a moment, then smiled as he remembered where they were…Paris on Christmas day…celebrating their 10 year anniversary. Never in his wildest dreams had he ever imagined being this happy, this fulfilled, this complete. A smile touched his lips and he snuggled closer to his husband with a contented sigh.

David awoke slowly and the first thing he felt, as he had for over ten years now, was the warmth of his husband against him. Smiling even as his eyes slowly opened, he looked at Craig and his smile widened further. "Happy Anniversary, love," he whispered. Even after ten years together he felt as if he fell in love all over again each morning he awoke holding or being held by his husband.

Letting his hand travel languidly over David’s chest, Craig propped his head up on his free hand and stared down at his husband. Slowly, his fingers traveled up to brush soft, ginger colored hair back from David’s forehead and he looked into beloved blue eyes. “Happy anniversary, sweetheart,” he whispered in return. In some ways, it seemed like they’d met only yesterday, and Craig thought it was very true that time flies when you’re happy. Yet, he could scarcely remember a life without this man who had so effortlessly stolen his heart with wide, tear filled blue eyes over a decade ago in a small, out of the way alcove at the university where they were both teaching at the time. And there was no doubt in his mind that they would celebrate many, many more anniversaries…maybe in Paris, or England, maybe in Italy…or maybe just within the walls of their own home where they had spent countless, perfect hours in each other’s arms. “Have I told you today how very much I love you?” he asked with a smile.

David smiled happily and stretched as he turned to face Craig. "No, I do believe that's the first time today," he grinned. "I suppose I am already remiss in telling you how much I love you...I'll have to find some way to make it up to you," he teased as he gazed into dazzling blue eyes. The same eyes he had dreamt of almost every night since they had met. Ten years might seem a long time, though it felt like the blink of an eye. He had never truly *lived* before meeting Craig, and he felt blessed daily. "So what would you like to do today? We are after all in Paris..." he trailed off. They had spent other special times in this very city since leaving their jobs at the university to work side by side.

“Well,” Craig grinned as he gently ran the pad of his thumb over David’s bottom lip, “Paris is lovely…but I have yet to discover anything as breathtaking as the man I married. I think I’d just be happy to lie here and look at you all day.” Leaning down to press a soft kiss over the lips he could no longer resist, he cupped David’s jaw in his hand and closed his eyes. Every day, no matter where they were, or what they were doing, Craig took a moment to give thanks for the sparkling eyes that always looked at him with such love and happiness, and for the beautiful smile that greeted him every morning and followed him into his dreams each night. Their love and marriage had given David a new confidence that had been missing when they’d met, buried under years of abuse, both physical and mental, and seeing it come to light before Craig’s very eyes had made him the happiest man in the world. Drawing back from the kiss, he smiled and reached down to tangle their fingers. “But…then again, I can’t keep my eyes off you no matter what we do, so if you want to go somewhere, I‘m game for that too.”

David lost himself in Craig's kiss as he always had. After long moments Craig drew away and David smiled, "I think staying right here sounds just perfect. Order room service, and just enjoy our first full day in Paris right here in our bed." Rubbing his thumb gently over the back of Craig's hand he simply watched his love for a few moments. "I'm glad we were able to get away from the clinic again this year," he said softly. The clinic they had started together was always busy around the holidays and he was grateful to their staff and all their volunteers that they were yet again able to enjoy their anniversary together away from work.

“So am I,” Craig smiled, leaning back down and resting his head on David’s shoulder as he snuggled closer. “I think all our hard work finally paid off….it’s all pretty self sufficient these days. We made some good choices when we hired the staff. At least we don’t have to baby sit them all the time…and we can do things like this, and not have to worry about anything.” Setting up the clinic had been long, hard work, but he and David had done it together, and never looked back. They would always be grateful to the university for bringing them together, but they’d found they liked working side by side and being able to set up a facility that offered medical care to anyone who needed it, regardless of their financial situation, even more than they’d enjoyed teaching.

"We did...though you deserve most of the credit, love," David said smiling as his fingers trailed through soft dark hair. "So would you like me to order some breakfast for us...or would you like to do something else?" he asked shifting slightly so that Craig could feel his arousal press against him. When they had first fallen in love they'd barely been able to keep their hands off each other, and that had not changed in all these years.

Pressing his lips to his lover’s neck, Craig gently nipped and kissed his way up to David’s mouth. Slowing letting his tongue slide inside the welcome warmth, he licked at smooth teeth and sighed into the kiss. Their tongues met and danced together and his body shifted to lie on top of David’s, pressing their arousals together and causing both men to moan. All the things in life that made Craig happy were right before him…kissing David, loving him, touching him, laughing with him, seeing him smile…and making love to him at every opportunity. “Who needs breakfast?” he asked as he pulled away from the kiss and drew in a breath of air as his hands traveled lovingly over David’s body…the body he knew so well, but could never seem to get enough of.

David chuckled as Craig pulled away from their kiss and spoke. "We will want to keep up our energy...later," he teased leaning in for another deep kiss. Savoring the sweetness he moaned softly as their bodies shifted together, their arousals sliding against one another. His hands moved down his husband's back, caressing the warm smooth skin. "Make love to me, Craig," he whispered against kiss-swollen lips.

Craig’s heart sped up in his chest and he pulled back to look into his husband’s eyes. “Yes,” he whispered as his hips continued to move against David’s. “I want to be inside you.” They’d made love when they’d fallen into bed the night before, exhausted from jet lag, but, as usual, not too exhausted to make love long into the night. The tube of their favorite scented lube rested on the table beside the bed, and he reached over with a shaking hand to grab it. He moved to kneel between David’s legs, kissing a long, wet trail over his chest and abdomen, until his mouth reached the thick organ that rested against his lover’s stomach, already leaking and swollen. Slowly, his fingers captured the heavy sac that hung at the base of David’s arousal and his lips descended on the length as his fingers gently rolled the sensitive balls in the palm of his hand.

David's arousal pulsed and twitched as Craig spoke and he soon found himself gasping as gentle lips moved down his body. He moaned as a slick tongue traced around the head of his shaft and curled his fingers in the bed sheets. Relaxing completely under his husband, David lost himself in Craig's touch. He watched as Craig moved between his legs and spread them even wider as the incredible wet heat of his lover's mouth surrounded his already leaking arousal. Shifting his hips, his fingers tangled gently in Craig's hair. Craig had taught him what it was like to be truly loved in every way and he would forever be grateful for that.

Using his free hand to flip the lid off the lube, Craig continued running his tongue over every inch of his husband’s arousal. His lips sank down to the wide base, then moved up, where he let the tip of his tongue dart into the thin slit at the top, moaning as he tasted the proof of his lover’s desire. He quickly slicked his fingers and his own arousal, which was beginning to ache as David moved beneath him and let a slick finger slide slowly over the small puckered hole that he so desperately wanted to bury himself inside. Pressing forward, the digit slid into tight heat as he swallowed around the head of the organ that filled his mouth and seemed to grow even larger as his finger moved deep inside the tight passage.

Writhing under his lover, David moaned loudly as a slick finger pressed against him and then slipped inside just as Craig swallowed around his shaft. "Oh God, Craig," he gasped as his lover prepared him. As always he felt loved, and treasured by Craig's every touch and simply gave himself over to his husband. His hips moved of their own accord thrusting into Craig's mouth tentatively as the slick finger continued to delve deeper within him. Already he felt his control slipping...Craig could so easily undo him, even after all these years.

Craig carefully added a second finger to the first, sliding in deep, then twisting and scissoring as he felt the tight ring of muscle stretch and open for him. His eyes closed and he savored the taste of the man he loved, as well as the sounds that fell from beloved lips and the feel of him moving beneath him and into his mouth. His lips closed around the rigid column of flesh between them and he sucked gently as his fingers moved even deeper inside velvety heat, thrusting in slowly, then curling to brush the small bundle of nerves underneath his fingertips.

David moaned and thrust back onto the long fingers within him as they brushed against his prostate sending sparks of electricity thrumming through his veins. Being with Craig like this had always been loving and perfect. Before Craig he'd never known how pleasureful it could be, and had grown to never fear being touched and loved this way. "Please...don't stop...please Craig, need to feel you inside me," he pleaded breathlessly.

With a final kiss to the tip of the organ in his mouth, Craig brushed his fingertips over his lover’s sweet spot one final time before gently pulling his hand away. Placing the head of his arousal against the stretched and slicked entrance, he leaned forward and pressed his lips to David’s, letting his tongue slide past soft lips as his cock slid inside tight heat. His breath caught in his chest and he moaned into David’s mouth as the duel sensations of being surrounded by loving, perfect warmth made his heart pound and all the blood in his body rush toward his groin. He moved one arm to slide beneath his husband and pull him closer, as his free hand tangled with David’s. Drawing away from the kiss, he pressed tiny, soft kisses over his lover’s face as he concentrated on controlling himself long enough to let David’s body adjust to the intrusion.

David's moan was lost in Craig's kiss as his body was breached and a slick tongue moved along his own. Feeling Craig's fingers wrap around his own he lost himself in being so completely surrounded by his husband's love. Wrapping his legs around his lover's waist David shifted his hips back and moaned again as the thick shaft slid even deeper within him. There was nothing more incredible than the feeling of being made love to so gently by his husband. He never dreamed he would find such a love in his life, and would forever be thankful to whatever power had brought Craig to him.

Moaning as David’s body pulled him in even deeper, Craig took a deep breath and began to slowly thrust inside the warmth surrounding him. It took every ounce of control he could muster, but he managed to set a slow and steady pace, wanting, as usual, to make the perfect union of their bodies last for as long as possible. Finally, when he knew he was getting close, he released David’s hand and slid his free arm underneath his back to join the other. He leaned back and brought his husband with him, until they were chest to chest, and he could look up into the blue eyes that he so adored. His hands moved down to David’s backside, and spread the smooth globes further apart, allowing him to thrust up and bury himself impossibly deeper. He snaked one hand between them and began stroking the thick organ trapped between their stomachs.

When Craig shifted and pulled David up against him, he moaned deeply as his lover's shaft moved even deeper within him and brushing his prostate over and over again. David's arms had wound around Craig and he was holding tight to him as they moved together in a gradually building pace. Shifting his hips to meet Craig's deep thrusts David cried out as warm fingers wrapped around his arousal trapped between them. He found himself thrusting up into the tight grip and back down on the shaft delving deep within. Burying his face against Craig's neck his muscles clenched around the thick arousal and he whispered words of love over and over again.

The love that always surrounded them grew a hundredfold when they were making love and the pleasure was almost always overwhelming. As their sweat slicked bodies moved together, Craig’s lips fastened on David’s neck and he marked him, loving the salty/sweet taste of his husband as much as he did the first time they made love. His fingers tightened on David’s length as his hand moved faster, and with a final, deep thrust upward, he felt his release slam into him, waves of ecstasy washing over him as he spilled hot and slick inside the tight passage surrounding him, his voice muffled by David’s skin even as Craig called out his name again and again.

David felt a thrill move through him as he felt Craig marking him and soon after he felt his lover thrust deep within him and his arousal pulsed his release inside his clenching passage, the feeling triggering his own release. With a deep cry he thrust up into the hand surrounding him and felt slick fluid spill over his husband's hand and coat both their stomachs and chests. Trembling uncontrollably he clung to his lover. "God, I love you, Craig," he moaned.

After coaxing every last drop from his lover, Craig moved his hand from between their bodies and wrapped it around David’s waist. Pulling him closer, he felt the warm, thick fluid between them binding them together as he rested his head on his husband’s shoulder. “I love you too,” he whispered as he simply held David as close as humanly possible as they struggled to catch their breaths. His lips continued to press gentle kisses to David’s neck and chest as he carefully lowered him back to the bed and sighed regretfully as he slid from his lover’s body. “I love you more than absolutely, positively anything, and every single day I am still completely amazed that you actually agreed to marry me.”

"Oh love, if you hadn't asked me that night I'd have eventually asked you myself. I wanted to be your husband for so long...and now after all these years I wouldn't change a thing," David whispered still slightly breathless as they lay holding one another close. "I couldn't possibly have dreamed of the love we have shared." David's hands trailed up and down Craig's back as they lay together, their bodies still trembling from their release. This was the perfect way to start the day, Christmas Day and their anniversary.

Craig smiled and closed his eyes, as he curled his body around his husband’s. “I wouldn’t change a thing either,” he smiled. Leaning over David to grab the towel they’d used the night before, he cleaned them both, then pressed a kiss to his lover’s spent arousal before snuggling back into his embrace.

David shivered as Craig kissed his softening arousal and incredibly felt it twitch. "You can be such a tease sometimes," he whispered grinning happily.

Laughing, Craig pulled David closer and gave a soft sigh. “I am so unbelievably, incredibly lucky to have you here with me, loving me back as much as I love you. And you know what? I fully expect us to be right here, just like this, making love, relaxed and happy and holding each other on our fiftieth anniversary too.”

Taking a deep breath he let his arm wrap around his husband as he lay back down next to him. "Fifty years," he grinned. "I will love you for all time, Craig, so I know you are right." He laughed as his stomach rumbled. "I think you've made me work up an appetite. Want to order some room service breakfast and share it here in bed?"

Pressing a kiss to David’s shoulder, Craig nodded and looked into his lover’s eyes. “Absolutely,” he grinned wickedly. “And let’s be sure to order extra honey. I have an….experiment or two I’d like to try…” Wagging his eyebrows at his husband, Craig couldn’t help but laugh as David’s eyes widened. “Are you up for an experiment or two, my gorgeous husband? Or had you rather try something a little more daring? Like warm chocolate syrup? I heard it’s quite the aphrodisiac. And I *still* don’t think we’re going to see much of Paris, even after all these visits…”

David laughed and shook his head, "You amaze me, love. An experiment sounds....very promising," he grinned. "Now all I have to do is decide which I'd like...honey or chocolate...both are a bit sticky...and very sweet," he said leaning in to kiss Craig gently. Drawing back he swiped his tongue across his lover's bottom lip. "Though I don't think there is anything as sweet as you are," he teased.

They ordered their breakfast and the young man who brought it to their room couldn't quite keep the grin from his lips when he left.

At first he'd wondered why just two people needed so many condiments for pancakes. They had ordered honey, whipped cream, strawberries, and warm chocolate syrup on the side. He'd thought it was odd until he'd seen the way the married couple looked at one another. When he asked if this was their honeymoon both men had laughed and the red-haired one blushed to the tips of his ears. He was informed by the dark haired one that it was their tenth anniversary. Going down the hall to the elevators he wished that one day he would find a love like that.

The End.