Title: Here With Me 5/?
Author: Anorien and Sairalinde
Type: RPS
Pairing: Craig/David
Rating: Explicit Sex
Beta: Ourselves
Warning: Abuse described in later chapters not between the main
pairing.
Disclaimer: This never happened. This was written in fun that's all.
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Summary: Two University Professors try to overcome their pasts and find love and healing

The words David speaks are from “A Rose in April” by Kate Rusby

Words in // are thoughts

Chapter 5

Craig finally decided to give up on his lesson plan and pushed it across the table, running a hand through his hair. He couldn't concentrate. Every time he tried to make notes or mark text in the various books strewn about the table, he found himself staring off into space, remembering David's smile, or his eyes, or his laughter. They'd managed to get a little work done between the two of them, and David had finally left to go take a shower, realizing that there would be very little work accomplished that evening. Deciding that David had had the right idea, Craig stood up, stretched, and walked to the bathroom that adjoined his own room.

After a fruitless search for towels, he walked across the hall to David's room. "David?" he called. Walking through the open doorway, he knocked softly on the bathroom door, wondering if David could hear him over the sound of the shower. When he got no response, he settled himself on the cedar trunk that sat at the end of David's bed.

David stepped out of the shower wrapping a towel around him. He grabbed another towel to run through his hair and looked in the mirror. // I can't believe how things have changed. In the course of a few days I've met the most perfect man, and I've already started falling in love with him. This has been the best few days of my life. //

When Craig heard the water turn off, he smiled, and called out to David again. "David? I need towels. Can you hand me one please?"

He heard Craig's voice on the other side of the door but wasn't able to make out what he was saying. Opening the bathroom door he saw Craig sitting on the cedar trunk at the end of his bed. "I'm sorry I couldn't hear you in there," David said still rubbing the towel over his damp hair.

After a moment, the bathroom door opened and Craig sucked in a deep breath as David stood in the open doorway wearing nothing but a towel around his waist.

"I….um…..I…wow…..I have no idea what I wanted now," he mumbled, unable to look away. "Um…..never mind?"

David looked up, "Huh?" he asked confused. "I thought...oh," he murmured as he saw the look in Craig's eyes. Swallowing and feeling himself start to blush a bit he looked down at the floor. No one had ever made him feel that way from just a look...made him feel; wanted. He walked over to Craig and smiled down at him, "I thought you wanted something?" he asked softly, knowing that question was open ended and feeling slightly silly for asking it. He had never really *tried* to flirt before and knew he was not very good at it.

Craig's mouth went from being very dry to practically salivating as David crossed the room and smiled at him. He almost fell off the edge of the trunk as this gorgeous man whom he had already fallen in love with stopped just in front of him. Craig quickly stood up, his face flushing. Looking into his lover's eyes, he smiled, *knowing* that David had seen him, but deciding that he didn't mind so much after all. He wanted David, wanted him more than he'd ever wanted anything or anyone in his life, and he wanted David to know it. "There *definitely* is something I wanted, now that you mention it," Craig said, grinning broadly. "And I think I *just* remembered what it was."

David grinned, still feeling a little bit silly, but he was enjoying Craig's reaction. He threw the towel he'd been using to dry his hair onto the trunk behind where Craig had been sitting and ran his fingers through his lover's hair. "Oh really?" he asked grinning mischievously, "And what's that?"

"Well," Craig said, wrapping his arms around David's waist and pulling him closer. "It's bigger than a bread box." He placed a soft kiss on his lover's neck, unable to keep the grin from his face. He paused for a moment and bit his bottom lip, trying to look as if he was deep in thought. Leaning in, he licked David's neck just below his ear. "And it tastes *SO* sweet." Nipping gently at the still damp skin of David's shoulder, he sighed happily. "It's unbelievably gorgeous, and, best of all, it *happens* to be right here in my arms at the moment."

David laughed wrapping his arms around Craig, "I see...well then I suppose I'm all yours then," he said grinning. He'd never done this with any of his previous lovers, teasing and just enjoying each other this way, and the best thing was he was glad he never had. He was glad that Craig was the one he was sharing this with. David knew it could all go away as quickly as it started, Craig could decide he'd found someone better, but for now he'd take what he could get. Store up the memories for the future.

"All mine?" Craig asked, realizing that he'd never felt happier in his life than he did at this very moment. "Oh, the possibilities are just positively *endless* of what I can make of that." Trailing his finger down David's neck, he felt his heart speed up. "You really have *no* idea how truly gorgeous you are," he said softly.

David shivered as Craig's finger slid down his neck and shook his head slowly, already feeling himself growing hard just from being this close to Craig. "All yours," David whispered honestly. Closing his eyes for a moment, he tried to keep his breathing steady. His heart seemed to speed in his chest as Craig moved closer trailing his hands down David's bare back. Arching forward, he couldn't help the soft sigh that escaped.

Craig stared into sparkling blue eyes as his hands moved over his lover's body. "So gorgeous," he murmured, pressing his lips against David's, letting his tongue slowly press forward to lick at slick teeth. "Mmm," he said softly. "Told you you taste good…" Before he could continue, he heard the loud jangle of the phone by David's bed. He pulled back reluctantly and sighed. "Guess you *have* to get that, huh?" He placed another soft kiss along David's collarbone. "I'll wait in my room……if there's anything in there you want, you know the way…."

Leaning forward slightly just as the phone rang David sighed, "Yeah, I didn't call Diana earlier, it's probably her. Didn't realize what a creature of habit I'd become," reluctantly he walked over to the phone and picked it up watching as Craig walked out of the room. He spoke for a while to his Aunt assuring her that he wasn't sick that he'd just not had the chance to call. He wasn't ready to tell her about Craig just yet, she'd learn about it soon enough anyway. After hanging up the phone he stood next to his bed trying to decide if they could pick up where they left off or not. Figuring the mood had been broken David went ahead and pulled on a pair of loose sweatpants, then picked up the towels and took them back to the bathroom. Spying himself in the mirror he laughed at his hair and ran his brush through it a few times. "At least I don't look quite as deranged now," he murmured to himself and made his way for Craig's room. Knocking at the door he waited for him to answer.

Craig had walked into his room, completely amazed at how quickly David could arouse him, making him hard and aching and longing with a single look. He curled up on the bed and leaned back against the headboard, already afraid that David wouldn't come to his room, or, even worse yet, *would* come, but only to say good night, before walking back to his own. // God, am I asking for too much? Am I pushing too hard? Am I wishing for something so completely out of my reach that there's no hope?// Hearing a soft knock at the door, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Hey," he said just loudly enough so that David could hear him. "You don't have to knock."

David peeked around the door, "Hey, sorry about that. I should have called her earlier, I always call my Aunt on Sunday's...and well, she got worried about me," David said sheepishly. "You...you mind if I come in?" he asked suddenly unsure of himself again. Richard usually wouldn't have anything to do with him after something like that, if the mood was broken for him he'd simply walk away. David frowned wishing he hadn't thought of that, Craig was nothing at all like Richard but it was just so hard to forget how things were.

// Oh, fuck. He's just coming in to say good night. God, this bed feels *huge* all of a sudden. // Craig's arms actually ached to be back around David, and his waning erection jumped back to attention as he watched David look into the room uncertainly. "Please," Craig said, wanting to stand up and drag his lover into the bed with him and never let him go. "I…..I……..was hoping you'd be coming in here. I was …..afraid you'd just go to bed or…….something."

David shook his head, "No, a...I...well you said you'd be in here if there was anything I wanted...I knew the way," David said softly blushing and thinking that maybe he should have put a shirt on, he felt incredibly vulnerable at the moment. // God I hope I didn't take that wrong. //

Craig stared at David for a moment, his heart in his throat. Remembering his vow only minutes ago to let David see how much he wanted him, he licked his lips and focused on the image of a teasing and flirting David. "So," he said, gathering his courage and sliding off the bed. "*IS* there anything in here you want?" he asked, walking slowly over to his lover, reaching out to rest his hands on David's waist, almost scared of hearing the answer. // What if there's *nothing* in here he wants?//

As Craig crossed the room David looked up, relieved that he wasn't going to ask him to leave. When he placed his hands at David's waist he smiled, relaxing a bit and remembering their teasing earlier, "Hmmm, yeah, I *think* there was someone saying something about a bread box," he grinned leaning forward and kissing Craig on the tip of his nose. "This someone has the most beautiful blue eyes I've ever seen in my life, and a smile that outshines the sun," he whispered softly as he leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss against Craig's lips. "And they have the sweetest kisses I've ever known," he said, smiling at the way Craig's eyes were sparkling.

Craig's grin spread from ear to ear and he pulled David closer. "Well, Dr. Wenham," he teased, "I'd like to put in *my* vote for the most beautiful eyes and most blinding smile, if I may. I personally *know* without a doubt that those eyes and that smile belong to this sexy, perfect man that is currently in my arms right now. And since we're technically in the room you told me to call my own, I think my vote counts twice." Leaning in nibble on his lover's earlobe, Craig pressed his arousal against David's hip, wanting to erase any doubts in his mind at all about how much Craig wanted him.

David grinned blushing when Craig called him sexy. "Your vote counts twice? Guess I can't argue with you then," he teased softly. As he felt Craig move against him he drew in a deep breath and closed his eyes. // He does still want me! // "So, since this is your room do you mind if I stay here tonight then?" he asked, hoping he wasn't asking for too much too soon.

Craig smiled and pulled away, taking David's hand and tugging him toward the bed. "I was just getting ready to ask you to stay," he said softly. "I was afraid you wouldn't want to." He sat on the edge of the bed and looked down. "Hell, David, I was going to have to stop myself from begging you to stay here. I was afraid you were just coming to say good night."

David sat down next to Craig and reached out to turn his face toward his own. "No, the only way I'm saying goodnight is in your arms, if you'll let me, that is. After sleeping beside you last night and earlier today, I honestly don't think I'd be able to sleep in my room tonight or any other night that you are in this room, for that matter," he said softly. Pausing he thought about whether or not he should explain to Craig why he has to come to his room and not stay in David's room. He decided being honest about it would be the best course, he didn't want to mislead Craig or let him have doubts because of David's insecurities. "I...I hope you understand what I am about to say. I've *never* shared my own bed with anyone, sharing my home here is actually a huge step for me to be honest. I have never had overnight guests, never. You are the first person to stay here with me, and I just need a little more time before I can move forward a little more. I know it seems silly, but..." David trailed off unsure how to explain it.

Craig pulled David's hand up to his lips, kissing his knuckles softly. "You don't have to explain anything to me, David," he said. "I understand. I'm just grateful that you're here with me right now. It's more than I have any right to wish for." Moving closer, he rested his head on David's chest. "There is nothing I want more than I want you in my arms right this minute. I don't care where we are……..hell, we could be buried under a foot of snow in Alaska, and I'd be happy, as long as you were with me." His tightened his hold on the man he loved and closed his eyes. "I meant what I said earlier, David. I'll give you all the time you need. I'm honored and thrilled and unbelievably happy to be a part of your life. You already mean so very much to me."

David breathed a soft sigh of relief and kissed Craig on the top of his head. "I care about you so much already, Craig. I can't tell you how happy you've made me in the last few days. I truly have never felt this way with anyone," he said softly, "Though I've not really had that many relationships to begin with, you are, well, only the third person I've ever been intimately involved with, and the fourth person I ever wanted that with." He knew that sounded a bit odd for a man his age, but it was true, and there had been long lonely gaps between those other relationships. "I had told you I didn't have a great track record in that regard, and that is why I'm so afraid of screwing things up with you. Already you mean more to me than all of them combined."

Craig pressed his lips to David's skin, loving just the feeling of being in his arms. "You aren't going to screw anything up, David," he whispered. "You can't…..I just…..I wish you could see yourself the way I see you. If I've made you happy at all, it's only a fraction of how happy you've made me. You have *no* idea how much your happiness means to me. I don't know what your other relationships were like, but, for the record, I can promise you that *this*……*we*….. will be different. I……." He looked down, trying to keep the words from spilling out of his mouth. "I need to say this…..I'm not asking for you to say anything back to me, but…..well, there's no one else I want. I mean…as long as you let me be a part of your life, I'm exclusively yours, IF you want that. If you want someone else - either now, or tomorrow, or next month…..I just ask that you tell me. I'll understand, I swear. I just want us to be honest with each other."

Hearing Craig's words David began to shake his head, "No, no there won't be anyone else, Craig. I've only had a few relationships, and none of them felt as good as what I have felt with you. I don't believe for a moment that I will ever want anyone else the way I want you." He couldn't believe that Craig had offered him that, so soon, but he was thrilled he had. He only hoped Craig wouldn't regret it later. "I've never in my life wanted someone this way, it isn't just sexually, you are beautiful, smart, funny, and caring. What more could I possibly ask for? As long as you want me, I'll be here."

Craig leaned up to look into David's eyes, studying him seriously. "I'll always want you, David," he whispered. "You are so perfect, and I'm going to make you see that one day." Leaning down to place a soft kiss on his lover's lips he gently caressed the beloved face with his thumb. "I know it's too soon. Someone as gorgeous and sweet and romantic as you……I'm sure that a lot of other people want you, and I'm sure that someone will come by and turn your head one day. But know that I will *never* hurt you. I just want you to know that."

David frowned, "No, Craig, no one else wants me, only you see me that way, not others, or I wouldn't always be alone would I? I wouldn't always get dumped. Trust me, I'm the one worried. Worried that you will find someone better, won't take much for that. And I trust in you Craig, I don't think you will ever hurt me, I just worry that some how I'll screw things up. I always seem to," he said softly pulling Craig into a deep kiss silencing any possible objections.

Craig's words of protest were lost in the kiss. After a long moment he pulled back, breaking this kiss to place his finger gently over David's kiss-swollen lips. "You will never be alone again," he whispered. "And there *is* no one better." He smiled as David looked back at him, knowing that his lover wanted to argue. "And the only things that're going to be screwed up are your sleep patterns, cause I'm not planning on letting you get much sleep, starting tonight. That ok with you?"

David laughed softly and nodded, "Yeah, I think I can handle that," he said smiling. Every moment he found himself falling deeper and deeper in love with this gentle, beautiful, compassionate man. He didn't know what he had finally done right to have Craig come into his life but he was so thankful for it. Pulling Craig closer, he kissed him deeply, his tongue seeking and gaining entrance beyond soft lips, tasting, and savoring the sweet flavor of his lover. Everything about Craig was perfect. Feeling himself begin to grow hard again, he moaned softly into the kiss threading his fingers through soft hair.

Craig felt his heart skip a beat as David smiled at him and pulled him in for a deep kiss. He let his hands trail down to gently stroke David's erection through his sweats, amazed that David seemed to respond to his touch just as eagerly as Craig's body responded to David's. As their tongues danced alongside each other, each man tasting the other with slow, sensuous movements, Craig lifted his hand to slide it underneath the waistband of David's pants, rubbing the palm of his hand over his lover's hard shaft, already feeling the dampness gathered at the tip. "Anything you want, David," he whispered. "Anything."

"Only you," David whispered unable to believe how quickly his body reacted to Craig's touch. Just his scent, just his warmth and his smile could make David's heart beat faster, and made him long to touch and be touched by Craig. "I...I want to taste you, please? Make you feel as good as you made me feel today," David asked softly.

Craig felt a shiver of desire race down his spine at David's words. He groaned and looked deeply into the lust-darkened blue eyes of his lover, wondering if David had any idea how much his voice alone affected him. Unable to find the words, Craig simply nodded and leaned in to press his lips against David's as his hands urged David's hips off the bed to allow Craig to slide his sweats down to the floor. "Want to taste you again too," Craig whispered against his lover's lips, unwilling to pull away just yet. "Is that all right? Do you want that?"

David nodded slowly, "Yes," he whispered feeling his heart race in his chest at the very idea. He had never done that before either. Pressing his lips against Craig's he kissed him deeply, trying to show him with a single kiss exactly how much he wanted him, and cared for him. As Craig kissed him back he almost felt light headed, and finally pulled away to breathe. "I...well obviously after this morning you know I've never done that before," he said nervously suddenly worried that he wouldn't be able to pleasure Craig the way he did him.

Craig felt his head spin as David kissed him, swearing that he could lose himself inside David's mouth for a good month, if not longer. As David pulled away and spoke, Craig looked into his eyes and ran his fingers through his lover's hair. // My God. Did no one *ever* worry about his pleasure? Did they all do nothing but *take* from him? // "David," he said softly. "You didn't even have to touch me this morning, and I lost all control of my body. *That's* how crazy you make me - *that's* how much I want you. Just give yourself over to this - don't think about it. Just…….*feel*. Just ………lose yourself…..in me."

Gazing into sparkling blue eyes David felt his heart skip a beat when Craig told him to lose himself in him. No one had ever been this kind, this gentle...this...loving. David watched Craig's eyes for a moment and nodded. "I want you, Craig. I don't think I've ever wanted anyone the way I want you and I...well, I just don't want you to be disappointed," he said softly. David realized at that moment he had never had a balanced sexual encounter in his life, now that it was being offered he was as nervous as he was the first time he'd ever had sex.

Craig lifted both hands to cup David's face between them. "You could *never* disappoint me," he whispered seriously, staring into his lover's eyes, praying that he could see how much he meant every word. "No matter what, don't ever think that you could. You are too perfect, too special, and too incredible to even come close to disappointing me." He looked down and reached for David's hand. "I'm worried about the same thing though…….I want this to be perfect for you. *I* want to be perfect for you………something that you'll never forget, never regret."

"You *are* perfect, Craig," David said seriously, "I've never met anyone like you in my life." David curled his fingers around Craig's and pulled him closer. "You are absolute perfection, Craig," he said softly as his lips met Craig's kissing him deeply. Wrapping his arm around his lover David lay back on the bed pulling Craig down with him, their lips never leaving each other's as their kiss moved from tender and sweet to passionate in an instant.

Craig lay beside his lover and let his hands trail over David's body. // God, when have I *ever* felt this? This is love. This is *everything.* My beautiful, incredible David. How I love you. How I want you. How I need to see you smile and hear you say my name. // He broke away from the kiss, completely breathless, and nibbled at David's bottom lip. "You are so gorgeous," he whispered, leaning up and kissing his way down David's body. He shifted his hips and rested his hand on his lover's thigh, gently urging him onto his side as he kissed the soft nest of curls surrounding David's arousal, closing his eyes and breathing in the scent of soap, musk, and the sweet smell that he already knew was uniquely *David*.

Closing his eyes and enjoying the feel of Craig's lips trailing across his body he felt his cock twitch at the tender touches. Opening his eyes he watched Craig a moment feeling himself get impossibly harder. "Lay beside me? I want you, please?" David asked softly hoping Craig hadn't changed his mind. He watched his lover's eyes as he looked up at him hoping he still wanted to try knowing now that David had never done this before.

Wanting David to touch him so badly Craig could barely breathe, he closed his eyes and pressed his lips to the juncture of his lover's hip and torso. He sat up slowly and felt his breath hitch in his throat as he locked eyes with David. "Yes," he whispered softly as he pulled his sweats below his hips and down his legs. Throwing them to the floor in a discarded heap, he lay back down, kissing the tip of David's cock as he settled his hips near his lover's shoulders, not wanting to be demanding, but aching and feeling his own cock straining for David's touch. "So perfect," he whispered softly, trailing is fingertips over David's stomach. "So beautiful."

David watched as Craig removed his own clothes; laying back he enjoyed the beautiful view. // God he is so beautiful, so perfect. I still can't believe he wants me. // As Craig kissed the tip of David's cock he shuddered slightly and smiled as Craig lay beside him. Reaching out he caressed the smooth skin of his lover's hip, and moved forward slightly running his hand along soft skin before wrapping his hand around Craig's leaking cock. He lightly lapped at the tip, tasting his lover for the first time, before slowly sliding forward until he felt the head at the back of his throat and he breathed in his lover's musky scent, as he felt Craig's hands moving over him. He could lose himself in Craig so easily, just as he said lose yourself in me' and he was. Every kiss, every touch, he was lost.

Craig moaned as David's hand wrapped around him. Before he could even think, he felt warm lips surround the tip of his cock, and sink down until he was fully engulfed inside David's mouth. "God, David," he moaned, his head falling back as every nerve in his body seemed to be jumping at once. His hand grasped his lover's hip and he held on tightly for a moment, trying to focus. Taking a deep, shuddering breath to calm himself, Craig pursed his lips and slowly sank down onto David's arousal, taking him in deeply as his fingers tightened on the sensitive skin of his lover's hip. He swallowed around the head of David's cock and savored the taste and feel and sounds of his lover as he let his tongue swipe gently over every inch of the rigid shaft.

David moaned around the hard length as Craig's mouth sunk around his own aching cock, and he stilled his movements for a moment trying to catch his breath as Craig swallowed around him. He took a deep breath trying to focus his mind on making Craig feel as good as he was making him feel. He pulled back to the tip swiping his tongue around the leaking head and sank forward again until his nose was buried in soft curls and swallowed. Moving his hand he caressed Craig's inner thigh and cupped the heavy sack rolling them gently as he continued to move his lips and mouth along his lover's cock, pausing once in a while when the feeling of Craig's mouth on him was overwhelming.

Craig's legs parted of their own accord, offering his lover easier access to the most sensitive parts of his body. He had told David to lose himself in his body, but Craig found that he was the one spiraling into oblivion as he lost all cognitive thought and let his body take over. It was as if David knew just where and how and when to touch him, even more than Craig knew himself what he wanted, what he *needed*. He began slowly moving his mouth up and down David's thick shaft, closing his fingers around the base as he alternately licked and sucked at the length. He stopped and carefully mouthed each of his lover's heavy balls, giving them as much attention as he gave the weeping cock. He wanted nothing more than to make David feel as incredible as he was feeling at this moment, and concentrated on staying his own orgasm for as long as possible, while bringing his lover closer and closer to the edge.

David moaned around the throbbing cock in his mouth as Craig's touches, gentle and sweet sent him closer to the brink. When Craig's legs parted David wondered for a moment if he should take that as an invitation or not. Deciding he should he pulled back for a moment and kissed the tip of his lover's cock then slid his own finger into his mouth. Leaning forward again he took Craig's length into his mouth deeply, as his wet finger trailed along his lover's cleft, pressing against the tight entrance and pausing to see if that was what Craig really wanted.

Craig closed his eyes and groaned as he felt David's finger gently pressing against him. He hadn't even remembered moving his legs apart. He wanted to touch David in the same way, but was suddenly afraid that he's somehow asked for too much. Pulling his mouth from David's hard cock, he looked up at his love. "Are you…." He paused, trying to catch his breath and make some kind of sense. "You don't have to…Are you…….ok with this? And…..are you ok with…..with me touching you too?"

David pulled away and looked at Craig, "Yes," he whispered softly parting his legs for his lover. He was nervous, but he wanted Craig so much. Looking into his lover's eyes he hoped that Craig saw the sincerity there. Leaning forward again he licked at the tip of his lover's cock, feeling butterflies in his stomach in anticipation of Craig's touch again.

Craig relaxed, seeing that David wanted this too. He closed his eyes and lowered his mouth back down on his lover's shaft, slowing working his finger along side it. Swirling his tongue over both the cock and his finger, he slowly slid the finger out and trailed it over David's heavy balls and down to gently circle his entrance. // God, has anyone ever done *this* for him? Simply for his pleasure? How could *anyone* not worship this beautiful body? // As David began to lap at the tip of his cock, he took a deep breath and tried to keep his body still. His finger gently and ever so slowly pressed forward into his lover, stopping when he was just inside.

David paused for only a moment moaning softly as Craig's finger slid into him slowly, leaning forward his mouth sank around his lover's cock, and he pressed his finger forward slowly sliding inside tight heat. Concentrating as much as he could on Craig's pleasure wasn't easy as his lover moved on him and into him. Moaning around his lover's cock he slid his finger further inside as he moved his mouth up and down Craig's thick cock.

Craig pressed slowly and steadily forward until his knuckles rested against David's body as he felt David's finger gently sliding into his own. He wanted to speak, to tell David how incredible this felt, how incredible *he* was making Craig feel, but he could do nothing but moan. Trying desperately not to thrust his hips forward, he tried to focus on the cock in his mouth and the hot channel surrounding his finger. He worked his finger slowly back and forth through the tight muscle as he moved his mouth up and down his lover's shaft. Curling his finger forward, he rubbed the tip over the walnut sized bundle of nerves he knew would affect his lover like nothing else ever could.

As Craig's finger moved over his prostate David moaned deeply, his muscles tightening as he fought to keep from thrusting forward into the hot mouth surrounding him. Fighting to regain some semblance of control David's finger sank deeper inside his lover as he sought to give Craig the same pleasure he was enjoying. Moving his mouth faster up and down the length as his finger curled to brush against his lover's prostate David closed his eyes enjoying the muffled sounds he heard issue forth from his lover. He'd never experienced this sort of give and take with a lover and it was simply intoxicating.

Every muscle in Craig's body seemed as tight as a bowstring and he felt himself quickly losing control. Unwilling to let the delicious cock in his mouth go, he used the hand that rested on David's hip to urge him to move. His finger moved faster inside his lover's body, gently sliding in and out, making firm contact with his prostate with each inward thrust. He moaned from somewhere deep in his chest and parted his legs further, pressing down against the probing finger. "Close," he warned around his lover's cock, finally pulling his mouth away. "I want us to come together, and I'm so damn close, but I'm not coming without you." He lowered his mouth again, sucking with renewed vigor and delving his finger deeper to rub constantly on his lover's sweet spot, knowing that he couldn't last much longer.

At Craig's whispered words David began to move faster still and pressed against his lover's tight bundle of nerves as Craig did the same to him. Feeling his muscles clench and tighten, he realized the deep moan he heard was his own as his release slammed into him like a tidal wave of sensation. As he lost control, David pulled back slightly, feeling Craig's muscles tighten around his finger just as he spilled hot and bittersweet in David's mouth. Swallowing everything Craig had to offer David pulled away to drag in a breath of air and carefully let his finger slip from his lover's body. He rested his forehead against Craig's hip as he trembled. It had never felt like that, never that good, just mouths and hands, and never had it felt so perfect. He felt the words 'I love you' form in his mouth and he bit his lip to keep from saying them.

Craig moaned in pleasure as he felt his lover's body tense and thrust forward. As the hot fluid spilled into his mouth, he closed his eyes and swallowed every drop, the very taste and feel of his lover triggering his own, feeling David swallow around him. He lay, breathless, his tongue carefully cleaning his love, before pulling back and gently sliding his finger from his body. His entire body was trembling, but he somehow managed to place a soft kiss against David's hip and sit up long enough to shift back up to lie against his lover. He wrapped his arms around him and drew him close. "My God, David," he whispered. "I……I can barely *move*." He gently placed a finger underneath his lover's chin and tilted his face up until their eyes met. "You were perfect," he said softly. "Just like I knew you'd be. Perfect."

David smiled feeling his face flush as Craig complimented him. He leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss against his lover's lips tasting himself mingled with Craig. He sighed and collapsed back on the bed pulling Craig with him and wrapping his arms around him. "You are the one who is perfect, I've never experienced anything like the way I feel when you touch me, Craig," he said softly, closing his eyes still trying to will his heart back to a normal pace again. He loved him. He'd never been more sure of anything in his life, David was in love. // Please let him one day feel the way I feel about him. //

Craig sighed happily as David kissed him and pulled him close. His eyes traveled lovingly over the gorgeous face of the man he so adored and he placed soft kisses over his eyes and cheeks. // I love you. // he thought with each kiss. // Love you, love you, love you. // If only he could say the words. If only there was a chance David could return that feeling. He finally lay down and closed his own eyes, afraid that if he said anything, the 'I love yous' would slip out before he knew it. He wrapped his arms around the beautiful body of his lover and held him close, placing a soft kiss against his temple as he tried to calm his breathing. He let his hands gently caress the sweat-damp skin, feeling as if he could never get enough of touching him.

David felt as if he was in a happy dream, one he never thought he would have as Craig kissed him gently. As Craig settled against him David smiled trailing his hand along his lover's arm just enjoying being near him. "I don't think I could move if I wanted to," he whispered softly looking into Craig's eyes. In his mind David could see words forming and he lay back closing his eyes imprinting them there for when he could write them down. It was probably the happiest poetry he'd ever had come to him and it was all because of this beautiful man who had so quickly stolen his heart.

Craig reached down and pulled the blanket over his lover, snuggling close to him. "Don't want you to move," he whispered softly. "I just want you to stay right here, in my arms." // Forever. // He could stop himself from saying the words, Craig thought, but there was no way he could keep the love from showing in his eyes. He knew he should look away, but he couldn't seem to break their gaze. As he completely lost himself in the sparkling blue eyes, he took a deep breath. "David, I……I……" // Too soon! Don't fuck this up, please, please don't fuck this up. Shut up. Just shut up, Parker. // He voice trailed off as he finally found the strength to look away. He rolled onto his back, his arms never loosening from around his lover. "I…Are you warm enough?" he finished lamely.

David felt his heart leap in his chest as Craig gazed into his eyes, and stammered for a moment, but then Craig's beautiful eyes seemed to cloud pulling back from *something*. "Yeah, I'm warm enough," he said softly trying to squash the hope that had sprung up inside him. David snuggled against Craig and closed his eyes wishing he could admit how he felt, but knowing the sentiment would not be returned. "We have to work tomorrow, I've felt so good here at home with you without the rest of the world to deal with. I normally walk to work, if you don't want to I'll understand. Work is...well it's work and there is always talk and rumors, and if you'd rather not deal with that we can just act like friends while we are there. I don't want to cause trouble for you since you are new here," David said softly.

Craig felt David's body tense slightly as he talked about going back to work. // Will being with me make this harder on him? I don't give a damn about the rumors, but……what if I only make things worse? I already know this whole *rumor* shit has made him miserable. But…I don't know if I can even pretend to be friends around him. I'm not sure I can *not* hold his hand and kiss him, and I sure as hell can't keep my eyes off him. Someone will know. With one look, they'll see how I feel about him, and there's not a damn thing I can do about it. // Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes and wrapped his fingers around David's. "David, I…" He paused, trying to find the words. "I don't want to make things worse for you. If being with me…like this…will make things harder for you, I understand. And I'll do my best to act like I'm just your friend. But…if you're asking me if I want to do that for *my* sake, then that's a different story. Are you asking for me or you?"

"For you, lo..for you, Craig. I've lived with it my entire life but you haven't. I don't want to make coming to a new place, a new job, more difficult for you," David said quickly squeezing Craig's hand gently. //Damn. David you need to be more careful, you almost called him 'love' the last time you called someone that they threw it back in your face. Told you they didn't love you, Brian had wanted you sexually but he didn't love you. If that's all Craig wanted David would take it and keep the rest to himself as long as Craig stayed in his life. //

Craig blinked, thinking that David had almost called him 'love'. //Wishful thinking. Calm down, Parker. Give it time. Give *him* time. // "David," he whispered, closing his eyes and burying his face in his lover's soft hair. "I don't give a damn about what anyone says or thinks. Nothing……*NOTHING* would make me prouder than to be seen with you - and have the world know that we're more than friends. I want……God, this sounds ridiculous, but…I want everyone to know about us, if that's ok with you. I want ……I want to hold your hand and kiss you and tell the world that I ……that we're together. If anyone wants to talk about that, then that's their problem, not ours. I honestly don't care what anyone but you thinks ."

David felt himself relax as Craig's softly spoken words washed over him. Smiling he pulled him closer and closed his eyes. "It's ok with me, I just wanted to be sure," he said softly. "We should try and get some sleep, we have that horrid staff meeting first thing in the morning. I hate Mondays and Fridays because of those damn meetings," David frowned.

Craig smiled and closed his own eyes, feeling safe and warm and happy, loving the feel of simply touching David, already wishing that they'd never have to sleep apart again. He thought about the meeting scheduled for the next morning. "David…" he said softly, "your father…will seeing us together make…make the meeting worse? Will he …will it be like it was on Friday? I know we can ignore the rumors, but I don't want to make things with your father worse. I…I'm just not sure I can *not* let everyone see how I feel about you - him included. Are you ok with that?"

"Yeah, Friday I pushed him, and I shouldn't have. He's not a hateful man, he just...well he just has very defined ideas about the way he wished his son was and I don't live up to that. I honestly don't think anyone could live up to that standard. I know that, but sometimes it just gets to be too much. A person can only be kicked so many times ya know? I don't think he realizes how much he hurts me sometimes because I just take it. You saw me crying, but he never has at least not since I was a child. Honestly I doubt our being together is going to make a difference good or bad. So yes, I'm ok with it. I want people to know. I'm not ashamed of you, Craig if that's what you are worried about," David added remembering the way Richard was.

"David," Craig said, tilting his lover's face up to look at him. "You didn't push him. Please don't say that. I have no idea how he can't be the proudest father in the world to have such a wonderful, intelligent, and talented son. Just……please don't blame yourself. I know you must love your father, but fathers make mistakes too. It broke my heart to see your tears, and you talk like he's done this more than once." He kissed David's forehead softly. "Just remember that you are not alone, you are *never* going to be alone again, and that I'm beside you, no matter what, ok?"

David nodded knowing that if he spoke his voice would break. He swallowed past the lump in his throat and finally whispered. "Thank you." He closed his eyes and held Craig tight hoping that he would understand all that he couldn't say. After a while he opened his eyes and noticed that Craig looked almost ready to fall asleep against him. "We really should get some sleep," he murmured having to bite his tongue to keep from saying 'love'. This was going to be so hard, Craig was so easy to love.

// How can anyone not treat this man as if he were the most treasured gift on earth? He's so perfect. All I've ever dreamed of, and all I never dreamed I'd be lucky enough to have. // Craig sensed that David needed to be shown, to have it *proven* to him, that he was not alone. No matter how long that took, Craig was ready and willing to do just that. "Sleep," he whispered softly, holding David close. "I've got you. And have the sweetest of dreams."

"Tá tú go hiontach, mo ghrá," David whispered wishing that he could say that in a language that Craig understood. "Sweet dreams, sleep well," he said softly as if repeating the words in English instead of what he had really said which was 'you are wonderful, my love'. He closed his eyes and held Craig close as he felt his body relax.

Craig closed his eyes and snuggled closer to his lover, smiling as he heard his words. "Mo ghrá, my….sweet David," he whispered. // My sweet David, my love, my heart, my forever. // Sighing happily, his only regret being that David wasn't ready to love him, Craig felt himself drift off to sleep, already looking forward to waking up in his lover's arms.

TBC...