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The trouble with dogs part 5 
22nd-Feb-2008 01:35 am
Team Interpol: Agent
Title: The Trouble with Dogs Part 5
Author: Irishjeeper (with the amazing Goddesslaughs for my wonderfully perfect beta!)
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Don't know the boys don't own the boys, but god would I love to watch the boys! *snicker*



Sean woke slowly, everything was black and his nose was smashed into one of the many pillows that were on the bed he shared with his lover.

He laid still, listening to the world around him, he remembered falling asleep curled around Norman and sleeping like the dead all through the night.

He could hear Norman's soft breathing, the slow rhythm telling him that his lover was still fast asleep. Down stairs the furnace kicked off and he could hear a dog barking and whining in the distance. Good thing Donut only did that when she wanted to be let in.

Wait.

Oh shit.

Sean sprung out of bed and flew out of bedroom stark naked. He had left poor Doughnut outside all night long!

Skidding to a stop at the back door he unlocked it, flung it open and was almost knocked on his ass by a fuzzy, whining blur of motion.

Hurrying up he fed his dog and headed back up to the warmth of his bed. If he was lucky his scramble out of bed didn't bother Norman and the younger man would still be asleep.

He reached the door to their bedroom and the sight stopped him in his tracks. He leaned against the door frame and stared at his lover.

Norman was standing in front of the full length mirror that was situated in the corner of their room. From this viewpoint Sean could easily watch Norman unobstructed, but Norman wouldn't be able to see him.

Sean's eyes raked over his lover's toned body, it was taking all of his willpower not to go over and kiss the well-muscled back, or nip at his broad shoulders.

He watched closely as Norman examined himself in the mirror, his lover's hand ghosting over the finger shaped bruise that marred one hip, a smile crossing both mens lips.

Norman's hands continued to trace over his torso, gently caressing each mark that Sean had left on his body the night before each one a sinful, sensual memory to hold and cherish.

He flicked his gaze up to Norman's neck and the thick black collar resting against his lover's pale skin, the sight causing his cock to twitch.

Norman brought a finger to his mouth, forgoing his usual fidget to nibble slowly on the pad, the other hand slowly traced a path to his cock. Normally, Sean would make his presence known offering a sharp chiding for his lover touching himself without permission, instead, he stayed where he was, wanting to see what Norman would do.

Norman moaned softly, low in his throat, and Sean found himself having bite back a moan of his own, keeping to the early morning shadows.

The finger in Norman's mouth turned into two as the younger man knelt before the mirror,closing his other hand firmly around his cock.

Holding back a groan, Sean watched as Norman's eyes slipped closed, his cheeks hollowing out as he sucked on his fingers. The hand around his cock moved faster and with more determination.

Slipping behind him, Sean knelt, wrapping an arm around his lover, whispering in his ear.

"Don't you dare stop Norman"

The command was met with a groan as Norman shifted back against Sean's chest, increasing his efforts and rubbing his ass up against Sean's growing erection.

"Mmmm ... God, you look so good like this. So hot. I want you to watch yourself. Open up your eyes pup."

Norman's hips jerked, letting out a sound that was half-groan, half-whimper as he ground back harder against Sean.

The fingers in his mouth long forgotten, Norman reached his free arm behind him and grabbing the back of Sean's neck. His head fell back, resting on Sean's shoulder, his hand still moving in leisurely strokes over his cock. Sean tore his gaze away from the mirror long enough to bestow soft kisses to his lover's face.

A tiny line appeared between Norman's brows and his pace quickened, hips thrusting as he fucked his own hand. His wimpers were broken up by soft, eager pants and Sean smoothed a hand along Norman's belly, intertwining his fingers with the ones wrapped around his lover's cock.

"Watch yourself puppy, watch how beautiful you are as you come."

Norman's eyes snapped open meeting the gaze of his reflection with a cry and Sean felt slick warmth coating their interlaced fingers. That was all it took, and Sean was coming hard, spilling onto the bare skin in front of him.

Stretching his long legs around Norman,Sean sat on the ground, dragging his spent lover closer to him.

"Stretch out babe," The words were soft, punctuated with tiny kisses to all the places Sean had marked the night before. "That was amazing. Did you see how beautiful you are when you came for me?"

Norman's breath was still ragged, the younger man still shivering with aftershocks as he settled back against Sean, squirming a little to curl up against him. "Love you."

As he stroked Norman's hair, Sean tightened his hold on him, one hand absently going to the collar, running a finger across it, gently tugging on the D ring.

"'m sorry." Norman murmured.

"For what puppy?"

"Touching myself without permission." Norman buried his head in Sean's neck, tongue laving at his collarbone.

He bit back a chuckle and pressed a kiss to Norman's hair. "Shhh baby, it's okay, it was beautiful and well worth it to watch you. I just might have to let you do it again, maybe tape it." Sean grinned as Norman moaned into his skin, "I'll take that as a yes?"

"Please?" Norman begged.

"Come on lets shower, then I want to crawl back into bed with you." Sean coaxed Norman off him enough to stand up and offer his lover a hand.

As they stepped into the shower together Sean allowed a smile to spread across his face, he realized he was one hell of a lucky man.

Comments 
22nd-Feb-2008 04:19 pm (UTC)
Sean really is a lucky man, cause Norman is hot as hell especially the way you write him. Very nice!!! You just made my shitty say a hell of a lot better :))
22nd-Feb-2008 04:20 pm (UTC)
Day, my shitty day, man I'm so bad with typo's at the moment!
22nd-Feb-2008 04:24 pm (UTC)
*grin*

Awww Babe I hope your day gets better. *Smooch* Glad I could make it a wee bit better.
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