Val raised a brow at that, but only nodded as he led them all the way in.
The first room alone was huge, bigger than any flat in London, but there was no bed in sight- That was in a whole other room itself. The bathroom was also private and quite large, as was the walk in closet.
"The bedroom is, um, through those doors," he said, watching Jag as though he still wasn't certain the other man wouldn't panic or grow annoyed.
"Fuck, Val," Jag cursed again, the slicker slide of his hand, the sound of his voice, the fact that he was here, naked and hard and gorgeous and warm , all of it crystalling into a perfect moment, and it was only a few more seconds before Jag came with a low groan, hips stuttering with the surge of sensations.
When Jag came, it was beautiful.The way he moved, the sounds he made...
Beautiful. Just beautiful.
Watching him come undone made it harder to control himself, and Val's hips
bucked again as he moved his hand just a bit faster and leaned in to kiss
Jag firmly- Just as he found himself shuddering and spilling into his own
palm.
Jag kissed him through it, hips slowing down to a stop, and he shifted to be able to drop on his back beside Val, catching his breath and enjoying the buzz from that orgasm. And then he laughed, and turned into Val, kissing his shoulder and slinging an arm across his stomach. "Now we can talk about your family."
Jag managed to quiet down his laugher enough to draw Val into another happy kiss, fingers trailing down his arm until he could hold his wrist and bring his hand up to his mouth. He licked across the streak of come, tongue flat against Val's skin, eyes twinkling happily at the taste.
"And to think that you passed up on coming inside it," Jag told him with a cheeky grin, and licked another swipe across his hand, not about to be satisfied until he'd thoroughly cleaned it up.
"Oh, I'm sure I'll take you up on that offer later," Val grinned, looking a
touch devious as he wriggled closer and wrapped a possessive arm around Jag.
"You'd better," Jag stated, once he was happy with the come-free state of Val's hand, and propped his head up on an elbow, his other hand resting on Val's hand. "Do you think there's a stash of condoms in one of the I'm sure many bathrooms here? Because I've only got a couple."
And there were some things he wanted to get up to that would involve using condoms, and he didn't want to set foot outside.
"Probably not, but I'll just have some brought over- Along with anything
else we might need. The grocer will just leave it at the front door," Val
shrugged, as if having things delivered on a whim was perfectly normal.
"And maybe some crisps," Val added, as if that somehow made it less absurd.
"Cola, perhaps?" he added, wondering if this really was as silly as Jag
seemed to find it.
"I'll never turn down beer," Jag confirmed easily, and kissed Val's shoulder, for no real reason other than he wanted to. Talking about shit was difficult for him, but showing affection physically came easily.
"Hmm." Jag settled down against him, his head on Val's shoulder, but despite the orgasm he'd just had, he was much too keyed up to sleep just yet, and after a few seconds, he told him, quietly, "Your wolf's beautiful, by the way."
"Thank you," Val smiled, stroking Jag's hair absently as he settled in. "I've never really seen him myself, though it was very nice to be alert and control while in his form. ...A small part of me wishes I could do so whenever I turned- Or any time I liked."
"Maybe you'll be able to, in time," Jag said hopefully, quietly. There was something so warm and intimate about the moment, it was if speaking any louder might break the spell. "Maybe it'll have helped. Being able to do it once."
"And you're not - sore, or anything?" Jag asked, turning his head to look up at Val without moving it from his shoulder. "Like you were last time." Val hadn't said, and he didn't look it. Certainly didn't move like he was.
"Shoulders are a touch stiff, and my knees are feeling it... But it's not like it usually is. Not even close. Some months it's so bad I can hardly leave my bed," Val replied honestly, still petting Jag's hair as he spoke.
"How are you feeling?" he asked after a beat. "It was a jarring experience all around- Are you alright?"
Jag nosed gently at Val's jaw, then pressed a kiss there. "I'm all right." He turned his palm up on Val's chest and created a small flame. "I've got my fire back. I'm more than all right." He fed the flame until it was large enough that he could sculp a wolf's face out of it, raising it high enough that Val could feel its warmth without risking getting burned.
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