A soft squeak left the actor’s lips; his body jolting slightly before he pressed right against Greed. Tiny sparks of pleasure ran through him from that simply touch alone.
“Tease,” he cooed lovingly, running his hands down Greed’s back to give his own rear a tighter squeeze in return.
“Says the guy who’s all over me,” he squeaked, one hand leaving its spot to trace up the other’s back. What had started originally as a way to distract the teen from his fears wound up as more of a distraction for the elder of the pair.
“Besides,” he added with a smirk, cheeks pink, “you love it~”
The actor cooed happily, leaning in to return each and every kiss with growing need.
“All yours,” he whispered, sliding his hands p the other’s chest to wrap them around his shoulders
His body swayed along in time with his lover’s as the teen leaned in to happily kiss at Greed’s neck. It was just a habit now. when he wanted to be close or would seek some form of comfort, he would lean in and just smooch away at the soft skin.
“Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine.“
He shivered slightly at the contact and for a moment it seemed he’d forgotten how to breathe. The change in surroundings really did seem to do the trick—Broadway was much more relaxed now.
An idea occurred to him, and before he could think it all the way through, his thumbs were hooked in the teen’s back belt loops, fingertips exploring down the rear pockets of his jeans. All it really took to calm down the nervous actor was a little distraction, and he was more than happy to provide one.
After all, how bad could it be?
Broadway melted into each and every kiss, nearly cooking when he felt the other’s gloved fingers against his chin. The business man would be able to see in Broadway’s eyes alone how much happier he was.
“Much,” he cooed. “Then again, I’m always better in your arms.”
He leaned in, nuzzling their noses together.
“I love you.”
Nuzzling turned into a series of kisses, chaste at first, though becoming a little hungrier with each.
“Love you, too,” he hummed. “More than you know. My bijou~”
He swayed in place to an inaudible tune, hands on Broadway’s hips again. Yes, this was an amazing idea. Certainly one of his best to date.
“Inside?” Somehow he’d forgotten that this boat was more than just a boat. There was a whole inside part of it where they could live if they actually wanted to.
Broadway’s body so easily followed his lover as he held onto him tightly, enjoying each and every kiss.
“Yeah, here we go…” He managed to bump the door open with his hip, guiding the other along, all the while attempting to distract him with kisses.
“You’re going to love it,” he continued once they were safely inside. “Secluded tropical getaway. Just you and me—” and an assortment of helpers “—hundreds of miles away from it all. Perfect place to unwind.”
Not that their little cottage wasn’t, of course, but something told him they both needed a little change in scenery every now and again.
He tilted Broadway’s chin up enough for their eyes to meet and gave him a warm smile.
“I-I uh..” The actor shivered, slowly melting into the other’s grasp. “I..better now,” he said softly, leaning into the other’s fingers. “A little freaked out, I’ll admit.”
He couldn’t help it, after all.
“Stay with me.” He nearly begged.
That tone never failed to get him. He squeezed Broadway and planted a row of gentle kisses along his jawline.
“Come inside?” He leaned back, attempting to bodily pull the teen toward the cabin. “I think you’ll be much more comfortable in there…”
The actor gave a squeal of surprised fright, stumbling back from the edge as if afraid it was some sort of sea creatures that had touched him.
Yet the instant he was away from the side, he scrambled to try and hold on to something else, shivering before he noticed his lover there.
Both arms wrapped around the actor’s middle in an attempt at a comforting gesture.
“How’re you holding up?” he breathed, one hand moving to nest in Broadway’s hair.
The actor found himself clinging to the handrails for dear life, looking down into the ocean with mixed fascination and fear. This is where all of those creatures from the aquarium came from. He loved those creatures, yet not knowing what was under the boat or how deep the water was frightened him.
He stared at the waves as the boat bobbed up and down, unwilling to move from that spot as if afraid he would fall over the instant he let go.
That was Broadway, for you.
This wasn’t so hard, he decided as he palmed at the wheel of the yacht. Really now, it wasn’t much different from driving a car.
Okay, scratch that, it was nothing like driving a car. But it wasn’t that difficult, either.
It was, however, a little lonesome with his sole companion located beyond the safety of the cabin, fixated on something in the water.
He cut the engine for a moment and moved out to join him, a hand resting on the actor’s shoulder.
“Your dork,” he cooed, wrapping his arms around the other’s waist as he leaned in to steal a kiss. Broadway couldn’t help but play with Greed’s tie, loosening it slowly. “They’re surprisingly comfortable. But I’ll only wear them for you, when we’re at home like this. After all, they’re so pretty. I’d prefer to wear them when you can see them.”
Kiss. Kiss. Kiss.
And off came the tie.
“Come to bed?”
He leaned into the contact, content to keep up the innocent little kisses.
He eyed the strip of cloth in the teen’s hands, tongue peeking out of his lips for just a moment. They really did suit him, huh?
“Y-yeah,” came his murmured reply as he began to strip off his gloves. That look in the young actor’s eyes made it clear he wasn’t remotely tired.
Well, not yet at least.
“Should I take that as a yes?” The shy actor opened his arms for the other. “Get over here.”
To be honest, he hadn’t expected the teen to model them right then and there. In retrospect, however, he really should have, especially considering just how close they’d (finally) become over the last week or so.
Gloved hands ghosted down Broadway’s bare shoulders, his lips still curled into a goofy little smile, face on fire.
“They suit you, though…~”