Coming Up Roses

Posted: November 2002
Author: Alex
Type: RPS
Characters: Marton Csokas/Craig Parker
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: This is fiction.
Beta: Mayetra
Summary/notes: Nother May Bunny! Pure PWP!

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Craig wondered what Marton was going to say when he saw the tub filled, with sandalwood oil and rose petals added, and all the candles burning. Marton could be very romantic sometimes and then there were times that he just wanted to bury his cock in the nearest warm hole and go to sleep. Craig was a very bad judge of which mood he'd be in. He didn't bother with champagne. A shot of whiskey and a joint were more Marton's style.

Marton came in, started to say something and stopped dead in his tracks. Craig stood beside the huge hot tub in nothing, nervous as a cat and hard as a rock. Marton thought he'd never seen anything he wanted more than he did Craig at this moment. He crossed the room and kissed him. He happened to notice the tub full of rose petals.

He looked at Craig and smiled as Craig handed him his drink. He never took his eyes from Craig's as he took a sip and set it down on the side of the tub. He began to unbutton his shirt, dropping it on the floor in a few moments. He started to unbutton and unzip his jeans but the younger man pushed his hands away and did it for him. When he had stepped out of his shoes and slipped his jeans off, Craig motioned him into the large hot tub and he followed behind him. They sat opposite one another. Marton reached for his drink.

Craig watched as Marton swallowed the amber liquid. He set the drink aside and sank down under the water. Craig couldn't see him because of the rose petals on the surface. He felt kisses on his submerged thighs before Marton's wet head broke the surface and he kissed his way up Craig's belly to his chest. Rose petals clung to Marton's shoulders and back as he licked tiny nipples to hardness then bit them until Craig was arching up against him. He moved up and took Craig's mouth in a kiss that was so thorough and so intense that he couldn't seem to think. The younger man clung to the side of the tub with his hands as the bigger body of his lover moved up over him. Marton's cock rubbed against his in a motion that had both of them panting.

"God, Marton, I was going to seduce YOU."

"Want me to stop?" Marton paused on his way back down Craig's body and asked.

"Never," Craig answered as Marton's tongue ran down the line from the center of his chest to his navel, darting into the tiny opening. Marton smiled when Craig groaned and jerked his hips upward, until he was sitting on the edge of the tub and Marton was on his knees in the water.

"Shall we move this to a dryer place?"

"I don't know if I can move." Craig groaned. Marton took that as sign to finish what he had started right there in the tub. He licked Craig's head until it was slick then he took all of him into his mouth in one smooth motion. He smiled at the sharp gasp and kept sucking and licking, allowing Craig to fuck his mouth and to fuck it as deeply as he wanted. Hands tangled in his wet hair as Craig bucked his hips up and stiffened. He cried out Marton's name he came.

Marton helped him from the tub and dried them both off. Then he grinned down at Craig and picked him up, one arm around his shoulders and one under his knees, and carried him, bride style, to the bedroom and dumped him on the petal strewn bed, then joined him, kissing him again and again as he reached over to the bedside table for the scented oil that waited there. He gently pushed his lover over onto his left side and poured a bit of the fragrant oil into his hand, stroking it onto himself. He lay down behind Craig and with lots of soft words and kisses to the back of his neck and his shoulders, he entered the other man. Both of them moaned at the feeling as Marton sheathed himself completely inside Craig. With one hand on Craig's shoulder and the other on his hip, Marton began to move, gently pulling the other man back against him with every soft thrust.

"So hot and sweet," he whispered as he slipped his hand down in front of Craig and stroked his half erect cock until it was hard again, then continued to stroke until Craig was whimpering and fucking his closed hand. When Craig came the second time, Marton did too, pulling Craig tight against his hips as he stiffened and filled him with thick, pearly semen. Craig smiled and listened to the whispered "I love you"s that Marton always said without even realizing it. Marton slipped from him but didn't relinquish his position, falling asleep snuggled up to Craig's back, as he always did.

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THE END

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