the mark 2

finally just us

To the kitchen, types eyes Darted, has he stood before it, in A large white shirt of tharns, with blue boxers, to mix the food that was in the pan.
Taking a hand to his mouth he then yawned into it, to then place it back down to eye what he was creating. For him last night was over the top incredible however it was very tiring for him.
Coming about in only black little boxers, tharn leaned his body to the door frame to wrap his arms about his chest to look in, his eyes darted up and down types body.
Pushing himself off from the door frame he then went to type, to place himself onto, to then place his hands to either side of his back to move his hands up and down, to then place his nose to his neck to inhale then his lips for to kiss.
Type lightly smirked to then keep stirring.
"Tharn.... I'm trying to cook."
Tharn then rubbed his bottom lip to his neck, to place his chin to his shoulder to move his hands up to place to his arms to then go down, he placed his fingers through once hand, to then wrap his other hand to the one that was stirring, to eye.
"Mm..... Why are you coming my favorite?"
Type shrugged.
"Being nice."
Tharn turned his head again to rub his bottom lip to his neck.
"Thank you....."
He then moved his hands to types lower back to start to rub. Type tensed a bit but then to relax.
"Tharn, why are you rubbing my lower back?"
Tharn then started to kiss.
"Mm, being nice."
Tharn then moved his hands round to then place them in his boxers to move his hands up and down, the sides where types member was but did not touch. Type breathed in shaikly.
"Tharn.... I'm cooking and.... Um.....mm...."
Tharn kept up with the act to then move his head to the other side to kiss at his neck.
"I can see what your doing, but.....mm... Not my fault type, you are way beyond handsome and sexy, cant seem to keep my hands off of you."
Tharn moved his head about, to go to the nip of his neck, to then plant kisses to then move his private area in-between his cheeks.
Type slowly shook his head to take in deep brakes has he continued to cook.
"Haven't you've had enough tharn? Been up most of the night to...."
Tharn lightly chuckled, he then brought his hand up to then turn his head there eyes darted.
"I will never ever get enough of you type. Remember, we have been separate for 3 years, mm.... Need more."
Tharn they slipped his hand down to types member to then pull it out to stroke, it was very hard in his hand, it then started to get him wet a bit with the pre cum that started to leak out.
His other hand went up a bit on his neck, to lean his head back for them to place there lips to the other, to place there tongues in to swirl about.
Kissing mid air, type then moved his head back to then take it out of tharns grasp to then look down at the food that was done to then place to the back stove, to then turn about, to then place his hands to his chest to push him to the wall, to then place his hands to his upper shoulders to turn his head to then consume tharn. He turned his head to the other side to do the same while placing his hands to his waist, type then took his hands down, to withdraw tharns very harden length to then place his hands to the side of his neck to rub his cock on his.
Tharn then placed his hands to the back of his, to then push him closer, moving off the wall, tharn pushed type with his body, to the side to place him to the kitchen table, parting from there kiss, type looked down, sitting, to place his hands behind him, to eye tharn has he looked down, tharn was taking off his boxers to then come up, to place his hands to the buttoned shirt to then eye type fully with a smirk to then rip it apart, type took in a deep breath has he heard the buttons fly everywhere, he then leaned up to wrap his arms around his neck to pull tharn to him, to re put his lips to his, to then take his hands to tharns boxers to then rip apart until they fell off.
Tharn then moved his head back to then look down to raise an eye brow.
"Haha, over eager I see."
Type rolled his eyes.
"You started it first with my shirt."
Tharn then looked to him, to place his haha to his chest to then push him down to hover, he then took his hands to his legs to make him wrap them about.
"If I recall type, you are wearing my shirt, I can do with it what I want."
Tharn then leaned his groin back a bit, to then place his tip to types outter that started to quiver.
Type then moved himself down, to plunge tharns cock in to himself to then bring him back down to his lips.
After, instead of eating on the table, tharn had his back to the wall, with type on top, both consumed the slightly cold breakfest, to then relax.
Type then placed his hands to tharns to interwine his fingers to wrap his arms about his chest to look forward.
"Tharn?"
He looked to type.
"Yes?"
"Do you really think I did anything with the people I worked with? Especially, with my..."
Type shuttered at the thought.
Tharn really intently looked to type. He then smiled wide at what he felt with his body.
He then placed his chin to his neck.
"Honestly?"
Type turned his head to look to tharn to nod.
"Of course."
"I have my doubts, I can't help it, three years is a very long time."
Type then raised his eye brow.
"I could say the same about you."
Tharn made a face.
"Guess you can, I only know that I was true to you and never strayed, same goes for you, no matter what, you are here now, and I need to start trusting what you say."
Type lightly chuckled.
"You should always trust what I say, but I can see what you are going on about, just know I stayed celibate for you, well..... Other then what I did with my hand but...."
Types ears went red to then turn his head back, tharn smiled to place his lips to his ear lobe to then nibble.
"Same here type, I stayed celibate for you, and used my hand when we talked, could only when we were on the phone. "
Types eyes widen with what he was feeling to his back, he turned his head to eye tharn who looked to him again.
"That cant be your...."
Tharn smiled and wide.
"Of course it is, three years type, three lonely years without you...."
The two then slipped down the side of the wall, to go into another round, unaware the real trouble was right about the corner.