Naughty and Romantic One-Shots (boyxboy)

Milk and Cookies

*Whoot, finally got another one-shot done. I’m currently working on a couple and just couldn’t focus much over the last few days. Not feeling the greatest, unfortunately :( But, hey! Comments, votes, etc….will go a long way to making me feel better lol Hope you enjoy!

}Milk and Cookies{

“Hmmm…sugar or chocolate chip?” I asked the empty kitchen, contemplating the premade tubes of cookie dough in the fridge.

Not expecting an answer, I jumped and whirled around at the sound of a deep voice behind me.

“Both good, but I’d go with the sugar cookies,” Hawke said, grinning at me.

“Hawke!!” I yelled excitedly, launching myself at him. “You’re early!”

He caught me easily, wrapping his strong arms around my slender body. Burying my face into his chest, I wrapped my own arms around his neck. I hugged him greedily, savoring the warmth of his body against mine.

“God, I missed you, baby,” Hawke whispered into my hair, kissing the top of my head gently.

I smiled into his chest, happiness filling my heart at the words. It never ceased to amaze me that this gorgeous man loved me. “I missed you, too,” I murmured, lifting my face for a kiss.

Hawke pressed his lips to mine, gentle at first, before pulling me tighter against him to ravish my mouth. I gave in eagerly; needing the contact as much as he did. The last two weeks had been unbearable; the house too empty and quiet.

After a few minutes, Hawke slowly pulled back to look down at me. “Why don’t you go ahead and throw the cookies in to bake while I shower and change real quick?”

“Sure, cookies and milk, it is then,” I said, humming as Hawke kissed my forehead before heading down the hallway to the bathroom.

It took hardly any time to get the dough cut and laid out to bake and my thoughts swiftly turned to images of Hawke standing naked and wet just down the hall. I smiled as I decided on a better welcome home treat for him.

I stripped as I walked quietly towards the bathroom; the door conveniently left open a few inches. The view inside was enough to make me drool.

His body on full display through glass of the shower door, Hawke stood with his back to me, head tipped back as he washed his hair. I bit my lip as I watched water and soap cascade down the muscled plains of his back. I was jealous of each drop and bubble that slid down his skin.

Hawke turned around to rinse his hair, head still tipped back and his eyes closed. My gaze devoured the sight hungrily. The broad width of his shoulders and chest, rippling with muscle, tapered down to a narrow waist and defined abs and my fingers twitched in anticipation of exploring all that glorious skin.

Following the path of the bubbles sliding down his chest, I went from semi-hard to aching as I watched them glide over his abs and down to his hips, almost caressing the curves of each hard muscle. The bubbles caught on the neatly trimmed hair surrounding his member, before continuing on their downward path.

As I watched, his shaft twitched and hardened and my eyes shot up to meet his. He had finished rinsing his hair and had caught me staring at him; devouring him with my gaze. He grinned and crooked his finger at me, his eyes taking in my naked skin.

I smiled back and opened the shower door, pushing right up to Hawke happily. “It was too lonely out there,” I explained cheekily, winding my arms around his neck again.

He pulled me tight against his wet body, both of us moaning loudly at the feel of our skin sliding together. “Lucas, you can join me in the shower anytime you want,” he said laughing down at me.