say we'll be together in the end

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it was deliriously good to be back in bed with simon. it always felt this way after they had spent time apart, and their first nights on tour were always something robert looked foreword to. the pent up tension between them could finally dissolve and finally, he would be back in simons arms.

at this point in the night, the concert had ended and simon was at his side again. he eased his fingers in and out of roberts entrance slowly. their heads were resting against each other, almost naked bodies pressed tight and simon groaned in response to every little noise that escaped roberts mouth. in a moment, simons fingers had picked up the pace and began to hammer faster into him, making slick, filthy noises as they moved through the lubricant simon had so thoughtfully packed. suddenly, he crooked his fingers up the tiniest bit more and robert dropped his head back, letting out a resounding moan. simon always had a knack for getting roberts prostate just right. teasing it, stroking, pounding, all with his strong fingers.. well exercised from years of practice.

'robert' he croaked 'missed this' in response he nuzzled his head against the bassist.

the voice against his ear mumbled 'i missed it too' and he bucked his hips slightly in response, subtly begging for more. simon used his spare hand and turned roberts face toward him, pulling robert in for a kiss; tender and slow, with his wet tongue prodding gently. when they broke apart, simon looked him right in the eyes. robert could hardly keep his own eyes open, losing his strength to simons deft hands. suddenly, he pushed hard and held his hand just perfectly against roberts most sensitive spot. he licked his lips and took a second to catch his breath, then he opened his mouth.

'ride me rob, for old times sake'

he spoke quickly, panting desperately, as though the thought hadn't even formed fully in his mind. roberts face burned at the thought, it had been a long time since they had done that they couldnt deny the fact that they were both older now, and robert hadnt felt confident or able enough for that since... well god knows when!

'dont be ridiculous simon' he smiled, already laughing at the thought of him, sixty four years old, mounting his lover. simon still stared at him with that familiar sharp longing. 'give it a go love' he nodded and stroked roberts side in reassurance. his fingers, which had previously slowed, started to pump in earnest within him.

'try it rob...' and he peppered light kisses down roberts jaw, down his neck, an act so sweet it could have won him over 'please?'

''i'll look ridiculous like that simon' he groaned, adding softly under his breath 'you'll just regret it'. he hated to disappoint but the thought of being so exposed made him internally recoil in humiliation. he couldn't stand the thought of sitting like that and simon seeing him for what robert truly was. simon simply looked back at robert and buried his head against roberts shoulder, right where his cardigan had slipped down to reveal his bare flesh.

'you won't look ridiculous' he huffed and traced his nose along 'never, never to me rob'. his pleas were wavering, weakening at that point. for a moment he seemed to consider letting the thought go, but then he pulled his fingers out of robert and clasped the guitarists soft face in his hands. he turned so their faces could press together and rested his forehead against roberts. 'just give it a go, please?'

they were both still and silent for a moment while robert mulled it over, simons voice was so earnest, so full of longing, but he needed a moment to think it over. he considered rolling back and trapping simon between his legs instead, but then he dropped his head down and giggled against simons collarbone. he nodded briefly, then he wordlessly rolled simon onto his back. simon, who didn't take his eyes off robert for a moment while he reached for a pillow to prop his head up.