"Well I think that was successful," Luke chuckled as he carried through the last of the plates.
Calum looked round from the sink and smiled.
"Yeah everyone seemed to have fun. Just a shame we've got to tidy up now."
Luke slid over to his husband an wrapped his arms around his waist, his head resting on Calum's shoulder.
"You could leave it till tomorrow," he suggested.
"Luke I'm not leaving the dishes so I can come and watch The Grinch for the twentieth time this week."
"That's not what I had in mind," Luke smirked against his ear.
He knew he'd got his way when Calum took a sharp breath and stopped scrubbing a plate for a second and he pulled him away from the sink.
"Why do you always have to be such a tease?" Calum sighed, letting his husband pull him in to the centre of the kitchen.
"Because it's Christmas, the kids are in bed, everyone is away home and I want you," Luke grins, his crystal eyes sparkling with excitement.
Calum smiled at him and gave yup, wiping his wet hands on his top before pulling the fabric of Luke's to bring him closer. Their lips met and for a few minutes they just basked in each others loving embrace but both of them knew where this was headed and both of them were too impatient to wait any longer. They separated just long enough to discard their shirts and drop them to the kitchen floor then Calum backed Luke up against the kitchen table.
Luke climbed on the edge of it and they continued to make out, their hands roaming now. If anyone had walked in then they would not have been able to deny the love these two felt for each other but they also would have been shocked.
Calum's trousers were next to go and Luke roughly palmed him through his boxers as their lips joined again, earning a rough growl from his husband.
Calum was the more adventurous of the two but Luke was yet to complain. He liked his wild, daring husband just the way he was. Calum removed Luke's trousers with a little help from Luke and now both of them stood in the kitchen in nothing but their boxers but the kitchen wasn't the most comfortable place for this and so they fumbled through to the sitting room, hands flying everywhere as they did.
Luke was pushed down on the sofa and Calum climbed astride his lap as he kissed his way across his husbands broad shoulders.
Luke gripped the hair at the nape of Calum's neck, moaning in content as his husband teased him. He cried out when Calum sucked down, harshly just above his pecs.
"Top or bottom?" Calum asked, nibbling at his ear lobe.
"Bottom," Luke managed to breathe and Calum stood to remove his boxers before pulling Luke up to do the same.
He lowered himself between Luke's legs and gripped his long length in his hand, pumping it a few times before pushing it past his lips. He concentrated more on getting it as wet as possible rather than on technique then he pushed Luke on to the sofa once again and climbed over his lap.
He took a few minutes to fully push Luke in to him, letting himself adjust to it then he let loose. He bounced himself down on Luke's erection, enjoying the friction it caused him and the look of immense pleasure on his husband's face.
Luke gripped his own length and pumped it in time to his movement's and the pair of them were lost. Away in a world of pure bliss where only each other mattered.
Their pants and cries could be heard all through the house as they pushed themselves closer to climax. Luke came first and his thick length twitched inside Calum as he buries his face in the nape of his man's neck, crying his name over and over until the high came to an end. The sloppiness of his hands seemed to be enough for Calum and he calm shortly after, squirting his load in to his husband's hand.
The pair of them stayed like that, returning to reality from their high then Calum pecked Luke on the head and stood up.
"Happy Christmas babe," he grinned.
Luke chuckled.
"Happy Christmas," he smiled back at him.
