A Wet Celebration

"I cannot believe it rained!" Dec said as he ran into the flat with his tux jacket covering his head. 

"It's no big deal. We got in before the storm got worse." Ant said as he closed the door behind him. The two had just returned home from winning two more BAFTA awards. They were a bit soaking wet from the rain and even more tipsy from the champagne. 

"Besides, you look adorable when you're wet, " Ant continued as he followed Dec in to their bedroom. 

"Oh, shut up. I do not. My hair is a wreck!" Dec looked at himself in the full-length mirror, pulling at his brown wet hair to make some sort of sense out of it. Ant looked at his husband, smiled and shook his head. There was never any sense arguing with Dec once he was in front of the mirror. 

Ant removed his tux jacket and leisurely threw it on the chair near the bedroom door and kicked off his shoes as he walked up behind Dec. He admired Dec in the mirror for a moment before wrapping his arms around him and resting his head on Dec's shoulder. 

"Nah, pet, trust me, you look good wet." With that, Ant helped Dec out of his tux jacket and threw it on top of his. Still facing the mirror and his arms back around Dec, Ant started nuzzling Dec's neck and giving soft kisses. Dec moaned under Ant's kisses. 

"I did not expect this, " Dec barely whispered in his thick Geordie accent that tended to come out as he found himself turned on. 

"You look so damn good. And we deserve to celebrate, " Ant whispered into Dec's neck. 

As Ant continued to kiss Dec's neck, his hands began to explore Dec's shirt, searching for the buttons. Dec turned around in Ant's arms and started unbuttoning Ant's shirt, kissing down his neck and chest as he undid each button.  Dec could feel Ant's heart begin to race faster with each kiss. Dec smiled to himself at the thought; he loved when he made Ant's heart race. 

As they fought the buttons, their kisses became more passionate, working their way until they found each other's lips. The moisture of their wet clothes and their body heat made the room fill with humidity, which only fueled their desire to remove the clothing faster.  

Feeling empowered with passion and lust for Ant, Dec began to move Ant back towards the bed, their lips never breaking apart. Before he could catch himself, Ant fell onto the bed. Surprised, he pulled back and looked up at Dec, who had a sheepish smile that always melted Ant's heart. Ant reached up and pushed the bit of wet hair from Dec's face and ran his finger down Dec's cheek before pulling him towards him for another long breathless kiss.

Their kisses moved beyond their lips. They explored each other's bodies. Each taking a turn to cause the other to moan and shiver from the pure ecstasy that only comes when one knows exactly where to touch, kiss, suck, bite, and more...

As Ant collapsed on the bed, he reached his arm out and Dec rolled into him. Ant rested his chin at the top of Dec's head on the pillow; he could feel Dec's hot breath on his neck as he relaxed and his breathing fell into a sleeping rhythm. As Dec fell into a deeper sleep, he wrapped his arms and legs tighter around Ant. Ant smiled and wrapped his arms tighter around Dec closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep. 

Ant and Dec's breathing fell into the same rhythm as they slept...still wet from the rain.