October 21, 2017 – 3:47 am - Ian Kinsler's hotel room
Daniel and Ian had passed the night watching various tv shows, eating delivery Chinese food. At some point they'd fallen asleep, clothed, Daniel was curled into Ian's side his head resting on Ian's chest and one thigh was draped over Ian's legs. Daniel yawned, stretching out a tiny bit more as he glanced at the clock, red numbers flashing 3:47. Daniel sighed trying to figure out why he was suddenly so awake, but figured he must have fallen asleep pretty early in the evening.
Daniel curled up against the other man, sliding up closer as he pressed his face into the others neck, his beard brushing up against the other mans scruff. He started placing kisses on the sleeping mans jaw and neck, his hands worked down carefully across the t-shirt on Ian's chest sliding across his stomach and down to his jeans pressing a hand into the other mans crotch feeling the half erection in the jeans he grinned into Ian's scruffy neck.
Nimble long fingers carefully unzipped the other mans pants, his fingers sliding into his boxers and wrapping around his half hard cock, stroking it gently as he trailed more kisses along his jaw line and back to the corner of his jaw before trailing up to his ear.
"Ian... wake up..." He whispered into the other mans ear, placing kisses just under it.
"Mmmhm." Murmured Ian as he lifted his heavy eyes, back arching just a bit off the bed with half a yawn.
Daniel continued his ministrations working over the others skin which was rapidly hardening in his hand. As Ian woke it didn't take him long to orient himself to where he was, his arms were wrapping around Daniel, pulling him atop him, his fingers working over the mans lower back underneath his t-shirt his fingers stroking the soft skin there. As he settled above Ian settling on his thighs while his hand working on Ian's erect cock, his own hard against his stomach trapped under his own jeans.
"Look at me..." Ian squeezed on Daniel's hip for a second, waiting for the pitcher to pull back from teasing he was doing to his jaw line. As their eyes met a smile crossed Ian's lips. Daniel's heart began to pound out of his chest watching him, he was turning bright red as he felt his cheeks blush.
"Fuck, Daniel... Waking up with you like this just shows me that I am the luckiest fucking man in the world." Ian grinned, one of his gigantic stupid grins, the kind Daniel was used to seeing when the was goofing off with Miggy, not the kind he was used to seeing when he was in bed with Ian. That smile just made him blush all the harder though, and wanting to break the eye contact he leaned in to kiss him, eyelashes fluttering shut.
Daniel claimed Ian's lips, kissing him hard as he leaned into the older man. There was nothing soft, nothing gentle about it, he was pushing himself to the edge as if to fight whatever feelings may have cropped up in those moments. Daniel knew this was nothing more then sex, that it was his hand on Ian's cock that was causing those words and nothing more. Ian obliged though, kissing Danile back with a hunger. It'd been since their last road trip, a few weeks previously since they had been together, and the eagerness wasn't to be missed.
It was only when he was pulling back breathless that Ian groaned, reaching to pull Daniel's shirt up over his head. "I want to see all of you. Let's get these clothes off you." Ian groaned as he pushed against the larger man, taking the lead. Daniel gave it up easily, he would always follow Ian's lead and he started to work to undo his own jeans, pushing them down and kicking them off the edge of the bed. He settled on his side, cock hard against his stomach as he propped himself up on one arms. His eyes followed over Ian's body as he watched him strip down himself.
Ian grinned and moved his hands over Daniel's hairy sculpted chest, pushing Ian onto his back, and settled in between his legs. Ian's fingers trailed down his stomach, wrapping around the pitchers cock, leaning in he started to nibble on the other mans ear.
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