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Prompt: Moving
Title: Moving Day
Prompt: Moving
Author's Notes: Thank you to ahaw9913 for her beta and to _alicesprings for the excellent prompt! Written for the wonderful qafmaniac for all the hard work she put into making my IJ home beautiful and for everything she does for fandom! *hugs*



All of the boxes had been moved into Britin, Debbie had dropped off various containers of gloopy-looking food, and all of the “helpers”, or at least they had called themselves that-I’m not sure how much help they actually provided, had returned to their respective houses.

“They’re finally gone,” I said walking over to Brian and throwing my arms around his shoulders.

“Mmm, now it’s just you and me,” Brian said slowly trailing his hands down my back to my ass and squeezing. “All alone. In this great big country manor.”

I laughed and pulled him to me kissing him deeply. Even though I’d been back for almost a month, I still couldn’t get enough of him. I pushed my tongue deep into his mouth exploring the corners that I’d dreamed about for the year I was gone.

It’s not that we didn’t see each other, because we did. When Brian said, ‘its only time’ I wasn’t sure if he was going to show up, miraculously, at the airport in New York when I got off the plane, or if I’d never see him again. What it really meant: he came to see me once a month and I came home once a month. We tried to arrange it so we saw each other every other weekend, but it didn’t always work out. So when I moved back to Pittsburgh for good, I was more than happy that I could see him, touch him, get fucked by him on a regular basis.

Brian’s hands gently kneading my ass brought me back to the present. His hands had moved inside my jeans and were massaging my ass through the thin fabric of my underwear. He broke away from the kiss; I looked up to see his shining eyes looking at me.

“We should get to work,” he whispered, “if we are going to christen all the rooms of this house by morning.” A slightly devilish grin danced on his lips.

“Brian,” I laughed, “we don’t even have a bed to sleep in. All of our things are in boxes, and…oh god.” He cut me off by nibbling on the spot just below my ear that always made me give him what he wanted. I pulled away and took a step back. “We need to put the bed together, at least, I don’t want to sleep on the floor tonight; I had enough of that over the last year.”

He pulled his hands out of my pants, my ass suddenly feeling cold. “Fine, we’ll go make sure we have a place, off the floor, to sleep tonight.” He still had the grin plastered on his face as he turned to walk up the stairs.

When we got up to the bedroom I saw it. The most beautiful bed I had ever seen, and Brian wasn’t even on it. It was a king sized bed with slate grey and charcoal duvet and pillows accented by deep blue sheets. All around the bed there were boxes of clothes, and the new dresser still wrapped in plastic, but the bed was completely set up and ready to be used.

“After moving to West Virginia, I thought we might want to just go to bed.”

“But when? How?”

“I had a little help from my friends.”
I whacked him in the arm for the terrible reference, “Is it safe to sleep on, or is it going to collapse into a heap if I touch it.”

He laughed at that, “Emmett is surprisingly handy with a screwdriver and a wrench!”

I joined him laughing, “That is a sight I would have loved to have seen.” I walked over to him and kissed him deeply. I let my hands wander to the buttons on his shirt and slowly undid them. I slid my hands around, caressed his warm skin and let them rest on the small of his back, my fingertips slipping beneath the waist of his jeans. He started to walk me backwards until I hit the bed. I stopped and slid his shirt off his shoulders letting it fall to the ground. I undid his jeans and then while he stepped out of them, I removed my shirt and jeans.

As soon as we both were naked, he pulled me to him wrapping his arms around me. We were touching almost everywhere; his hands were roaming up and down my back while his tongue explored the familiar depths of my mouth. He shifted so that his leg was between mine and his thigh was resting on my crotch. I gently rocked back and forth, creating delicious friction and causing his cock to bump my hip and leave little dots of pre-come on it.

We kept kissing and my rocking turned in to rutting, bringing me closer and closer to the edge. Just when I wanted to keep going, to come just like that, standing next to our new bed, he stepped back. I whimpered at the lost of contact. He pushed me backwards and I fell onto the bed. It was so soft and silky; I knew I would never want to leave.

Brian positioned himself over me on the bed; he gently nudged my legs apart and settled in between my thighs. He leaned over to grab condoms and lube and on the way back, he licked and nipped at my hip where his pre-come was glistening. He took the lube, coated his fingers, and lifted my legs onto his shoulders. He pushed two fingers into my hole roughly, and then stopped, letting me adjust to the feeling of being full. After a moment I started to buck, he started thrusting, expertly hitting my prostate with every stroke.

I groaned at the loss of contact when he pulled out, but just moments later his cock was pushing at me. I could see Brian was using all his will power to not just slam into me; I negated all his efforts by slamming myself down onto him. I slid my ankles off his shoulders and wrapped them around his back, using them to pull him to me. Just before he pounded in to me, he tangled his hands in my hair. It was hard and fast, before I knew it we were both coming; Brian shooting deep into the condom and I was shooting ropes all over our chests. My legs fell to his sides and after our breathing returned to normal, he pulled out.

When I was able to move again, I curled around Brian using his arm as a pillow while tracing lazy circles on his stomach and his hand twirled my hair. I kissed his arm and scooted so my head was resting on his chest. Almost asleep, I felt him press a kiss into my hair and sigh happily. I fell asleep with a smile on my face.