WHO: Henry and Iestyn Ceredig, momentary Addy WHEN: Friday evening WHERE: Casa Ceredig WHAT: Sex dreams and monkey being a cockbock WARNINGS: Smutty smut
Henry had been waiting for weeks now, but finally his hands were healed, and he was going to take full advantage of using them. He headed into his bedroom and slipped into the bed, snaking his hand under the covers and over the hip of the person still snuggled up there. He heard a soft, appreciative noise, and he grinned softly. "I love you," he whispered, bending down to plant a kiss on a pale shoulder. His hand moved between the other man's legs, wrapping his fingers around the man's cock, and starting to stroke.
"That's so good," the voice purred, and Henry grinned to himself, kissing down the man's back.
"You're so gorgeous," Henry groaned right back, pressing his body up against the other man. He was getting hard too, and shivers of desire ran up his spine, as the other man hardened in his hand. Henry was getting into it now, leaving hot kisses on the man's skin. He ground his hips up against the man's ass, and he swirled his hand around the head of the man's penis, and then he growled and flipped the man over, hissing "Iestyn, I love you so-"
Avery gazed up at him from the bed, and he reached out to pull Henry in for a kiss-"
Henry woke up with a horrified gasp, and he shuddered out of the bed. His hands were still in the casts, and neither Iestyn nor Avery were in the bed with him. "Nooooo no no," Henry groaned, heading out of his bedroom. He gasped when he found Addy in their apartment living room, sitting with Potato Pie and Evie, watching them play together. "Oh god."
"Hey, Henry!" Addy grinned at him, but her grin faltered a little when she saw the look on his face. "Oh god, what happened?!"
"I cheated on Iestyn!" Henry hissed, his hand curling over his chest into his t-shirt as horror settled in his belly. How could this have happened? With Avery!?
"What, what?!" Addy asked, which went to show how ridiculous she thought that idea was. Because normally she would have just slammed someone in the face for saying that and then asked questions. But the very idea that Henry would stray was ridiculous. "When?"
"In my dreams!" Henry groaned, and Addy visibly relaxed. Then she rolled her eyes and looked annoyed.
"Oh my god, you fucking idiot," she groaned at him. "That is not- That isn't even- You're so dumb."
Henry wailed at her, yYou don't understand, I always dream about Iestyn!" Which was true. Since meeting Iestyn, all of his sexy dreams had had a Welsh leading man. "And this time it was Avery-"
Henry didn't think he could live down the laughter that suddenly echoed off the walls of their little apartment, but by the time Iestyn got back, several hours later, Henry was in a good mood again. Addy had gone with Evie, to put her to bed, and Henry was sitting with the monkey on the sofa. Iestyn arrived home, and Henry grinned up at him, his entire being lighting up like it always did when Iestyn returned. No one make him feel safe like being in the presence of his husband. His chest felt warm and he was about to say something when Tater hissed at Iestyn.