#stephen;grant

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Stephen heard Grant arriving from his run, "Oh, good, you're back, no need to shower, we're going out." He announced as he zipped a large bag and whistled to their dogs to come, "oh, yes, welcome back honey, I love you..." He said with a high mocking pitch, sticking his tongue out. "I do love you though," he added looking at the ceiling as he walked around to the kitchen, opening the fridge, teleporting a bottle of water to his husband's hand while he filled a thermic bag with drinks and food. "It's vacation time, so your choice, beach house or the mountain house?" @onceuponaflex

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Stephen walked into the room after work. Office had been a long day, paperwork from other agents going on to his table non stop, so when he arrived the first thing he could do was to approach his husband and plant a kiss on his lips. Long, strong, warm. Followed by pepper kisses as he drove him close to the couch and, once he was right at the edge, turned him around and pushed him hard, yet power using so he didn't hit bad, against it. Face down, so he coudl drop right after and rest his head against his favorite pillow when he was stressed: Grant's ass. "Hello." He said finally, once comfortable, with his lap against the arms rest, and his left hand caressing his rear. @murdockbilaws

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@murdockbilaws wanted fluff

Stephen walked holding a baby in his arm, no more than a handful of months old, chewing on a dog toy (clean though) that had the shape of a bone, and two dogs looking with a mix of want and yes you can chew on it son, and a closed brown suitcase on the other that he opened up in the air leaving it float in front of the wardrobe.

With a twist of his hand he released a little shock of energy to the sides of his husband's perfect body, tickling him on the sides awake, having let him sleep enough time to compensate the hard night that TJ had had, "wake up, my love, there's a vacation to go to." He added as he pushed into a corner a few shorts and t-shirts of the other.

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@murdockbilaws

When the taste of the previous night remnants were replaced by new fresh beads of precum, Stephen parted his lips away from his husband's and went for those lips for a kiss, connecting long and warmly beforeh e pecked those lips, "got an idea," he whispered, and stood up off the bed, pushing down his own underwear on the way to the bathroom, "Try not to cum without me. Though i know I don't need to say it, but I hate leaving you blueballing like that in the first place." He shrugged, before vanishing inside and closing the door.

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@murdockbilaws

The bathroom was crowded by sweet scents and steam, the bath itself bubbly and warm, ready to be taken. He left the room and walked into their bedroom, waking him up from the short nap that he had taken, giving soft kisses to his husband as his hand brushed his swollen baby with care. "Wake up, honey, it's ready. Wantm e to walk you there romantically or you want to walk there manly-proud?" He teased in a whisper down to his knees by the bed's side.

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Stephen watched as Grant changed, smiling happy. Seduced even. Like the very first time, never changing. His head tilted to the side once he was fully back on the speedo, looking at his husband's face blowing a kiss in his direction before he stood up from the chair, wearing a pair of purple speedos that lifted his front in a way that he could barely fit.

His hand reached out to his husband's cock, feeling him with a soft touch, while the other did the same for the rear. The grasp of his teeth holding the red speedo instead. Clinically touching him, as if he was actaully examining his look, the witch released him and sat back down with his legs crossed, taking the red ones in his hand and snapping his fingers to teleport the blue to the others. "Nah. Try the other blue ones." He smiled playfully spinning both in each hand. @murdockbilaws

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@murdockbilaws

Grant was one of the few people he made sure to keep out of his powers. So nothing he did could be something he expected to see or feel or live. The surpirses were always welcomed, and the familiarity even more. The ring was light in his finger as he felt the other's in his hand, tilting his head to the side as he looked at the shop his husband was pointing towards to. "Define both of us," the witch teased, leaning in to kiss his cheek, "something for me, or for you?"

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@theclosestcloset

Stephen's eyes shined with lust and desire, his hands moving until he could keep him pinned with just one hand holding him. The now free hand brought to his own lips call him to shut up, and then held to his neck with outmust delicacy and the contradictory fact that hid behind a threat. His lips moving forth to steal a kiss, and he whispered "voluntas tua, voluptas mea" against his lips. A blue hued thread run through Grant's body, creating a leather piece that surrounded his neck like a collar. The hue traveled to his rear and transformed into a piece that plugged itself to his insides embracing his prostate.

Roughly, Stephen turned his husband around and snapped his fingers until nothing but that collar and his naked husband were on view, landing a loud hard smack to his rear, and in consequence causing the magical device to vibrate, ready to echo its vibration based on his lover's moan once captured by the collar. "No words, just moans." He added, landing a second smack, harder this time, against the opposite rearcheek.