#stephen;mike

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"You gotta use these pants more often,..." Stephen voiced out as they walked through the street, he was one step behind because he was distracted staring.

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@houseofrenaissance

Stephen was wearing a blue speedo, too tight for his own good, laying on the towel and feeling the sun bath his skin as he used his hand to run ticklishly but in a soothing way, not in order to make him laugh, over the surface of Mike's back, keeping an invisible telekinetic screen over him so sun wouldn't immediately cause harm to him in his sleep as the sunscreen was already fully absorbed by it and there was no way of telling when tanning would become burning.

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@rencissance

Stephen walked back home, dropping down the suitcase he carried everyday to work, and then himself on the couch where Mike laid. Crop top and shorts making him look hot and delicious enough for him growl deep in his throat. "Did I ever tell you I have a very fuckable hot attractive handsome and kindhearted boyfriend?" he added, slapping his rear loud and hard but surprisingly unharmingly before he dropped himself between his legs. "How was your day? Is the AC broken again? You look sweaty."

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stephen laid back against the hammock, the sun was bright and hot but the shadow from the umbrella covered him while leaving Mike exposed to the sun's touch over his back. His legs were stretched forward, turning into the perfect surface for Mike to lay down on, using the curve of his feet as a pillow. Mike's legs fell light against his broad body, with stephen's hands kneading the muscles on his lover's calves and reaching forward through his thighs to the line of his bottom, stopped by a blue speedo that distracted him as much as it kept him hooked and awake.

the witch's hands decided though, that said fabric was no more than impediment, and with a tight hold, he ripped the fabric away as if he was unpacking a gift letting it fall by the sides, allowing him to both see his husband's ass and what was packed in the puch of the front that, while still remaining in contact, was not in enough tension to support.

the massage that was focused on his legs first, now focused on his waist, kneading his rear and rubbing the low of his back feeling where the sun line began to hit properly from the contrasting heat of his skin.

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"too many clothes for a pool date, hunhun." stephen noticed as he pushed down his own underwear before stepping into the pool.