More than just that-A Stewbert fic
The fire was as hot between them as the fire in the Fireplace in the farmhouse. Tracey was at her parents’ place with the kids and after Stephen had revealed the discovery of Sean Hannity being a secret client of Michael Cohen’s, he had promised on National Television that he’d come over to spoon. Spooning turned to heated kisses. Heated kisses to heavy petting and stroking. Eventually, clothes were lost and turned into a nest on the floor of the living room.
“How do you want me?” Jon asked in a breathy tone as Stephen began to enter the shorter man.
“You’re fine as is.” Stephen said as he lightly nipped at his former boss and lifelong friend’s jaw, purring into his ear as Jon ran his hands all over his upper torso.
“I’ve been wanting to feel you like this since that day you stripped out of your suit shirt and interviewed that guy in just your suit pants.” Jon remembered as Stephen giggled, also in reverie to that day. He stroked Jon’s hair and stared lovingly into the older man’s eyes. Of course he wasn’t THAT older than him, just by a year, five months, two weeks and a day. But age is just a number when it comes to love. Stephen leaned in again and kissed Jon tenderly before finally entering him. The tight heat between them was better for Stephen than the sermon he read after a homeless man handed him a bible during his time of losing his faith in God for a while. College was hard once losing his brothers and father to that plane crash finally hit home, but Jon brought him out of thinking about that now as he began to thrust into the older man.
“Oh Jon.” Stephen groaned as Jon slightly clenched his entrance a little as Stephen was slowly pushing and pulling in and out of him.
“Stephen baby.” Jon gasped as Stephen kissed Jon’s chest and throat. “Oh GOD I never realized how good the texture of your cock feels.” Jon whimpered out. Stephen touched Jon’s forehead with his again as he pushed in deeper, touching Jon’s prostate. That action made Jon gasp hard. Stephen gasped as well and began ramming into him. The two men groaned as they began to fuck harder into each other, Jon turning them together so he could take a turn on top of Stephen, riding him until they both climaxed. When they eventually finished, Jon took his and Stephen’s jackets and pulled them up to cover their shoulders.
“Stay the night, please.” Jon asked sweetly as he kissed Stephen’s clavicle.
“Always.” Stephen said as he kissed Jon’s lips before they both fell asleep in each other’s arms.