Lee gave no indication he'd noticed Marshall's entrance. Marshall realized it was up to him to make the first move, and that knowledge was thrilling to him. This was it, the time was now.
Lee had turned on the bedside lamp in order to read. Marshall rounded the bed and clicked it off, gently removing Lee's paperback from his loose grasp. Marshall glimpsed the corner of Lee's mouth go up, as if he'd been expecting as much. He never said a word when Marshall thrust a bookmark inside and laid it on the table. He never moved either, comfortably reclining on one side, his back to Marshall.
Turning back to Lee, Marshall lowered his head to Lee's neck and kissed the soft flesh. He inhaled Lee's skin, growing hard at the familiar scent. His hand moved down along Lee's body, tenderly stroking and caressing. He heard a soft rumble issue from Lee, which only served to inflame his desire.
His swelling cock was issuing an ultimatum—get inside that hot body right now or else... But Marshall had no intention of making this into a quick fuck just to get his nuts off. This was so much more than a matter of simple satisfaction. This was a watershed in their relationship, and he knew it. This would mark the beginning of their true partnership. Not that Marshall didn't feel himself to be Lee's partner already—his equal in every way. And not like anything would overtly change between them.
This would be the final step on the road they'd chosen to take together, the one begun when they realized how much deeper their relationship was than mere father and son. Partners forever, lovers forever... two men with one heart and soul. Nothing else mattered.
Marshall lightly skimmed his fingertips over Lee's toned ass, marveling at the feel of his musculature. Not a bit of flab; soft in all the right places and hard where it counted. He cupped one cheek in the palm of his hand and squeezed. The only thing better than touching was...
"On your stomach and spread'em," he said.
"You going to let go of that?" Lee snarked. Marshall couldn't help but grin. He squeezed Lee again for good measure then released him. Lee rolled gracefully onto his stomach, pillowing his head on his hands as he spread his legs for Marshall's benefit.
"Did you want anything else spread?" he asked in a pseudo-innocent voice as Marshall settledbetween Lee's legs .
"Yeah, but I can handle that." Marshall applied one hand to each of Lee's cheeks, revealing the dusky pucker in between, producing a swift intake of breath. His mouth filling with saliva at the sight, Marshall quickly swallowed before diving in between the twin mounds of flesh. He raked his tongue gently across Lee's hole, felt him quiver in response then repeated the action.
He loved to rim Lee as much as Lee enjoyed being rimmed. Loved the taste and feel of his hole, loved delving inside the tight muscles, relaxing them with his touch. He could easily lunch on Lee all day and night...
But not tonight.
When he'd gotten enough of a taste to satisfy that particular need, he raised his head and lapped at the crease before moving back onto his haunches.
He wasn't going to take Lee from behind. No way. He wanted to look into those gorgeous eyes as he topped him for the first time—hopefully not the last. Besides, the missionary position offered better opportunities for kissing without twisting around quite so much.
However, there was something he wanted to do first...
