Title: Wet Dream
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Josef Kostan/Mick St. John
Fandom: Moonlight
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1,731
Disclaimer: This is entirely a product of my own imagination, and I make no profit from it. I do not own the lovely Josef Kostan or Mick St. John, unfortunately. Please do not sue.***
Mick moved slowly and quietly down the hallway of the penthouse, pausing in front of the bathroom door. He could hear the water running in the shower, telling him exactly where Josef was; he couldn't help smiling at the though of his lover being there.
He and Josef had taken showers together before, but they had never actually made love there. He'd always stopped short of that, not wanting to push Josef into something he might not want -- but now, he was ready for them to stretch their boundaries a little.
He began to remove his clothes in the hallway, leaving them in a pile beside the door. He could pick them up later when he and Josef were done -- though he doubted that would be for a while, and he was sure that when the left the bathroom, he wouldn't be thinking about getting dressed.
Slowly, he pushed the door open, blinking a little at the cloud of steam that assailed him. Josef was there, all right -- he knew that his boyfriend liked to let the bathroom get steamy while he was in the shower, even though vampires had to keep their body temperature low.
Still, they could enjoy showers, as long as they made sure to be in their freezers within a few hours. Mick was sure that Josef always adhered to that rule; after all, the man had survived for over four hundred years, so he had to know what he had to do to preserve his body.
He knew what he wanted to do to that body, Mick thought with a smirk as he quietly closed the door so that none of the steam would escape down the hallway. He could barely make out the outline of Josef's body behind the glass door, his heart racing at the sight.
Even behind the steamy glass door, Josef was still the most desirable being he'd ever seen. All he wanted was to get into the shower with him, taking his boyfriend into his arms and kiss him, then turn him around and press him against the wall, thrusting into him .....
So what was he waiting for? Mick asked himself with an inner smile. Reaching for the glass door, he swung it open slowly, stepping into the shower behind his lover and pulling the door shut behind him as he felt the first droplets of water hit his skin.
"What took you so long?" Josef murmured without turning around. "I'd expected you to be in here with me before this, Mick. You're losing your touch!" Mick could hear the laughter in his lover's voice; he knew that the words weren't really a reproof in any way.
"I wasn't sure if you're ready for what I have in mind," Mick answered, moving closer to his boyfriend and wrapping his arms around Josef's slender waist from behind, pulling the other man close against him. "But if you trust me enough, I've got an idea that I think we'll both like."
With those words, he gently turned Josef towards the wall, pressing his boyfriend against the cool tiles as he bowed his head to leave a line of burning kisses across the other man's bare shoulder. Josef moaned softly, arching his back and grinding his ass against Mick's crotch.
"Are you trying to tell me something?" Mick asked, keeping his tone light and teasing. He reached for the silicone lubricant he'd bought and left here last week, popping the cap and pouring a generous amount of it into the palm of his cupped hand.
It only took a few seconds to have his fingers lubed; he let his hand move down Josef's back, the cleft of his ass, then between the other man's legs, cupping his balls in those lubed fingers for just a moment before he moved them back to probe gently at his lover's entrance.
His other hand was moving down the front of Josef's slim body, fingers circling the other man's sensitive nipples, tweaking and pinching each rosy peak until it was hard and throbbing under his fingers before moving his hand down to curl his fingers around Josef's cock.
Mick closed his eyes, letting his fingertips be his guide. He didn't want to suddenly plunge his fingers inside Josef; that would be jarring, and would break the mood. But he knew that he couldn't wait much longer if he wanted to satisfy them both.
Slowly, gently, he began to stroke his lover's cock, swirling his lubed fingers around his entrance at the same time. Within a few moments, he was easing one finger inside Josef, then a second, starting to stretch and prepare the other man for what was to come.
Josef leaned back against him, his eyes closed, whispering Mick's name. "Don't stop," he breathed, his body arching in his lover's arms. Mick had to remember to breathe; there was something about seeing Josef give himself over to this kind of pleasure that aroused him to a fever pitch.
All he wanted was to be inside Josef, to press him against the cool, wet tiles and take him. And he would be able to do that in just a few moments, he told himself, scissoring his fingers inside his boyfriend again. He wouldn't have to hold back for much longer.
Slowly, carefully, he eased his fingers out of Josef, moving closer to his lover and pressing the head of his cock against his boyfriend's entrance. With one smooth, quick movement, he was inside the other man, his soft moan mirroring Josef's cry of pleasure.
For a few moments, Mick was unsure of which way was up, or even quite where he was. He was always amazed at the heat of Josef's body; that wasn't something that he would have expected to feel when he was making love to another vampire.
That heat was like being drawn into a velvet glove; he was falling into a pool of molten lava, feeling waters close over his head and envelop him. But the intense heat didn't burn; instead, it felt as though he was being cradled, held and stroked lovingly. He was right where he belonged.
Mick thrust his hips forward once, then again. He could feel the coolness of the tiles beneath the palm he had placed on the wall to keep himself steady; that coolness combined with the heat of Josef's body was sending his nerve centers into a free-falling spiral.
He wrapped both arms around the other man, abandoning the idea of holding himself back in any way. The next thrust buried him even more deeply inside Josef, drawing a moan from the other man's throat. Josef's head fell back against Mick's shoulder, his eyes closed, his cheeks flushed.
Josef had never looked so beautiful to Mick as he did at this moment; all he wanted was to stay inside this man forever, to be here with the warmth of the water pounding down on them, the heat of their bodies against each other, the passion building between them.
There was no way that he could hold himself back for much longer; his orgasm was already starting to sweep over him, building deep within his belly to a crescendo that would send sparks flowing over his entire being, lifting him to the heavens before he started the descent to the ground.
Was this just a dream? Would he awaken to find himself in bed alone, having only imagined that he was here with the man he loved, inside him, loving him? Or was this reality, the wet warmth all around him better than any dream could ever have been?
His lover was leaning back against him, those slender hips flexing against him, Josef's inner muscles tightening around his cock. Mick came with an inarticulate cry, his eyes closing, his body shaking and spasming as the wave of his climax crested over him.
Mick could feel Josef's body spasming around him only seconds later, those muscles tightening around his cock again. He clasped Josef to him, burying his face against the other man's neck, gulping in deep breaths of air and trying to regain his equilibrium.
"Wow," he finally managed to say, his voice weak and a little shaky. "I knew that sex in the shower was going to be pretty amazing, but I didn't think it would be that good." He was still feeling shaken by the level of intensity their lovemaking had risen to.
"If it was any better, I think you might be scraping me out of the drain," Josef murmured, turning his head to the side to nuzzle his cheek against Micks. "And hey, I think we'd better turn the water off. It's starting to get kind of cold. And I don't want to get all pruney."
Mick laughed softly, nodding and reluctantly releasing his boyfriend. Josef leaned over to turn off the shower water before opening the door and stepping out onto the fluffy bath mat, turning and holding out his arms to Mick with a smile on his face.
"Come on, lover," he said softly, his dark eyes riveted to Mick's face. "That was a good start to the night. Now I think we should finish what we started in the bedroom. If you think you're up for it again, that is. I don't want to strain you too much."
"What are you talking about, strain me?" Mick said with a laugh, getting out of the shower and reaching for a towel. "You're older than me, hot stuff. If you can go for the rest of the night, you'd better believe I can. And I'm ready to prove that to you right now."
With that, he dropped the towel and swept Josef into his arms, carrying his lover out of the bathroom and down the hallway towards the bedroom that they shared. He intended for the night ahead to be a long one -- and he was fairly sure that they might even make their way back to the shower.***