Title: Please Please Me
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Josef Kostan/Mick St. John
Fandom: Moonlight
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1,751
Author's Note: Continuation of First Priority.
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.

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Mick stripped off his own shirt as Josef led him into the bedroom; by the time they were halfway across the floor to the large, king-sized bed, he was struggling with the zipper of his jeans, wishing that he could snap his fingers and make his clothes magically vanish.

Josef sank down onto the bed, rolling over onto his back and looking up at his lover with a saucy grin on his face. "Need a little help with those?" he purred, moving over to make room for Mick on the bed. "I've got you at a disadvantage, for once."

"You usually do manage to get me at a disadvantage -- in more ways than this," Mick shot back, finally managing to get the zipper down. He pushed his jeans down over his hips, letting them fall to the floor and stepping out of them.

He couldn't help but enjoy the way that Josef's eyes wandered over his body; there was a flare of desire in those eyes that Mick had grown used to seeing. He loved knowing that Josef wanted him; that spark of desire made him feel almost giddy.

His own eyes moved over the delectable vision stretched out on the bed in front of him. Mick had thought that Josef was an attractive man the first time he'd laid eyes on him, but naked, he was more than merely attractive. He was exquisite.

He'd never felt this way about any woman he'd ever been with -- not even Coraline, Mick thought as he lowered himself to the bed, slowly straddling Josef's body. No one had ever made him burn with desire the way that Josef did; no one else had that kind of power over him.

Mick slowly lowered his head to press his mouth against Josef's parted lips; he'd learned too many times in the past that making a sudden move with this man could have one of two outcomes, neither of which he wanted to experience tonight.

Either Josef would throw him halfway across the room with his vampiric strength as an automatic reaction to having someone come at him too quickly, or he would freeze as he'd done the night before and Mick would see a flash of fear in his eyes.

There would be none of that tonight. Mick was going to take his time with Josef and make sure that both of them felt nothing but pleasure. He intended to make up for last night as much as he possibly could, and he was sure that Josef would have no problem with that.

"I want you," Josef whispered just before Mick's lips met his; Mick could almost taste that desire in the other man's kiss. Josef's arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him down in an embrace that would have taken Mick's breath away if he hadn't expected it.

He didn't have to answer those words; he knew that Josef could feel just how much Mick wanted him. And he intended to give Josef exactly what he wanted -- what they both wanted. He would take his time, make this last for hours.

Josef's hands moved down his back, sliding over his hips to cup his ass and pull him closer so that their cocks rubbed against each, making Mick growl deep in his throat. His own hands moved down Josef's slim body, gently spreading the other man's thighs.

He could hear the small catch in Josef's throat as the other man's breathing hitched for a moment, but it was gone as soon as he'd heard it, and Josef was relaxing under him, letting Mick push his thighs apart and slide a hand under the firm curves of his ass.

Mick teased his lover by moving a single fingertip slowly down the cleft of his ass, glancing at the table by the bed as he reached for the bottle of lube that was always sitting there. He'd learned from his first time making Josef that lube was definitely an essential.

Josef moaned and raised his hips, his hands already clutching at the indigo satin of the sheets. "We've only just started," Mick whispered as he squeezed a generous amount of lube onto his fingers. "Don't get all squirmy and wriggly on me yet."

"You know you love it," Josef answered, opening his eyes to look up at his lover. "You love knowing that you can get that kind of a response out of me when nobody else can. And you love knowing that I'm completely at your mercy when we're together."

"You know me too well," Mick told him, unable to keep back a smile. Josef was right; Mick did love knowing that he could get such an uninhibited response from the man he loved. And he loved giving this man pleasure in every way he could.

Slowly, gently, he eased one lubed finger inside Josef, feeling the other man's muscles tighten around him for a moment. He knew that Josef's body was protesting the intrusion, but he also knew that if he was patient, his lover would relax.

He was right; within a few seconds, Josef's muscles relaxed and he let out a soft sigh of pleasure, raising his hips as Mick slipped another finger inside him. Slowly, Mick scissored his fingers, keeping his eyes on Josef's face.

After a few moments, Mick could feel his own muscles tensing, his mind and body wanting to move on to the next level. And Josef seemed to be ready for that, too; he was rocking his hips against Mick's hand, silently begging for more.

Mick slowly slid his fingers out of Josef's body, positioning himself between his lover's thighs. He didn't want to move too quickly; he knew all too well how a sudden movement could startle Josef and ruin the mood. He didn't want that to happen this time.

"I need you," Josef whispered, his voice ragged and breathy. "Please me, Mick. Take me. Do whatever you want with me. I'm yours." He closed his eyes, his back arching, his fingers digging into the flesh of Mick's shoulders. "Fuck me."

"No," Mick said softly, shaking his head. "I'm not going to fuck you, Josef. I'm going to make love to you. There's a huge difference." Leaning forward, he brushed his mouth against Josef's parted lips as he thrust his hips forward, sliding into the other man in one quick, fluid movement.

Josef let out a soft cry, his slender body arching against his lover's. Mick wrapped his arms around the other man, pulling him close, almost lifting Josef off the bed as he thrust again, deeper and harder this time. He was rapidly losing control; he couldn't hold himself back for much longer.

Mick moved one hand between their bodies to grasp Josef's cock, stroking the other man in rhythm with his thrusts. He knew that he couldn't last much longer, not at this pace; he hadn't meant for this to be fast and furious, but he'd wanted Josef too much.

He didn't usually let his passion get away with him, not to his extent. He could usually hold himself and his own pleasure back, but there was something about Josef that drove him over the edge all too quickly, bringing out the primal instincts hidden within him.

Josef's long legs were around his waist, as though he was trying to push Mick deeper inside him with each thrust. Mick complied, thrusting hard and deep, gasping for breath as he pushed them both closer to completion.

Just as the thought flashed across Mick's mind that he wasn't going to be able to hold himself back for one moment longer, Josef cried out, his muscles going impossible tight around Mick, his slender body trembling in his lover's arms as he came.

It was impossible for Mick to keep back his own orgasm after that; with a cry that echoed Josef's, he let himself go, falling over the edge of the precipice he'd been forcing himself to dangle over, wrapping his arms around Josef and pulling the other man close against him.

Mick rolled over onto his side, pulling out of Josef carefully. Those long, slender legs were still wrapped around his waist; Josef was almost burrowing into him, as though he didn't want to relinquish his hold on his lover now that he was wrapped around Mick's body.

"Did I do a good job of pleasing you?" Mick whispered, nuzzling his cheek against Josef's. He could tell what the answer would be by the way the other man was nestling against him, refusing to let him go. But he wanted to hear the words from Josef's lips.

"You know you did," Josef murmured, resting his forehead against Mick's shoulder. "You always do." He sighed contentedly, raising his head to meet Mick's gaze and give his lover that insouciant grin again. "But you wanted to hear me say it, didn't you?"

"Of course I did," Mick said with an answering grin. "You know I always like to hear that I've made you feel good. And that nobody else can do that the way I can." He slipped one leg between Josef's thighs, enjoying the afterglow of their lovemaking, the closeness of their bodies.

"Nobody pleases me like you do, and you know it," Josef told him, his voice soft and husky. "And I hope that I do the same for you." His voice was almost expectant, as if he needed to hear Mick assure him that his words were true.

"You know you do," Mick whispered, raising a hand to caress Josef's cheek. "I wouldn't have fallen in love with you if you didn't. And I wouldn't be with you and be completely faithful to you. You're the one, Josef. You've always been the one."

Josef didn't answer, but his smile was all that Mick needed for him to know that he'd said the right thing. He lay back against the pillows with his lover clasped in his arms, a satisfied smile on his face, staring up at the ceiling of the dim room and waiting for sleep to overtake them both.

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