"Tommy no," Gar laughs at that, but his eyes move over the other's chest.
He shifts to pull off his own shirt after a moment's hesitation because while he's not really, really showing his body is definitely changing and showing Tommy makes him feel a bit self-conscious.
Well, yeah, he is softening a little. But in that way that makes Tommy make a soft, delighted noise. Stupid instincts. But he also appreciates them. He immediately leans in to start peppering Gar's belly with kisses.
Gar laughs again when the other presses kisses to his belly and he feels a little relieved that it didn't seem like Tommy thought it was a turn off. He'd been worried, he couldn't help it.
He slid his hand over the other's shoulder as the other pressed those kisses over him. "I love you so much."
"I love you too," Tommy whispers against his skin, slowly kissing up Gar's chest.
It's not often Tommy gave Gar something that could really be called slow, tender. Tommy doesn't make love. Except right now. Right now that is clearly his intention.
Gar savors those words and the way the other kisses up his torso slowly. Things with Tommy are always fast and he's never had a problem with that but this is different and there was something special about it.
He bites his lips as his fingers trace over the other's arm, his bicep to his shoulder.
Gar shudders beneath him, a quiet moan as the other nips at the mark, biting his lip after. His fingers were curled into the back of his neck, tightening ever so slightly.
Yeah, it's a super weighty thing to say for him. But yeah, he can be guided up to be kissed, and he offers the lightest one back to Gar. This? This is good he decides. Being with Gar is good.
Gar shifts to hold Tommy close for a moment as he kisses him gently. He's so relieved to not be alone that they're together again and that he doesn't have to worry about doing all this alone.
Don't count your chickens before they hatch, Gar. Tommy's still a hero. He's not giving that up. He could well die. But he isn't thinking that, he's too busy thinking about how to keep the kiss slow and sweet and soft. His brain is just trying so hard to stay at a normal person pace.
So is Gar. Do you think he’ll give that up once the baby is born? It’s a
part of his identity too. They both will just have a lot more to lose...
but eventually he can practically feel Tommy struggling. He shifts back
and breaks the kiss.
"I want this slow," Tommy counters, looking at Gar. His expression is as soft as his lips had been. "This time, please. I want it to be slow and sweet. I want to... Make love to you."
"Good, because I want you, and I want us too," Gar says, and he's not worried about the pillows or anything else because all he needs is Tommy. He brushes his fingers through his hair and draws him into another kiss taking his time with it.
Gar relaxes beneath Tommy. This is different. This is completely different from how they usually have sex. And Gar definitely had never had any complaints but he also hadn't considered this a possibility with Tommy. There were a lot of things Tommy didn't do. Slow... savory was one of those things.
Gar's hand drew over the back of the other's neck over his upper back as he gives into the kiss entirely.
Takes a while for Tommy to pull away from the kiss, but once he does, he starts kissing down Gar's stomach again. Got to get back to those pants which are in the way.
Gar inhales as the other kisses along his stomach again, flushing a little. He wonders if despite how Tommy's acting now when he's more obvious if Tommy will think he's unattractive. He really can't help the thought unbidden as it was. He's careful not to let it stick, a problem for another day.
Instead he wiggles his hips a little inviting the other to hurry along and pull off his pants which were a loose fit. "Can you tell how much I'm needing you?" he whispers.
"I can tell," Tommy agrees, a free hand moving to cup at Gar's clearly hard length through his pants. But he didn't make a move to take them off. "But damn, I feel like I should unwrap you slowly and savor you."
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He immediately pulls his shirt off and smiles at Gar. "Let see if I still can't make you beg for my kids."
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He shifts to pull off his own shirt after a moment's hesitation because while he's not really, really showing his body is definitely changing and showing Tommy makes him feel a bit self-conscious.
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He slid his hand over the other's shoulder as the other pressed those kisses over him. "I love you so much."
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It's not often Tommy gave Gar something that could really be called slow, tender. Tommy doesn't make love. Except right now. Right now that is clearly his intention.
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He bites his lips as his fingers trace over the other's arm, his bicep to his shoulder.
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"Tommy..." it's all he could manage something about those whispered words made his throat feel thick.
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"I'm gonna be yours, okay? And we'll take care of each other."
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"Promise?" he whispers.
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Tommy doesn't make promises. Because he knows that he'll fail in them. That he shouldn't be depended on.
"I promise."
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"I promise too," he returns, using his hold on the other's neck to gently guide him to kissing him softly on the lips.
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So is Gar. Do you think he’ll give that up once the baby is born? It’s a part of his identity too. They both will just have a lot more to lose... but eventually he can practically feel Tommy struggling. He shifts back and breaks the kiss.
“I love you, Tommy, you don’t gotta try so hard.”
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And... Gar really likes the sound of it, Tommy making love to him.
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Gar's hand drew over the back of the other's neck over his upper back as he gives into the kiss entirely.
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Instead he wiggles his hips a little inviting the other to hurry along and pull off his pants which were a loose fit. "Can you tell how much I'm needing you?" he whispers.
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Indeed