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Grian broke his rule about kissing Mumbo almost immediately. He couldn’t resist giving the man a soft kiss after they headed upstairs for bed. Grian had looked at Mumbo, and saw that his nose was still dark from his costume. It was so disarmingly charming. It was so human of Mumbo. He forgot to clean his nose. Grian felt the urge to kiss his nose and he moved in for a kiss because it would be far easier to explain than if he kissed his nose. Mumbo immediately turned into the kiss, gleefully accepting his affections.
Grian pulled away or rather tried to, as Mumbo grasped the front of his tank top and pulled him into a much deeper kiss. The pair forgetting the world as they made out in the corridor, in the space between their room doors. Grian couldn’t help but smile into the kiss, as Mumbo held him so close, so needily. It was as if he was addicted to the press of his lips and Grian understood. He was near breathless when they did finally part.
Mumbo didn’t let go of him and Grian raised an eyebrow at that. “Perhaps… we should go to your room to…” Mumbo trailed off suggestively. Maybe it was the best time after what happened, or it could be the best idea. Nothing like a roll around in bed, to banish the remaining guilt and worry. Even though they did manage to get Scar to eventually to put the laptop away and go to bed. The guild still sat in Grian but not enough to turn Mumbo down.
They had suffered after all. They might as well at least get the pleasure they had suffered for. Grian nodded and grasped Mumbo’s hand in his. “I think we should.” He told him and gently led him to his bedroom. It was odd to do it here. Grian hadn’t really had Mumbo in his room too much. It was always in Mumbo’s room or the room down the corridor. It felt a little surreal actually. He had dreamt more times of this than it had happened to him in his waking life.
Mumbo climbed onto his bed and grinned. “Come here.” He ordered to Grian, who almost gave up on turning on the lamps, to rush to the bed and answer that call. Instead Grian switched on both bed side table lamps and stripped slowly. He could feel Mumbo’s impatience… thick and needy in the air. Grian loved it. He loved winding the man up until the prissy thoughtful man became a demanding brat. It never took long.
Mumbo reached over and pulled at him, which was funny. As if Grian didn’t want to go, he had more than enough strength to resist. Grian let him move him to cover him. Grian looked down at Mumbo under him. “Hello there.” Grian greeted him even though they were near panting, their cocks pushing against each other’s stomachs. Mumbo tried to grind against him, his en-clothed cock twitching against Grian’s stomach. “Oh…” Grian teased. “All worked up and helpless?” He was rewarded by Mumbo moaning loudly.
Grian snatched up his wrists and pinned them to the sheets. “Oh yes.” He growled, feeling how Mumbo arched against him, his desperate little whines. Grian loved how he didn’t have to do much before Mumbo was a whimpering mess. He squeezed his wrists, not to hurt but to remind him how much he was trapped. “Now…” Grian continued. “You wanted me here and now you got me.” He bucked once, his cock sliding against Mumbo’s tank top, leaving a line of precum against the white fabric.
Mumbo arched with a panting moan, so needy that Grian felt so damn proud of himself. He had really got better at this. Mumbo certainly thought so. Grian could see the way the man threw his head back just asking for a love bite… Grian moved to bury his face against his throat. The pair rutting against each other as he sucked a large love bite on Mumbo’s throat. He pulled back gasping. He looked down at the breathless man, finding himself lost in his dark eyes. Mumbo licked his lips. “Fuck me.” A simple order, one Grian was happy to obey.
Grian had to grab the lube, in doing so he had to let go of his wrists and Mumbo gamely held his hands against the pillows while Grian did so. He managed to get Mumbo’s bottoms down his thighs and the lube open before Grian placed a hand back on Mumbo’s wrists. His slick fingers going between his legs to press into him, just one finger but the way Mumbo pressed back meant he was soon on two, then three until Mumbo was just begging and grinding back.
Grian slicked his cock up quickly and moved between his legs. His cock smeared wetly over him before pressing slowly into him. He found himself gasping as he filled him. Mumbo was just as eager as always, wrapping his legs around him, giving up on being helpless, not when he could use his legs to pull Grian deeper. “Fucking greedy.” He growled in his ear.
Mumbo moaned louder and dug his feet into Grian’s lower back. “Always… when it is you.” Mumbo confirmed before clenching down on Grian’s cock. Any thought of answering him back was lost, when Mumbo did that. How could Grian concentrate on anything but trying not to cum? Mumbo must have realised because he did it again.
Grian opened his eyes to look at the man, who just smirked back at him. Well two could play at that. Grian pulled out slowly, making sure to drag his cock over his sweet spot making Mumbo buck up and grind back before Grian drove forwards, fucking into him making him moan his name longer. It stopped being a competition after that. The pair was soon lost in trying to make it good for each other, both of them finishing with gasps and moans as they lay there in a sweaty mess.
Grian pulled out carefully and rolled to the side. “Fuck.” He managed before Mumbo rolled over to spoon him. His needy guy. Grian loved it and let Mumbo tuck him against him. The way the pair fitted together was everything. They wrapped around each other, both one half of a whole. They ended up falling asleep like this, with Grian’s head tucked under his chin and Mumbo’s arms around him, their fingers linked, their heart beats in sync, their breathing in tandem. Their dreams were filled with other lives the only thing linking them was the love they had not that the would remember them come the morning. They would only recall the yearning they had for each other, and strange flashes of different worlds.