In the room they were reunited guests. Against the wall was a long table full of drinks and snacks. The music started to liven up the atmosphere. Martin started a little curious to examine the place, the decor was very good and he appreciated the ornaments placed for the festival. Then he noticed another table on the other side and walked towards there. On that table the guests had left their birthday gifts to him. The blond was distracted a bit with it until in a moment realized with great astonishment that Richard was sitting on a chair not far from him. His pulse quickened, felt his body paralyzed and his heart almost was out of his chest because Richard did not seem distracted, however he was staring at him closely, austere, serious, with a deep and penetrating gaze. Martin felt an oppressive feeling in his stomach because Richard was dressed too handsome, with black shirt half unbuttoned, something that Martin could never resist, which always drove him crazy. His male chest loomed. Richard continued to stare at him with a slight frown. “What the hell is he doing here?” It would have been too stupid to think that he had been taken by manipulation or force and it had certainly not been the case. He did not know but Richard had gone on his own will.
Richard also wore dark jeans, the same color as him; anyone would have thought that both had bought them in the same place. He wore black shoes with white soles, Martin knew were his favorites shoes and not only that, he himself had given them to him a couple of months ago, even they had gone to buy together. Martin felt his blood run cold, but could not move away or stop seeing Richard. Their eyes were still found each other. But although serious, Richard did not seem bothered. During that time Martin almost felt as if time had stopped just for them, ignored the resounding music of the party and bustle of the guests who began to enjoy drinks.
At one point Richard rubbed both hands on his jeans and at last stood up from his place and moved toward him, moving with the great desire to take Martin in his arms. Martin looked so cute that night, his golden hair seemed to overshadow the bright lights of colors that Aidan and Dean had specially installed for the meeting.
“Richard ahh…” he mumbled hesitantly, being closer to him and glanced at the floor doubtful, fearful, very shy. He could not help the blush climb all over his face.
“Martin….” Richard said softly. Definitely he did not seem spiteful. His voice was very sweet and smooth.
Martin felt shook.
“What are you doing here? I thought…” the nervousness of the blond grew up.
“Ian convinced me to come…” Richard’s voice sounded in a seductive whisper of alpha male.
“Oh well…” Martin felt his voice and feelings could betray him at any time, he felt too uncomfortable but also too happy. Before he could finish pronounce that last, suddenly felt the hand of Richard taking his chin and making raise his face to face with him. Suddenly Richard gave him a subtle kiss on the cheek, in the vicinity of the corner of his mouth. Martin shuddered even more, he felt he could not to resist more emotion and although he greatly felt strange due the act of Richard he sensed the logic could betray him. Richard had kissed his cheek but actually internally Richard was desperate to seize his lips.
Martin allowed that sublime expression of love but then also noticed that Richard seemed a little drunk. And so it was, he could notice a little alcohol in him. Maybe Richard had drunk a bit in order to take some courage to approach Martin. But Richard just had drunk a couple of drinks before Martin came to the party, which had not yet been so drunk, so Richard was aware of what he was doing, what he had really been looking forward to do since morning, but he also could realize that alcohol had gave him courage.
“Happy Birthday, kitten…” Richard whispered in his ear that made Martin got even more blush. The blond suddenly felt the arms of Richard gently surround his body and around his waist. He felt his warmth body, his breath. Martin felt his masculine scent, what he had missed so much to smell so close.
“Richard…thanks but … I don’t understand why…” Martin tried awkwardly to wriggle out of his arms, not because it was something he didn’t want but because he didn’t want that to happen that way, being Richard out of his senses, as he guessed an instant. And especially because all it was being too much weird.
“Don’t worry, I’m not drunk…yet” Richard said and laughed and then lightly nibbled on one ear of the blond. At that time Aidan and Dean realized with joy what was happening. The plan seemed to go very well, much better than they had imagined.
“Well, I think actually you’re…” whispered Martin still feeling the pleasant sensation of being in his arms.
“Forget about how I am, kitten, just enjoy the party, I just want you be very happy tonight” Richard whispered again seductively close to his ear and Martin felt Richard’s hands began to caress daring his back and then his butt. But Martin’s body remained rigid and hesitant but Richard could not even realize it, he was starting to get dizzy a little. Perhaps the spirit of those drinks that had drunk had achieved soon to disperse throughout his bloodstream. But that intoxication did not prevent he realized how beautiful and sweet Martin looked into his arms.
“That’s the cravat that I gave you the day of the amusement park, right?” Richard sexy muttered in his ear. Martin felt the tingle of his voice speaking soft “You look so beautiful, Martin”.
"Err…yes, and I see that you’re wearing your favorite shoes…” said Martin a bit shy.
“Haha, yes. You gave me them, naughty kitten” Richard continued talking in seductive tone.
“I’m so glad you’re here…” murmured the blond hesitantly, and then wished to hide his face so that no one would notice his blush.
Richard did not fail to admire his sweet ingenuous and shy expression.
“The truth is that this afternoon I forgot to give you your gift” Richard took from his pocket a small box with a ribbon. At that time, although did not wanted, Martin briefly recalled the cruel act that Richard had been to him a few hours ago when contemptuously had gave to him that pair of condoms. But he quickly dismissed the bad memory from his mind. Now everything was going different.
“Oh thank you very much Richard…it’s so cute of you” embarrassed Martin said.
“Please forgive me for what I did a while ago, I was a jerk”
“O-oh, don’t worry, it doesn’t matter anymore…” Martin laughed a little nervous and then still hesitant he encouraged to touch Richard’s chest at last. Richard smiled in sexy way.
“I hope you like this gift…although I regret that it can’t be so flashy and valuable as this disc of Soul what you longed”
“Oh never mind Rich, it is much more pleasant for me…that you’re here with me” Martin began also to add a sensual and provocative tone to his whispery voice.
Richard squeezed his body against his and started kissing gently behind his ear. Martin felt more tingling, plus Richard’s beard was stinging him a little but he liked it.
“You look so beautiful kitten, you smell so delicious…as sweet as you’re” Richard whispered. Martin could hear well him because at that time still did not increase the volume of the music too much. But Martin still felt very surprised by the attitude of Richard to him.
“Hey Richie, I have a little thirsty, let me go for a drink at the table, okay?” Martin felt weird and silly, had dared to call him with that affectionate nickname. But it did not seem to bother to Richard this time. By contrast, Richard felt happy to hear calling him so and then tenderly stroked his cheek.
“Okay naughty kitten, meanwhile I’ll be there on the couch waiting for you to sit on my lap, okay? Don’t take so long, please” Richard again nibbled his ear and stroked his back more recklessly. Then let him go.
“Okay…I won’t take long, Rich” Martin spoke with great coquetry.
When Martin came to the table he not stopped feeling blushed and not faded from his face a smile of excitement about what had happened between he and Richard. Everything seemed to be a dream. He was foolishly dazzled. An invasive tingling feeling in his stomach and his heart racing him only to remember that Richard had returned to have that tender and seductive attitude toward him.
Martin went to pour a drink with enough alcohol. He also wanted to feel elated to be a bit more on par with Richard. His smile never ceased and almost wished sing for joy. It was not long for Aidan and Dean came to him and gave him some friendly slaps on the back. They were really happy to see them together.
“Hey Martin, little hobbit!! Congratulations! But congratulations because of your reconciliation with Richard, I knew you two couldn’t help to be together too long” said Aidan glad.
“And above all we knew perfectly well that Richard could not resist to you, he loves you too much" said Dean while served some drinks as well.
“Thanks guys …I really don’t know what the hell is going on, but… I feel very happy and excited” said Martin doubtfully, still flushed, but raising his voice slightly to be heard because in background the music began to be a little high.
“We also have no an explanation for this, little hobbit, but we are very happy to see you two together again and we hope this always be like this, and hope that from now you two ignore all these misunderstandings!” Aidan exclaimed happily.
Martin took his drink, he felt a burning feeling when the liquid went down his throat, certainly he had served too much alcohol. The bitterness remained in his mouth, but he decided to drink more to finish its content, to the time when Aidan and Dean did not stop to cheer him by his relationship with Richard.
After a few minutes Martin walked over to where Richard was waiting for him, with glass in hand, this was the second. He sat on his lap recklessly and Richard rested one hand on his waist a little abruptly because he had also drunk a little more for that moment and his movements were already being a little clumsy though he didn’t want.
“You took so long kitten, I began to despair” Richard spoke softly.
“Oh sorry Richie… it was not my intention” said the blond with sweet voice. He blushed again.
“Don’t worry my hobbit, what only matter is that you are now here… sitting on my lap” Richard spoke seductively smiling and gently stroked a lock of his blond hair. When trying to appeal more to Martin against his body inevitably he caused that the blond spilled a little of the contents from his cup on the floor. Both laughed at it and not long after Martin sat again and then leaned forward and dared to steal a kiss from the lips of Richard. The kiss felt soft, their tongues a little numb by alcohol found subtly each other, they had not done for a couple of weeks, just on the birthday of Richard that time when they said goodbye on the set minutes before Benedict made shattered their relationship with his cruel infamy. Since then they had not joined lips in a kiss and even though now the alcohol had stunned them, unconsciously their bodies needed each other.
Martin leaned his glass on the floor, there was not another place nearby where leave it at that time. The kiss ceased during that short time but when Martin returned to sit Richard took his face gently with both hands, and this time he was who kissed him. Despite the awkwardness of his movements and the almost void of his feelings, Martin felt Richard’s mouth deepened desperately for his, felt the roughness of his beard on his chin, Richard’s hands caressing his waist and he put his hands on his shoulders, stroking firmly and oscillating.
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