Cherish

“Jesus bloody Christ!” David hurried from the bathroom, body still dripping from the shower he’d just left, and wrapping towel about his narrow hips. The persistent and urgent knocking at the door had him scowling. “What the hell do you want?” he demanded, throwing open the door.

David’s heart sped up to see the bowed dark head of the man who leaned into the doorway, his large hands flattened against the frame on either side. It made Karl look broader, and when he lifted his head slowly David hissed in a breath at the fire burning in those intense eyes.

“Do you have any idea what I’ve been through since yesterday?” the Kiwi demanded, pushing up and into the room, forcing the Aussie back, and slamming the door behind him. “I went to Viggo, and made a bloody fool of myself lamenting your loss to a man who calmly told me you’d left him, and went to find me. I called your place, to learn your number no longer existed, went to my old hotel and to the filming set all to learn you’d been there. At the airport I argued with some fucking bitch who kept telling me ‘I cannot disclose that information’ over and over again until I was ready to reach over the bloody counter and squeeze her neck until her head popped.

“I managed to get a flight, but had a four-hour wait, and security finally came to tell me that I was wearing a hole in the floor pacing and could I please sit my bloody ass down? I took the longest flight I’ve ever been on, cursing the fact that Australia and New Zealand are at the ‘other end of the world’ as everyone persists in saying, and spent the night at the bloody airport here calling every hotel looking for you. If I ever again hear ‘I’m sorry, Sir, but I cannot give out that information’ one more time I’ll shoot the next person who says it. Finally exploding on the phone I terrified the poor clerk into admitting you were here and what room you were in. Of course, this was the last hotel listed in the book so you actually were in the last place I looked. Go bloody figure.”

David stumbled over his own feet as he backed from the ranting man, his blue eyes saucer wide at the tirade spewing from the man as he kept deliberately advancing. His heart sped, his mouth was dry, and his palms damp from other than the shower he’d just left. His back banged into the wall, and he winced at the sudden painful contact. His heart halted when Karl’s broad hands fell flat on the wall on either side of his head, his body leaned into his to effectively prevent his escape. Those eyes were aflame, and David wondered how well of a handle on his rage the man had?

Karl’s eyes blazed, and his lips were pulled back to a thin line over his bared teeth. His eyes took in the droplets of water dripping from the spiked short red hair and fell to the wonderfully smooth and broad bare chest and shoulders. The drops made tempting rivulets down the arms and down the abdomen into the towel wrapped tightly about those thin hips. His mouth watered, and Karl’s eyes slowly rose to the blue ones that were so wide he could see himself in the irises. He let one hand fall heavily to the Aussie’s shoulder, and that man swallowed hard and his eyes fell shut as he tensed up in preparation for whatever the Kiwi had in mind.

A sudden smile softened the handsome New Zealander’s face, and he very softly touched his lips to the ones that were tightly pressed together in wariness. Keeping his own eyes open Karl saw the blue ones that flew open in surprise. “You wonderful, romantic, bloody insane man,” he breathed against David’s lips. “You left everything behind, and came here after me.” His hand lifted to tilt the handsome face up and cradle it in his palm. “I love you,” he whispered.

Groaning David’s whole body eased, and he caught Karl’s shirt in two tight fists. “Say it again,” he huskily demanded, needing to hear it.

“I love you.” Karl kissed him softly twice. “I love you.” Twice more, this time longer. “I love you,” and this time his tongue thrust inside the heat of his mouth and urged the other man’s tongue to a duel that left them both breathless and heated.

“I thought you hated me,” David confessed.

“I did. I hated you for going to Viggo, but I couldn’t stop loving you. You broke my heart, but when Viggo said you went after me…” Catching David’s face in both hands now he glared down at him. “I won’t let you go back to him.”

“I left him,” David firmly stated. “I loved him, but I finally realized when I confronted him that I didn’t love him as much as I had before because you came into my life, and you started to steal little parts of my heart.” Worry clouded his eyes. “I don’t love you, Karl, but I’m falling.”

“I can accept that,” the dark haired man smiled. “After all, I’m a bloody lovable bloke so it shouldn’t take you too long to be in love with me.”

David laughed, and his vision blurred with joyous tears. When Karl began to kiss each falling tear away he wrapped his arms around the man to hold him close. The kisses were now spreading over his face, leaving no inch untouched. The softly full lips swept over his forehead, his brows, over his eyelids, down his nose, across the sweep of his cheekbones and down to his jaw to follow the line of it to his chin and up it until they finally settled over his mouth, and clung there for long and glorious moments. David had never before felt so cherished as he did now.

“You’re not agreeing with me fast enough,” Karl smiled against the curve of bottom lip that he now traced with the tip of his tongue, teasing it away from its mate so he could fleetingly touch the white teeth before breaking the kiss. “Maybe you were too overtaken with my charms to hear me properly. I’ll repeat myself and you can obediently agree. I said, ‘I’m a bloody lovable bloke so it shouldn’t take you long to be in love with me.’ Now you say…”

“Shut up and kiss me.”

“Er, no, butl acl accept it for…” David’s mouth fused hard to his, and stole his breath away, his tongue thrusting suggestively until Karl pressed his body hard into the still wetly heated one of the other man’s. His hands slid down damp shoulders and over the heaving chest, feeling the pebbly little nipples that scraped at his palms. David’s skin was still warm from the shower, and smooth though Karl’s hands left behind a spreading of gooseflesh from his touch. The stomach fluttered in reaction to his questing hands, and then they curled against the slight curve of hips and drew the man closer to him.

David moaned at the feel of two obvious erections crushed one against the other as they now began to demandingly shift and sway with a friction that drove him to distraction. Karl’s slightly callused hands now slowly trailed up his back, and then followed the line of his spine back down to his ass, the long and thick fingers clenching and unclenching on the firm tmoonmoons and drawing him up more as the Kiwi’s hips pumped against him. “Crike, just take your clothes off and let’s go to bed!” he growled, one thigh insinuating between the dark haired man’s legs. He gave a sharp little nip to Karl’s chin, and scraped his teeth down the column of his throat.

“Oh bloody hell, I don’t think I’ll last long enough to drop my trousers!” Karl moaned, pressed against David’s thigh, and shuddered. Leaning heavily into the redhead he trembled, tiny aftershocks of pleasure rocking his body.

Still sporting a raging hard-on David groaned, shifting restlessly against the other man. “I’m still hard as bloody hell.”

“Really?” Karl moved back, ignoring the growl of denial from his redheaded lover, and whipped the towel off those tempting hips. A throbbing erection jutted proudly from a nest of strawberry-blond curls, the tip glistening with pre-cum. Karl stared his fill, finding beauty in the thick blue veins that climbed the swollen length of flesh, the appearance of thin silky skin over a rod of steel, and the slight curve of it making the engorged head reach towards his navel. “Bloody beautiful,” he breathed, falling to his knees and clasping the narrow hips in his hands to hold the man still while he rubbed his face against the erection.

David swallowed hard, awed by the reverence with which Karl touched him. The soft scrape of stubble against his sensitive cock made him shiver and nearly buck, and then a much different sensation of feathery kisses from moist full lips. Chest heaving as he panted David realized that if Karl took him into his mouth he wouldn’t last one suck. A slick tongue snaked through his pubic curls, wound around the length of his cock, and flicked the pearl of seed at the head. He watched that wonderful mouth open wide, watched the dark head lift as a hand gripped his arousal still, and then his member slid into a hot and damp cavity that wrapped tight around him. Lights exploded before his eyes as he reached out to grasp Karl by the hair. “Karl!” he cried, rocked to his toes by his orgasm.

Karl pulled the man to the floor to hold him close, and press soft kisses to his face. David sighed, and forced his eyes open. “You need to let your hair grow again, mate. It’s bloody hard to hold onto you with that buzz cut.”

“I’ll grown it back if you get a little more stamina,” Karl teased, planting a small kiss on the other man’s mouth. “I really thought you’d last longer.”

“This from the man who came in his pants,” the redhead shot with tender affection.

“I’m tired, and I’ve been holding that in since I first saw you in the States. I had a valid reason to lose it so soon.” Resting his forehead against David’s he smiled. “We could… take a nap, rebuild our strength, and try again. Besides, I really need to get out of these bloody messy pants now.”

“I think I like having that kind of power over you,” David’s brows waggled.

“Yeah, well, just remember how long you lasted once I took you into my mouth. I’d say I have some power over you too,” Karl nodded.

“Are we going to argue the point, or get you naked and in bed?”

“Bloody impatient, aren’t you?”

David felt no remorse. “I’ve been waiting a long time for you, Karl.”

A yawn blurred the Kiwi’s vision. He blinked to clear it. “Think you can wait until I have a few hours of sleep, love?”

“For you? I’d wait as long as I need to.”

“Romantic bloke,” Karl dreamily smiled. His eyes fluttered shut.

David helped him up, and to the bed. Undressing him as he began to snore softly he crawled in beside his lover and pulled the covers over them. “I don’t think it will take me long at all to love you, Karl Urban,” he whispered before kissing the full lips. He was happy, very happy, and he snuggled close, feeling one of Karl’s arms possessively wrap about him.

The End.