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ALWAYS COME BACK

They may be a rambler, a gambler, always on the run, a wanted criminal, someone with a higher calling, or just not the type to spend time with you (which may be fine by you), yet somehow, they'll always find their way back to your door. And they'll, again and again, find themselves wanting you, for support, for healing, for feeling alive, for venting frustration and anger, for anything and everything at all.

You'll welcome them with open arms...and an open heart, because you want them close, too.

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Arkady often wished Ashley didn't drive Sir Thomas away so much, even if he understood why his brother was so jealous. Ashley insisted on monopolizing his brother's attention. Of course, Arkady was very close with his brother and doted on his younger sibling, but Arkady was also the kind of person who liked to have his cake and eat it. He wanted Thomas too.

That was why he insisted on sending Ashley to do some out of town business in his stead, since Arkady had a few projects and tests that he couldn't put off forever. Ashley had pouted, but ultimately agreed. Besides, Arkady felt it was important for Ashley to be given some responsibilities.

When the knock at the door came, Arkady already suspected who it was. He opened the door and grinned, "Thomas. Do come in," Arkady stood aside to allow the other man to enter.

Thomas smiled, stepping easily into the residence, turning to face Arkady as he did. His eyes moved up and down the length of the man, not even bothering to hide what he was doing. A part of him knew that he should have. A part of him knew he shouldn't even be there, but he didn't listen to any of that.

Instead, he pushed the little voice away.

"Arkady," he murmured. "It's been too long. Is your brother home?" Stepping closer, he offered his hand to Arkady. "I thought I should come visit. We should spend time together more often, my friend."

Arkady smirked at Thomas' wandering eyes. Those lovely, blue eyes. He felt a little scandalous, going behind Ashley's back, but it wasn't as if Ashley wasn't sleeping with people behind Arkady's back.

"He's out of town, actually, and won't be back for a week." He took the offered hand. "I would love to spend time with you, Sir Thomas. It's been far too long. Perhaps you'd like a bit of tea?"

Thomas smiled. Knowing that they did not have the overarching brother ready to swoop in, he threaded his fingers with Arkady's and stepped much closer to him. "I think I'd like something a little warmer than tea," he murmured softly. His other hand reached up, gently brushing against Arkady's shoulder. "It's been far too long... And I have missed you."

Arkady smirked, tightening his fingers with Thomas', while his other hand touched the Englishman's cheekbone, admiring his handsome face. "And I you, dear friend. Come, let us retreat somewhere more private."

Still holding Thomas' hand, Arkady guided Thomas up the stairs, to his room. He told a passing servant that they weren't to be disturbed. Arkady's room was just as dark and macabre as before, with its eerie paintings, eldrich figurines, and potions cabinet.

"Please, do make yourself at home."

"Glad to see nothing has changed." Thomas shrugged off his jacket and draped it, before turning to face Arkady. His hands moved up to his neck, untying the drape of fabric around his neck. "I do love this room," he murmured. And he meant it. It was so dark, so different, so very much Arkady.

Undoing the top button on his shirt, he gazed at Arkady. "It's been too long," he murmured. "How are things with you?" He stepped closer, yet hesitating. "Perhaps a drink first?"

So many were turned off by Arkady's taste in decor. Arkady did get a sick little thrill out of scaring away his potential suitors, and then finding one who shared his rather unusual taste, such as Thomas. It was one of many reasons why he liked the other man.

"I can't complain." His hand wandered up Thomas' side, touching him through the fabric. "I keep a bit of wine here in the room. Or perhaps you'd prefer a bit of bourbon?"

"Mmm, a bourbon would be lovely." Thomas stepped forward, wrapping his arms around Arkady's waist, pulling him in close. As nice as a drink would be, he wondered if he would even let Arkady pull it.

Leaning in close, Thomas too his hand and kissed the knuckles. "I dare, I must say I have a confession. It's been very long since I've said my last. Will you hear me?"

Arkady didn't resist the other man's embrace, and wrapped one of his arms around Thomas' waist in return. Much as Thomas was obviously reluctant to let Arkady go, he too wasn't very eager to let the other man out of his arms.

"Of course," Arkady pulled Thomas' hand in and pressed the back of his hand to his lips. "What troubles you?"

"Mmm, forgive me, for I have sinned." He smiled and let his fingers trail down the length of Arkady's chest. "I have had wicked thoughts. A man invades my mind when I'm all alone." He chuckled, leaning in close, brushing his lips against Arkady's ear. "A man that I very much envision touching me. Doing things to me and me to him," he purred. "And yet, I can't have this man..." He pulled back, giving Arkady a pouty look. "He lives with another who doesn't like me."

His fingers trail back up to Arkady's lips, letting his thumb brush along the bottom one. "What should I do when all I can think about is him?"

Arkady shuddered, feeling Thomas' breath on his ear, like a caress. The hand on Tomas' waist trailed up, so he could rub circles on his lower back idly. It was all he could do not to just throw the other man on the bed already.

"That's quite the dilemma," Arkady whispered against Thomas' thumb. He kissed it before continuing, "It sounds as if you're very attracted to this man indeed, and unless he is a great fool, I think he's very attracted to you too, and also envisions doing dirty things to you."

He kissed the thumb again. "I would say you should throw caution to the wind, and simply go for it." This time he took the digit into his mouth, sucking on it lightly.

Thomas moaned, not even bothering to hide it. His eyes darkened and he stepped in as close as he could without pouncing Arkady. "I want to. I want to throw caution and him around." He chuckled, letting one of his hands trail down Arkady to his hip. "Sometimes I want him so badly it hurts. I feel like I will die, the separation would kill me."

Thomas' tongue darted out, licking his bottom lip, slowly, teasingly almost. "I'd love to know what he envisions. And share with him some of my own wicked fantasies." Leaning in, Thomas kissed his neck, nuzzling it up to his ear.

"The last time? He took me so hard I couldn't walk. All I wanted was to feel him back inside me."

Arkady shuddered, a low moan escaping his lips at the feel of that tongue. He wanted nothing more than to take it into his mouth and suck on it, kiss the other man deeply, claim his mouth. Instead, he closed his eyes an listened to Thomas speak some more, list the things he wanted Arkady to do to him.

"I'm sure he aches for you too. He would be a fool if he didn't." His hand slid up the back of Thomas' shirt, feeling the bare skin. "I'm sure he'd tell you that he'd dreamed of pinning you down, gripping you by the wrists and fucking you from behind. I'm also quite positive that he'd love to hear any wicked fantasies you may have."

"Oh please, please tell him that I'd let him fuck me anyway he wanted." Thomas grinned. "I'm his to claim."

Leaning in, he wrapped his arms around Arkady and kissed him passionately. The kiss was hot, all wet and sloppy as Thomas lost himself in how badly he had wanted this man. One of his hands slipped down, pressing against Arkady's thigh. "Take me. Take me anyway that you wish."

Arkady returned the kiss eagerly, wrapping both arms around Thomas this time and pressing their bodies together. His tongue slid past the other man's lips, deepening the kiss and exploring every inch of his mouth. The kiss was hungry and desperate, all his desire for Thomas conveyed through the action.

When the kiss broke, Arkady let out a shuddering breath. He could feel his groin stir, the first hint that his cock wanted to get hard.

"I shall," Both hands gripped Thomas' shirt and pulled it off him, exposing his chest. He leaned down to press lips to his lover's shoulder as he worked on Thomas' pants.

"Arkady," he moaned. His own hands moved up into Arkady's hair, caressing his scalp as his lover worked on freeing him of his clothing. With a smirk, Thomas began to inch backwards to the bed, not caring too much if they both fell. He chuckled into the kiss, tugging Arkady with him.

His eyes darkened with lust. "Take me. It's been too long and I am yours. I always will be."

"Yes. Mine," Arkady growled lustfully. When they reached the bed, Arkady allowed them both to fall into it, with himself on top of the other man. He gazed down at Thomas, desire in his dark eyes.

His own shirt went over his head and twas tossed aside, leaning back down, he pressed their bodies together, moaning at the feeling of their bare skin touching. Their lips met again, while his hand went between Thomas's legs, pulling his cock out and wrapping his fingers around it, starting to stroke it.

Thomas raised his shoulders enough to shimmy out of his shirt, leaving it beneath him on the bed. His arms wrapped around Arkady and his legs easily parted for him. "Yes," he moaned, wanting nothing more than to be claimed by him, over and over again. A shiver ran through him as he stared hungrily up at Arkady.

And then he was being touched. Crying out in pleasure, his body bucked up into Arkady's warm hand, moaning into his mouth as his tongue begged for entrance. "Please," he whispered, writhing beneath him, as every touch was just not enough.

Arkady stroked Thomas a few more times, to get him hungry for more, before taking his hand off the other man's length. It was only to unbutton his own pants, and slip out of them, giving Thomas a nice view of his nude form and hard cock.

He was just as eager as Thomas for this, having not felt the Englishman's touch in far too long. Arkady reached over to his drawer and got out a vial of oil, slicking up his fingers.

"Tell me you want me," Arkady growled, his hand going between Thomas' legs again, this time prodding his entrance with oil-slicked fingers.

The minute Arkady pulled away from him, even for a second, Thomas went to work. His hips bucked up off the bed and he shimmied out of his trousers, pulling one leg out and leaving them dangling off his other ankle in his haste. His eyes never left Arkady for a second, staring at him as his own cock twitched, bouncing against his belly.

"You," he murmured, his legs parting and his body reacting to Arkady with ease. His head fell back against the bed as he groaned in pleasure. "Touching myself isn't the same. It's not you... Want you when you're not around," he begged. "Hate not being able to see you."

Licking his lips, Thomas thrust down against Arkady's hand, squirming for more.

"You don't have to imagine it today. Tonight, you belong to me and me alone," Leaning down, Arkady bites Thomas on the shoulder, just hard enough to leave teeth marks, but not break the skin. He wanted to claim Thomas, and much as he wanted to let everybody know that Thomas was claimed, the spot he bit could easily be covered by a shirt collar.

The finger inside Thomas worked him open, and Arkady added a second finger, so he could scissor them. His cock was hard and aching by now, and it took all of Arkady's willpower to not yet pull out his fingers and just thrust into the other man's body.

"Yes.... Arkady, yes."

Whatever he wanted, whatever he asked for, Thomas would give it to him. Too long he'd been frustrated, wanting for more. A shiver ran through him as he let his own hands reached out, clawing at the bed.

He knew that Arkady was waiting, prepping him, but he wanted it now. He whimpered impatiently.

Arkady felt like he would go mad if he had to wait any longer, for his cock was hard and throbbing, and it longed to be inside the other man already. Arkady wanted to fuck Thomas until he couldn't move.

Feeling that Thomas was prepared enough, and hearing the other man practically beg for him, Arkady pulled out his fingers and took only a few seconds to lubricate his cock, before thrusting into Thomas with a loud moan.

"Thomas! Yes!"

He let himself just sit inside Thomas for now, letting them both get used to the penetration.

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