[FIN] Work is Home (Viorel & Cosmitrius)

[Melomar]

Viorel was all smiles. What he felt with Cosmitrius seemed to be mutual. "You're right, we are already friends." And the "more" seemed to be happening a little faster than slow. He looked at their hands laced together. He liked how it looked. It seemed right. He squeezed Cosmitrius' hand. Of course he could go a little faster if Cosmitrius wanted.  

[Melomar]

Viorel felt heat rush up from his hand, and he flushed a delicate rose-pink up to his ears. He reached up to hold the wrist of the hand tracing his jawline and kissed Cosmitrius's palm. "Perhaps if we just go with what feels right."  

[Melomar]

Quickly they seemed to have moved from friends to something more in one gentle swoop. Viorel pressed against Cosmitrius and returned the kiss. He definitely did not want to stop, but the shop was open for anyone to see inside. He pulled back just enough to speak. "I think I'll close up shop early today. We can call it a personal holiday." He kissed Cosmitrius again, then slipped from his grasp and started pulling down the door flap and the windows. Then he started to put his wares away, tedious but necessary if they were going to go somewhere else. Where else? He glanced back at the other centaur. "My place isn't too far from here," he suggested.  

[Melomar]

To be honest, Viorel kind of liked the gentle teasing, and this newly discovered playful side of Cosmitrius. "What if I told you that you are helping?" He grinned and leaned into the kiss, a shiver running up and down his spine. He tossed his tail lightly, starting to feel impatience. Hurry, hurry. But there was a proper way to treat everything, and he did want to do things right. Finally everything was in place and he just had the trunk with his wares inside to lock up. He paused for a moment to kiss Cosmitrius this time. Could he feel how hot Viorel was starting to feel? He nibbled on his lip and tugged at it gently before turning to lock everything up. "There. Now we can go."  

[Melomar]

Whispering into his ear made Viorel so shivery! He pursed his lips and let out a small impatient noise. He rubbed his shoulder against the other man and brushed by him, like a cat. "I can wait," he said stubbornly. Every touch from the other taur seemed to leave a trail of heat on his skin! "If something were to happen here, gossip would certainly get around," he laughed softly, reaching the door and raising the flap. "Comfort will certainly come in your arms," he added with a sultry purr over his shoulder.  

[Melomar]

"Cosmitrius, I am serious about you, so, I suppose I wouldn't mind, if..." he trailed off, realizing that the hombre-haired taur was behind him, and craned his head over his shoulder. Wide eyed surprise became a little smirk. His hips swayed a bit more than normal, unbidden.

He lived above a shop. Eight hooves could be heard on those stairs. There was no hiding it from the neighbors. And why was he so worried? He was leading this fine young man home. He was proud of himself. He reached for Cosmetrius's hand and pulled them abreast of one another. He kissed the man soundly. "I do not normally bring men home with me. You are special. Welcome home."  

[Melomar]

"Actually..." Viorel paused, then smiled, "since it's you, no, I don't care. I want them to talk." A little light teasing and Cosmitrius was like this? He wanted to cry tears of joy, bordering on panic as he fumbled with the keys to his front door. He started to take a steadying breath and the kiss on his neck sent a jolt up his spine again. He let out a little moan that was strangled by his hand planted tightly over his mouth. There, finally, the door opened and he tugged on his new lover's hand so that he could give the door a proper slam shut.