“You have to promise you won’t laugh.”
“I promise.”
“Are you sure?”
“Of course I am, love.”
It wasn’t every day Stede proposed trying something new in the bedroom. It’s not that the two of them weren’t open to new things—quite the contrary, in fact. They’d tried out quite a bit in their years together, from simple cock rings to fairly involved roleplay. But Stede’s upbringing meant he was quite shy about speaking his sexual desires aloud, so normally it took some prodding from Ed before he’d admit to what he wanted.
But this morning over breakfast, he’d been the one to mention that he’d been working on something for Ed, and would he be amenable to an evening in the bedroom after work? Ed was indeed amenable, and quite intrigued. What did his handsome husband have in mind for him? The thought teased at the edges of his concentration all day, and now that the time had come, Ed was eager to learn what Stede had in store.
“Okay,” Stede said. “Here goes.”
Stede touched his phone, and Beyoncé’s “Partition” started playing.
“It comes with a soundtrack?” Ed asked.
“Shhh,” Stede said, and he had no right to sound so sexy shushing him, yet Ed felt himself flush.
Stede started to move, to dance. He was doing something with his hips that was frankly mouthwatering, and now his hands were at the buttons on the top of his shirt and oh.
Stede was stripping for him.
Ed could practically feel the blood rushing to his dick at the revelation. Stede swayed in time to the music as he removed his button-up, revealing his undershirt. Ed’s eyes wandered appreciatively over Stede’s torso, licking his lips as he anticipated the continuation of the dance.
The undershirt came off next, and then Stede’s belt, which he removed with a flourish that made Ed’s heart warm with affection. This whole thing was so thoroughly Stede; it was so perfectly in-character for him to prepare a striptease in secret to surprise Ed, and Ed was certainly grateful for it.
When Stede undid the button on his jeans, Ed couldn’t help but stare open-mouthed, wanting coursing through his veins as the sample on the track murmured in French. Then the jeans were gone entirely, and Stede was dancing in just his boxer briefs, and Ed wanted to get up from where he was seated on the bed and kiss him senseless, but Stede had choreographed this whole thing for him, and like hell if he was going to interrupt him before the grand finale.
Stede shimmied slowly out of his underwear, and Ed was so hard he didn’t know what to do with himself. Stede struck a pose as the song ended, his breathing faster from the exertion. A moment of silence passed. Then Stede said, “well? What did you think?”
Ed stood then, and he placed his hands on his husband’s hips. “That,” he said honestly, “was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
“Really?”
“Really,” Ed answered, and he couldn't help but kiss him. “The idea that you spent all that time preparing something just to turn me on? Incredible. And you looked incredible doing it. Fuck, Stede, I want to do so many filthy things to you right now.”
There was a wicked glint in Stede’s eyes when he answered, “so do them, then.”
Ed surged forward to kiss him again, nibbling on Stede’s lower lip and drawing a moan from the other man. Ed grabbed a handful of Stede’s bare ass, sighing into Stede’s mouth at the feeling of it. Ed moved his mouth down to Stede’s neck, sucking hard enough to leave marks. Stede always went a bit weak in the knees when Ed did that, so Ed wrapped a stabilizing arm around his waist.
They stumbled backward until they bumped into the bed, and Ed laid back and pulled Stede on top of him. “God,” Ed said as Stede found a comfortable position straddling him. “You’re so fucking hot, Stede.”
“Hm, seems a bit unfair that I’m undressed and you’re not,” Stede pointed out, and he ground his hips down against Ed, his naked cock rubbing against Ed’s clothed one. Ed groaned.
“So why don’t you undress me, then?” Ed responded, pitching his voice low, the way he knew Stede liked it.
Stede pulled Ed’s T-shirt over his head before climbing off his lap to remove Ed’s jeans and boxers. Looking satisfied now that Ed was naked too, he positioned himself back on top of Ed.
“Hi there,” Stede said.
“Hi.”
“I’d like to suck you off.”
“ Yes.”
Stede was fucking incredible with his mouth. Ed couldn’t believe that after the amazing show Stede had just put on for him, he was lucky enough to get Stede on his knees, pleasuring him like he was put on this Earth to do so. Stede sucked on his tip while he worked the rest of Ed’s length with his fist, and Ed groaned and writhed at the sensation. Stede was so hot, so wet, his wicked tongue so good at finding all the places that made Ed’s eyes roll back in his head.
“Stede—baby, I’m close.”
Stede pulled off, and Ed whined.
“Don’t worry, my sweet. I’ll take care of you. I just rather thought you’d like to fuck my thighs.”
“Fuck yeah,” Ed responded, and he pulled Stede onto the bed with him and maneuvered them so they were on their sides, Stede’s back pressed against Ed’s chest. Ed grabbed some lube off their bedside table and slicked up his cock. Stede pressed his thighs together.
“That’s right, baby, gonna be nice and tight for me, aren’t you?“
“Yes, darling.”
“Good boy.” Ed tossed the lube aside and slid his cock into the tight, delicious space between Stede’s thighs. “Fuck, that’s good.”
Some nights they liked to take it slow, to tease and build things up with a slow burn. But Ed was too close already, his mind still on Stede’s sexy little performance as he thrust into and out of Stede’s thighs. He wrapped a hand around Stede’s cock and started pumping as he murmured into Stede’s ear.
“You’ve got such gorgeous fucking legs, baby. I couldn’t keep my eyes off you when you put on that show for me. Can’t believe I’m the one who gets to fuck you, gets to take my pleasure from your incredible fucking body. Can’t believe I get to make you feel as good as you make me feel, get to make you come in my hand. God, Stede, I’m so lucky to have you.”
Stede moaned Ed’s name as he came over his fist, and the sound sent Ed over the edge, too. They breathed for a few moments afterward, coming back to themselves. Ed pressed a kiss to Stede’s cheek.
“So,” Stede said. “I should do that again sometime?”
“Hell yes,” Ed answered. “And who knows? Maybe next time I’ll do it for you.”