Brighter than stars

Butcher almost laughed when he realized they both still had their pants on so he put the small packet down on the bed where he could reach it and took Mikey back into his arms.

Butcher gasped, thinking once again that Mikey had lied when he said he didn't know about things like this.

"You're too hard on yourself," Butcher whispered, "You're beautiful. Amazing..." He bit his lower lip.

"You're welcome, my love. Always welcome," Butcher let his hands start to roam again.

Butcher moved to trail kisses in the paths of his fingertips, smiling the whole way.

Butcher slid his tongue out and traced Mikey's hipbone, watching for a reaction.

Butcher sucked gently on the spot, putting his hand on Mikey's other hip and stroking it with his thumb. He smiled as he undid his lover's trousers and pushed them down slowly.

Butcher took Mikey into his fist and started jerking his lover off, realizing with a little annoyance that he hadn't taken his own pants off and trying to slip out of them one-handed.

Butcher sighed in relief as soon as he got his pants off and remembered he had forgot to grab something. He reached down for a bottle of lube and got ready to prepare himself and Mikey.

"I do," Butcher leaned over to kiss Mikey reassuringly. "I'm going to start now." He spread his lover's legs slightly wider and put his finger near the entrance.

Butcher made sure the condom was properly on before he slicked his fingers in lube and slowly started to prepare Mikey for real, healing spots he'd missed last time while he was at it.

"What Ryland did wasn't this." Butcher stroked Mikey's hip with his free hand to try to calm him. "It will feel good, I promise."

When Butcher deemed that he was done he returned his hand to Mikey's, entering inside him gently at the same time. "Maybe you are," he said breathily.