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"Jaro."
"Hmm."
"Jaro," the voice repeated insistently, shaking him as if he were suddenly going to find some motivation to move.
Unfortunately it was not enough, and if he had to be honest, only the smell of burning could probably make him get up now.
"Hng. Let me sleep."
The argument that dawn was already far behind them did nothing to convince him. If he was still in bed at this hour, it was because his alarm had not gone off. If it had not gone off, it was because he had not set his alarm clock for waking up this morning. If he had not set his alarm clock, he was off work. If he was off work, he did not have to get up. QED.
The fingers combing his fur and sliding over his ears elicited a satisfied purr which was probably not the intended result given that the other swore, but he then felt a laugh against him so it meant all was well.
"Come on, please, you won't regret it."
"What's the matter?" He mumbled as he rubbed his face, suspecting he was not awake enough for anything his mate had planned.
He just had this intense look that only his tiny mischievous smile tempered, and that smile usually was not enough.
"Can you hear it, Jaro? Agen asked softly in a whisper."
The Lasat squinted his eyes as he concentrated on trying to perceive anything that had made his partner, who was also more perceptive than their boys, react.
The first thing he heard was... nothing. Well, not nothing nothing, there was the antique clock in the living room that made an abominable racket that he only kept for the love of Kal, there were also a few birds outside and the sound of the aquarium but really, nothing out of the ordinary.
"Nothing in particular, why, what's going on?"
"Let's try this another way: don't you notice that something's missing?" The Zabrak asked with a mischievous smile that he reflected without even thinking about it.
The absence of something?
"You mean the boys?" Lasat checked, because he could not think of anything else.
Last night had been a rare evening as a childless couple, they had gone out and had drank more than was wise – for him, because of course Agen was perfectly fine even if he was a lot lighter, bloody Zabrak – for a change in their routine. Next time he would suggest a non-alcoholic moment, it was not right to get drunk to enjoy themselves, they were past the age where they could not contemplate having fun without alcohol.
"Uh-huh. What a wonderful idea Tan had to suggest to Cal that he should spend the weekend with him," the Zabrak declared with a smirk that widened noticeably as he hugged his partner, sticking to him as if he could merge their bodies, something a little predatory in the way his hands tightened on his waist.
"Agen?"
"It's been a long time, don't you think? And we don't have many moments without the children."
And suddenly, Jaro felt it in a movement of blankets. The air around him was perfumed with excitement and that hungry expression was nothing but lust.
"Well, you certainly look wide awake to me."
"I mean, some people cuddled and caressed me very sensually in his sleep. I'm only a Zabrak, there's only so much teasing I can take without taking action."
"I see, I must make up for my bad behaviour then," he pretended to understand in a very serene tone, passing his hands around his companion before drawing him closer to rub against him, feeling perfectly the reaction he had apparently obtained from his companion. "Anything in mind?"
"Nothing specific apart from a few rounds. I want to finish this day destroyed by pleasure."
Those kinds of words went straight to his cock, the ear-dick connection could be terribly instantaneous sometimes, much to his delight in cases like this. Agen knew more than anyone how to turn him on, and Jaro had stopped pretending he was not excited. It was a matter of efficiency, even when it came to not revealing an erection brought on by all the horny, naughty words his partner texted him when they were out – that is, when he was not sending pictures – Jaro was weak because he always ended up slipping away to find him so now he was not fighting himself. He did not like being seen of heard, he was not into voyeurism, but he certainly liked the thrill of it all. The start of their relationship had already been slowed down by him because he feared it would not work with a Zabrak, but now he was too old to foolishly deny himself pleasure. Fortunately, too, Agen was nothing if not determined and capable of getting his way, as he was demonstrating at the moment.
"How long before Tan brought Cal back?"
"About thirty hours," Agen answered immediately.
Agen actually laughed briefly as Jaro lifted him without difficulty to swap positions, smiling noticeably less but moving his hips eagerly as he began to pull him out of his nightwear.
"Let's not miss a second of it then."