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"Alright, lets see how you turned out..." The big tanmassan rumbled to himself as he opened up the oven. Slipping on a thick pair of oven mitts, he reached in and pulled out the fragrant roast he'd been watching over for the past few hours.

"Ohh yes..." he grinned, his big lizard tail wagging contently from side to side as he set the heavy pan down on the counter. "What a beauty!"

The roast had turned out perfectly, the outer glaze a mouth-watering caramel color, the meat juicy and firm all throughout. Declan wiped his brow with one of the mitts before pulling them off and hanging them on their usual hook. He busied himself around the kitchen, humming along with the catchy dance tune playing on the radio and swaying his broad, strong hips as his favorite part of the song came on.

"And all I can think about is youu~uu~uu~!" He sang, bobbing his head and shaking his shoulders from side to side, wearing nothing but his apron and old pair of boxers as he danced.

That new band had gotten quite popular during the last few months. With any luck, they'd come play live in the city and he could talk Ruska into going out to see them. They'd been to a concert once before, and even with his onekoma boyfriend not being very fond of crowds, they'd still had a very fun time.

The song ended and he sighed, glancing at the clock sitting next to the radio. It was getting close to midnight. He opened up a window, leaning down on the sill and enjoying the cool night air against his blue charcoal skin.

Despite getting off work only a few hours earlier, he'd been busy ever since getting everything ready for Ruska's return. It had been almost a week since the smaller male and his team had been called in to deal with a highly difficult drilling operation at the mining complex they worked at. Aside from a phone call here and there to let him know how he was doing, Declan had heard very little from his fiance over the past few days.

Yesterday's phone call, however, had left the tanmassan very excited. With the most difficult parts out of the way and the job nearly done, Ruska would be on his way home that night. Though he knew the feline would be getting there very late, Declan still wanted to be up to welcome his sweetheart home the best way he knew how.

He was checking on the beer bottles he'd left chilling in the fridge when a familiar string of knocks came from the door.

"Coming!" Declan called out, grinning widely as he hurried out of the kitchen, crossing the living room in big barefoot strides. He hurriedly went through the locks on their apartment door before pulling it open, looking down excitedly at the familiar sight he'd been missing so much on their doorstep.

"Heyyy there, sweet thing..." Ruska drawled, his white fur and blue work clothes smeared with soot and oil and sweat, mining cap cocked at an angle on his head. A heavy duffel bag hung from his shoulder, and he smirked at Declan through a lazy curl of smoke from his cigarette. He took a drag, then held it between his fingers, flicking ash on the doormat as he breathed out twin streams through his nose, then sniffed appreciatively at the yummy scents coming from inside the apartment. "Mmm... Something sure does smell good around here." He smiled, just as Declan bent his tall frame down to wrap big arms around him and tug him close, pulling him through the doorway with a happy grunt.

Declan rubbed the side of his face against his boyfriend's, pulling back until they were nose to snout, smiling at him and gazing into mirthful blue eyes.

"Mmm, something sure does..." The big reptile grinned, pushing his nose into the side of Ruska's neck and breathing in as the cat kicked the door shut behind him and dropped his duffel bag on the floor with a heavy thud.

"Aww, did someone miss his smelly boyfriend?" Ruska teased as Declan slid down to his knees, hands busy undoing the buttons on the top of Ruska's dirty coveralls.

"Mmm...like you wouldn't believe..." Declan groaned as he exposed Ruska's chest, pressing his snout to the thatch of fur between the muscular feline's pecs and breathing in, groaning a little louder as he felt Ruska's hand go to the back of his head, pulling him tighter against him and rubbing over the smooth curve of his skull.

"Oh yeah?" He could hear the smirk in Ruska's voice before he saw it as he glanced up, the well-built onekoma absently hanging up his mining cap on the peg by the door. He ran his hand over his short spiky hair, his large triangular ears swiveling in Declan's direction.

"Ohh yeaah..." Declan grinned, slipping his hands under the coverall flaps hanging on either side of his face and sliding up over that strong torso until he was squeezing at Ruska's packed deltoids. The cat let out a low rumbling groan as the sore muscles were massaged, closing his eyes as he focused on the feeling of Declan's touch. Ruska's groan turned into a throaty purr as Declan slid his hands down along his white furred arms, helping him shrug out of his coverall sleeves as the top of it was pulled off and left to hang around his waist. Declan kissed at Ruska's calloused hands as they glided over his long muzzle, fingertips sliding over his cheeks and then massaging at the corners of his jaw as the big reptile rubbed the front of his snout over the feline's sweaty, chiseled abs. He slid his big baker's hands down, grabbing at the small but powerful ass he knew so well, kneading and squeezing at the mounds of muscle while Ruska moaned.

"Ohh man...!" He smirked, shuffling back just enough to slip out of Declan's grip and lean his back against the door, one arm coming up to fold behind his head, exposing a sweaty armpit while the other held up his cigarette. He took a drag, then breathed down at Declan with a cocky grin on his face. "Mmm, why don't you show me how much you missed me then, sexy..." Glancing down at the big male, he smirked wider as he lifted a heavy work boot, rubbing its toe against the large lump pushing up from Declan's groin. "Not that I can't see a hint..."

The tanmassan licked his lips, his copper eyes fixed on Ruska with a hungry look as he shuffled over closer.

Even down on his knees, he was barely an inch shorter that his scrappy lover. Not that it had ever mattered to them. He pressed up against Ruska's compact, built body again, hands sliding up behind him and exploring over that deliciously sculpted back as he pressed his snout up into Ruska's pit and huffed. His eyes rolled back into his head slightly as his cock spurted a dribble of pre into his underwear. Gods he loved how the feline smelled after a hard day at work. Fingers pressing and kneading into Ruska's back, he slid his tongue out and traced over the salty flesh. He licked and suckled hungrily, moving from the musky cavern of the feline's pit to his dark pink nipples, an erotic thrill going through him when he heard his partner gasp and buck as he swirled his tongue over them. A strong hand slapped down onto the back of his head, fingers squeezing and applying a hint of claw as his ministrations were nudged over to the other musky underarm, the feline groaning in appreciation as he nuzzled and lapped into the damp hollow.

"Mff...fuckin' hell, babe..." he grunted softly, the hand holding his cigarette joining the one at the back of Declan's head as his head got pushed down. He eagerly let himself be led lower, over the heaving chest and twitching abs until his nostrils were buried in a familiar thick bush of pubic fur. He moaned in pleasure as he breathed in, a solid lump nudging at him under his chin through tented fabric. He looked up at the feline. Ruska bit his lip, waggling his eyebrows as he gave a lusty chuckle.

Mouth watering like a starved man before a banquet, Declan's hands moved down, blindly feeling at the two solitary buttons left on the coveralls as he popped them open. Thick fingers slid up and into the waistband of Ruska's underwear, the material damp to the touch as he grasped it. He leaned back, tugging the waistband down slowly, making sure he could get a good, long look at the mighty tool he was so intimately familiar with. Thick enough to fill his mouth snugly and long enough to plug deep into his throat when he took him to the root. Declan paused, admiring the piece of meat he'd been craving for days, sliding a finger up its length and watching it twitch and bob at the lightest touch. His mouth watered as he zeroed in on Ruska's cockhead, the foreskin soaked and swimming in pre-cum. A single fat bead of slickness spilled over in a long, drooling strand headed for the floor. He lunged forward instinctively, hot flesh sliding over his tongue and salty slickness splashing over his taste buds as he swallowed Ruska's length. He groaned, shuddering as heady flavors mingled in his mouth.

"Ah, fuck...!" Ruska gasped, leaning his head back and closing his eyes as Declan tasted him, big hands moving behind him to grasp at his flexing feline ass as he was tugged forward.

Declan's mouth watered.

He tastes so fucking good.

He could feel his own cock surge as he gave an eager suckle, tugging a few more inches into his greedy mouth and prompting another gush of pre out of his lover. He swallowed, moving his head back and forth at a slow, leisured pace as his tongue sandwiched the turgid length against the roof of his mouth.

"God_fucking_damn...!" Ruska breathed, looking down at Declan as the big male closed his eyes in enjoyment. He took one last drag from his cigarette, then snuffed it out on the ashtray sitting next to the key bowl. He leered down at his partner.

"Guess y' weren't fuckin' around about missing this..." He grinned, running his tongue over his sharp teeth with a predatory glint in his eye as he reached into his pockets. Out came his cigarette pack, lighter and a worn pair of work gloves. Lighting up, he pulled his gloves on with a smirk, reaching down to caress over the bridge of Declan's snout.

The big male's eyes fluttered open at the touch, a muffled groan coming from him as he shuddered, hands clenching harder at Ruska's rear as a familiar scent washed over him. He gazed up longingly into the dominant feline's smirking face.

"Oh yeah, I know what you've been needing..." Ruska leered down at him, smoke curling about his whiskers as he stroked over Declan's muzzle with the rough, worn material. The smell of motor oil, diesel and dried male sweat and testosterone flowed off them in a warm, enveloping haze that had Declan practically drooling over himself as Ruska enveloped his muzzle with his hands.

"Yeah...that's the stuff, ain't it?" The feline growled down at him, Declan choking out a strangled sob of lust as he nodded his head around his mouthful of dick, sliding more and more inches deeper into his maw as he struggled to keep up with the fluids pooling in his mouth.

"Mrff! Big ol' scent hound..." Ruska grunted, taking a drag of his cigarette and blowing the smoke down at the reptile. He held the cigarette in his mouth.

"Fucking missed that muzzle of yours...gods...so goddamn good!" Ruska huffed, hips picking up speed as he started hunching over Declan's face, fingers tightening over his muzzle as he held the reptile's jaw closed just the way he liked. "Mff...can't nothing beat a hot tanmass mouth... Just _made_for taking dick..." He purred lewdly as he thrust deeper, wet squelching sounds growing louder the harder he went at it.

Declan closed his eyes as the combined tastes, textures and smells overwhelmed him. At that moment there was nothing else outside of Ruska. The smell of his sweat, the taste of his cock, the feel of his hot skin under his fingertips and the sound of his rough, cocky voice as he pushed his buttons like an expert.

Ruska's cockhead slipped down his throat like the familiar burn of a mouthful of good scotch. A welcome soreness that left him craving for more and more of it. He swallowed, his throat rippling and earning him a gasp and a groan from the man he loved being violated by. Ruska pulled back and then slid in again, over and over. Loud squelches, low panting, the feel of ash falling harmlessly over his thick skin as sweaty pubic fur mashed against his nose. He could feel drool and pre sluicing down over his chin with each pullback of that thick, wet cock, but all he cared about was getting that one, special, ragged moan out of his lover.

The roughneck miner grunted harshly, cigarette butt crushed between his clenched teeth as he bashed his hips into his partner's face, holding his jaws in an iron grip as he plugged away desperately.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck...!"

Declan groaned as Ruska's scent got stronger, sweat gliding down his torso as his hips hammered away. The tanmassan grunted, strong tongue pushing up against the underside of Ruska's pistoning dick as he sucked hard, his fingers digging into the feline's ass in a rough squeeze.

"Fuck!_Fuck! NGGHG! _FUCK!!" Ruska snarled out, mashing his hips into Declan's snout as he spasmed, every muscle in his body tensed and bulging as he growled out loud. Declan felt that hot dick surge thicker in his mouth and then it was pulsing. He pulled back just in time to feel the first hot jet of thick, salty cum splash against his tongue, then another and another as his partner thrust and bucked, coating his tongue and flooding his mouth with his creamy load. The baker swallowed greedily, eagerly lapping up each spurt without missing a single drop, massaging at Ruska's clenching rear as the onekoma hunched lower and lower over him as his pumping hips gradually slowed down. A final shudder of release went through the feline's body, his hands bracing against Declan's broad shoulders, holding himself up with a light tremble as he panted.

"Ohhh...holy hell, babe..." He groaned, slightly hoarse.

Declan smiled around his mouthful of dick, pulling off with a long, slow slurp to make sure he'd stripped every last drop of cum from his partner's dick. He licked his lips as he let the half-hard shaft slip out between them and bob back and forth under its own weight.

He glanced up at Ruska with a sly grin.

"Looks like you were really needing it too, huh love?"

Ruska smirked, pulling the half-crushed cigarette out of his mouth as he slid down against Declan and caught his lips with his, pushing his tongue possessively into his partner's cum-slick maw to taste himself and his lover as they made out hungrily, arms wrapping around each other. He pulled back, gloved hands stroking over the back of Declan's head.

"Fucking bet your ass I did."

Declan smirked. "Don't I always?"

Ruska leered at him, tracing a finger down the side of his neck and then grabbing him by the front of his apron and tugging him forward for another hard kiss. He pulled back, licking his lips as he eyed him up and down hungrily.

"Mmm, good point...turn around, sugar..." He growled, grinning as he stood up, stroking his slick shaft as it plumped up again. He pointed with his other hand. "Hands and knees. Lemme see the sweet ass I've been missing every night for the past week." He leered as he flicked his cigarette away.

Declan panted, sweat running down his broad back. His cock throbbed so hard he thought it was going to burst out through his underwear.

"Mmm,yes Sir...!" He grinned, rolling over onto his hands and knees as he dipped his thick chest and raised his ass into the air, tail curling lazily over his muscular rear as the underwear stretched taut over his bum.

Ruska bit his lip.

"Oh,_fuck me_that's a hot ass...!" He growled, stepping forward to grab at Declan's waistband and tug it down eagerly. Pausing to undo the fastening that went over that thick tail, he grinned as the garment fell away from Declan's ass. He tugged it down to his knees, then slid a hand up under the root of the reptile's tail, stroking and caressing. Declan shuddered with a low moan as the rough work gloves caressed over his tail's sensitive inner surface.

"Oh sweet Lord Cernus..." he moaned. Ruska chuckled.

"Mmm, oh yeah... _That_is the _right_god to call up right now..." He rumbled lustily as he squeezed at Declan's ass cheeks, slinging his mate's tail over his shoulder as he spread and kneaded at the muscular mounds. "Lord, just _look_at this thing...! I am going to do _so_many things to this butt..." The onekoma grinned, his thick cock drooling heavily onto the floorboards as he leered at his partner's snug ring.

"Oh y-yeah?" Declan panted, looking over his shoulder as he pushed his rear up, loving the feel of Ruska's rough touch.

"Yeah..." Ruska grinned, grasping Declan's rump with both hands as he kneeled. He leaned down and buried his muzzle between those huge firm cheeks, tongue pushing insistently against his lover's tight pucker as he slavered over it.

"Aa-ahh!" Declan gasped out, dropping his head and resting it against his arm, his whole body quivering as Ruska licked and slobbered between his spread cheeks. He whimpered as he felt a rough gloved finger trace up his taint, then hover around the rim of his spit-slick entrance. Ruska pushed against it and the reptile panted, the small ring of muscle clenching as he gave a whimper.

"Bet you've really missed me back here too, huh, cutie? Mmm, don't worry... gonna take reaaal good care of ya..." Ruska leered, pulling off one of his gloves with his teeth and tossing it aside. He teased Declan's entrance with a bare finger, rubbing his smooth pad against the wet, wrinkled skin. He smirked, hawking a wad of spit on it before sinking his finger in smoothly all the way to the last knuckle. Declan groaned, lifting his head and arching up his back. His mate chuckled, sliding his digit back slowly.

"I know what that big dark butt's been missing. Gonna fill you up real good, just like you've been wanting..." He said, licking his lips as he tugged his finger out just to add another one, leaning down to lick and slobber over that stretching ring as he spread it around his probing digits, sliding them in deep and curling them at just the right angle.

Declan groaned louder, big thighs quivering as his dick slapped up against his belly, hot gush of pre drooling out his tip.

"R-ruska...!" He panted, pushing back with a groan.

"Mmm, you _do_want it, yes?" The feline grinned, sawing his fingers back and forth as he kept working him open. The tanmassan gasped, legs spreading wider as he felt Ruska add a third finger, a familiar burn tingling under his tail as Ruska slid those digits deep into him. He felt a prod, then a steady pressure on that one spot inside of him, the expert touch sending jolts of pleasure up his spine.

"Yesss...!" He gasped, dropping his head again as his hips pumped into empty air, cock drizzling pre over the floor under him. He yelped as he felt a rough, gloved hand wrap around his turgid length, squeezing and giving it a slow pump.

"Oh yeah, you're _really_hard for it... Such a sweet thing..." Ruska growled, stroking Declan slowly as the tanmassan gasped and moaned, turning his head this way and that.

"Nggh...! P-please!" Declan whined, fingers clenching and unclenching as his breathing quickened.

"Please what, big boy?" Ruska teased, fingers shoved in as far as they would go, finger-pads pressing firmly against that familiar lump.

"Ah...ah...!" Declan panted, bucking back and forth between two exquisite tortures assailing from the front and back. "B-babe...please...ngh...f-fuck me... oh god..." he shuddered, dick jerking in Ruska's grip.

Ruska snickered.

"Hrmm...what was that again?"

"FUCK ME!" Declan growled, slamming a fist into the floorboards as he let out another moan. His ass clenched tightly around Ruska's fingers as he panted, the feline not letting up in his prodding as the reptile growled. "I want. Your dick. In_me! _Fuck me! Please!!"

Ruska grinned, pulling his fingers out of that hot, gripping tunnel and giving Declan's dick one final tight squeeze before shifting back, landing a loud smack against the tanmassan's pert backside with his gloved hand.

"Well shit, babe, all you gotta do is ask..." he snickered as he hot dogged his drooling member between the reddening cheeks. He pulled back, strings of pre stretching between his dick and Declan's crack. He was leaking like a broken faucet. Ruska spat into his palm, reaching down to gather up all the pre running down his cock and slick himself over. His length glistened wetly as he pressed his cockhead against Declan's opening and began to push.

"Ahh...!" The reptile hissed, mouth falling open as he felt himself stretch around Ruska's girth. What he lacked in height the feline certainly made up for in his endowment. He huffed as the thick cockhead slid into him, his ring clenching tight behind the swollen glans. Ruska groaned, leaning up against Declan and sliding his hands over those smooth, muscular sides as he edged a few more inches in.

"Gods, you are so tight...!" He panted, sliding his hands back to grip Declan by the hips, pulling the reptile back against him firmly as he sank in deeper.

The big baker groaned, feeling every veined inch as Ruska's length spread him open. He drew in a shuddering breath, dipping his chest, large back muscles flexing as he? ? pushed back, taking Ruska to the hilt in one rough shove.

"Aww fuck, babe!" Ruska breathed, fingers clenching around Declan's hips as he looked down, his white pubes mashed up against the root of Declan's tail.

"Oh fuck yes..." Declan groaned, feeling Ruska throb in him as his passage squeezed around his thick length. The feel of fur against his smooth rear while strong hands clenched at his hips sent shivers of excitement through him.

They stayed pressed together like that for several long seconds, just savoring the sensations of grinding against each other so intimately after so many days apart.

Then Ruska began to thrust.

He pulled back slowly, measuring out the inches until he had enough to get a good loud slap when his hips slammed into Declan's ass. The tanmassan gasped, then groaned out as the feline laid into him, thick length pistoning in and out of him roughly. He panted as his heavy bulk shifted back and forth from the onslaught, Ruska's corded muscles flexing as he drove himself into his lover hard and deep. Small, solid hands kept busy running all over that rump, squeezing his hips and landing several good hard slaps on the quivering mounds as he made up for lost time.

"Fuck... I missed hearing you moan like that...!" Ruska growled, hips angled just right to plow several blunt, thick inches over Declan's prostate. He ran his gloved hand over that big broad back, the worn material damp with sweat as he reached under the moaning male. His slick fingers dripped with pre as he stroked up and down Declan's sizable erection, squeezing the hot flesh and getting a spasm as his lover clenched around him and gasped.

"R-ruska! I'm...!"

"Nah...!" The feline grunted, sliding back and pulling out of the sweaty male, heavy droplets running down his own torso as he shoved, toppling the big tanmassan on his side with a thud that made the glasses on the cabinet rattle. "Not yet, yer not...!"

Declan panted as he felt himself rolled on his back, the amount of strength packed into Ruska's small frame once again taking him by surprise as the feline slung his legs up over his shoulders, pushing his hips up as he knelt between his thighs. He could feel the overalls' fabric grinding against the underside of his tail, then his teeth clenched as Ruska sank himself back into him in one go, the new position making him feel somehow bigger.

"Fuck!" He coughed out, Ruska grinning wildly as he picked up his old rhythm, then went at it even harder, almost bending Declan in half as he leaned over him, plowing almost straight down into his guts with the help of gravity.

"I wanna see your face when you cum on my dick..." The onekoma panted, his own teeth clenching in a savage smile as he leered down at his prey. Gods, the pleasure was unreal! It was taking all of his self-control not to lose it right there and flood his lover's ass with the load he'd been building up all day. The tightness and heat were painfully exquisite. "I want to see you get what you've been waiting for all... Damn... Day!" He shuddered, bottoming out and then grunting as he felt thick legs wrap around his torso and pull him in tight. Declan reached for his turgid dick but Ruska slapped his hands away, leaning over the baker as he grabbed him by the wrists and pulled his hands back over Declan's huge tan chest. His fingers fiddled with the larger male's, pinching them over the large, dark nipples on his heaving chest.

He rolled his hips, grinding over that battered prostate as Declan whimpered, making him pinch his nipples.

"Squeeze 'em!" He hissed down at him, sliding his gloved hand back and grasping Declan's prick as he began to pump, moving his hips in time. The reptile's breathing quickened, fast shallow breaths coming faster and faster as his mouth hung open, fingers squeezing at his nips. Any second now, Ruska thought as he beat on Declan's meat, finally letting himself go wild as he pounded violently into the reptile's ass.

"Nghg...! Ruska! I'm... I'm gonna...!" His voice pleaded, breath catching in his throat, legs barely letting Ruska move as he crushed him to him.

"Do it, baby... c'mon... lemme see it... lemme see you cum!" The feline snarled.

Declan's legs locked up, the tanmassan's eyes screwing shut as he arched his back, mouth flying open as he heaved. Ruska felt like Declan was trying to pinch his dick off as his ass clenched down hard on him. A ragged cry rattled the windows as the dick he held in his gloved hand pulsed thicker in his grip. His own climax crashing over him, Ruska squeezed Declan's length, aiming it down the reptile's body as he gave one last vicious thrust.

The first shot grazed the reptile's cheek, splattering the floor a few feet past his head as Declan cried out, his hips bucking over and over as his abs clenched. Ruska shuddered, gritting his teeth as molten heat ran through him, unloading into Declan's tight passage and feeling the walls grow wet and slick with his hot seed. He humped on autopilot, gasping in pleasure as he aimed Declan's dick lower, the next hot rope splattering over Declan's forehead and cheek, then his muzzle and lips as the pulses kept on coming and coming. Ruska leered, mashing into his lover's prostate with every pulse as he shot his own seed deep into him. He kept angling Declan's length, pearly ropes landing over the baker's neck, his pecs and hands, until finally his dick drooled out slow, thick dribbles over his stomach.

Ruska grinned, slowly squeezing Declan's dick and milking the last dregs of cum out of him as the tanmassan lay boneless underneath him, big chest rising and falling. His eyes were closed, head leaned back as he panted softly. The feline chuckled, giving a little buck with his hips and getting a low moan out of him.

"God..." Declan whimpered, giving a little hiss as Ruska stroked over his cockhead, gathering up his foreskin as cum dribbled out of it and over his fingers.

"Yes, my son?" Ruska teased, sliding his bare fingers through Declan's cum-drenched front as he let the tanmassan's hips lower to the ground.

"Smartass." Declan snorted, cracking an eye open with a dazed expression on his face.

Still, he couldn't keep a pleasured smile from spreading over his face as they looked at each other.

"Needed that, huh?" Ruska smirked, leaning closer over him and rubbing his gloved hand over a strong, scaly shoulder.

Declan glanced down at the mess over his front as Ruska slid his bare fingers through it, smirking at the feline.

"What do _you_think?" He chuckled, then moaned as Ruska pressed a pair of cummy fingers past his lips, lapping his tongue over them and suckling as the feline leered at him.

"I think it'd been far too long since I had fun making my boyfriend cum his brains out." The cat snickered, then yelped as a huge pair of arms yanked him down, huge body rolling with him as his dick slipped out of the hot, slick ass he'd been enjoying.

Declan's big muzzle pressed to his, thick tongue pushing into his mouth and smearing his own flavor all over the feline's tongue as he made out with him hungrily. By the end Ruska found himself on his back, one big baker's hand behind his head, fingers kneading at his scalp as Declan's cum-splattered front pressed against him, the reptile's other hand busy pulling his coveralls down his legs. Ruska purred as his lover nosed at him with his big blunt muzzle, giving a little groan as the tanmassan nuzzled at his neck and chest, drinking in his scent greedily. He slid a hand up to cup the side of the big male's face as Declan looked down at him, grinning as the big guy got the coveralls off and tossed them aside.

"I think I'm going to have a lot of fun returning the favor." Declan rumbled, grasping Ruska's shaft and giving it a long, slow stroke as he dipped his head in, nibbling at the side of his lover's neck as he murmured softly.

"Welcome home, sweetheart."

Ruska groaned, wrapping his arms around the big lug as he sighed out in pleasure, his lips spreading into a happy smile.

"Its good to be home."