Smut Shots

Author's Note: Reposting after a long hiatus. Enjoy!

Title: In the Attic
Summary: Dee and Ryo sneak in some adult time.

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"Dee? Dee, where are you?"

At the sound of Ryo's voice calling for him, Dee Laytner opened one green eye and stared at the trap door, wondering what his partner wanted. He had snuck into the attic for a little peace and quiet, something he would not be able to get with Bikky and Carol tearing around the place. It was also very inappropriate for him to lounge around in his underwear with children present, something he wanted to do since it was so damned hot in the house, so he had hidden himself in the attic.

The house he and Ryo had recently purchased had been quite a steal. There were four bedrooms, three bathrooms with only minus a tub or shower stall, an upstairs, a basement, and an attic. It needed some work, like fresh paint on the outside, some landscaping, new fixtures, and a whole slew of other things, but Dee had not minded. Fixing it up gave him focus during his off-hours from the precinct, and the tasks were something he and Ryo could do together. He just needed an occasional break.

The trap door creaked open a moment after Ryo had called for him, and sandy-blond hair peeked through as the younger man tried to climb into the attic. So far, out of Dee, Ryo, Carol, and Bikky, Dee was the only one able to get into the attic without any trouble or assistance. It had been a wonder that they had gotten any furniture into the attic because of that, but there were a few pieces, such as a couch and a recliner. With a grunt, Ryo hauled himself up.

"There you are," he said. "I wondered where you'd disappeared to. You didn't say anything."

"Needed a moment," Dee replied, closing his eye. "'Sides, I didn't think you'd want me dressed like this where the brats could see me."

"You're right," Ryo agreed. "I wouldn't want it. How considerate of you."

Dee heard as his partner shut the trap door then padded as quietly as possible over to him. Those sounds were followed by the slight rustling of clothing and of a zipper being undone. Dee opened his eyes just in time to see his partner slip out of his pants and toss them onto the pile next to the couch. Then Ryo slid on top of him, straddling his hips. The contact sent a direct message to Dee's libido, and his dick started to harden. Suddenly, the temperature in the attic kicked up a few degrees, and Dee moaned softly. He loved it when he and Ryo could sneak some time in together. It was not often they could do so.

"Hope you don't mind me joining you," Ryo murmured. His fingers traveled slowly over Dee's chest, teasing his nipples and adding fuel to his already burning desire.

"Not at all," Dee replied. He moved his hands so they rested on Ryo's thighs, and he caressed the smooth and strong flesh he found there.

"Didn't think you would." Ryo's breath hitched a little as Dee started to touch him. The dark-haired detective trailed his hands down then back up, his fingertips skirting along the edges of Ryo's underwear. His partner let out the sweetest of moans each time, his arousal becoming more and more apparent with feather-like touch.

Satisfied with the older man's reaction, Dee smiled and slid his hands underneath Ryo's groin and in between fabric and flesh. He rubbed the hardening length hidden by the white material at the same time he traced a finger along the seam of Ryo's anus. His partner shuddered in delight from the contact, and Ryo paused, momentarily, in his ministrations on Dee.

For another moment or so, the two men touched and caressed, stroked and fondled, adding to each other's arousals. It was slow, it was sensual, and it was driving Dee insane with desire. With his cock demanding a little more attention than what it was receiving, the dark-haired detective held his lover's legs in place and pressed his thickening erection against Ryo's backside.

"Dee . . ." Ryo let out a deep moan and his head rolled forward. Dee saw sweat starting to form on his partner's body and felt it forming on him as well. He wanted to do more with Ryo, but the question was did Ryo want to do more?

Dee decided to chance it with his partner. Ryo could always tell him 'no' and bring their activities to a halt until later in the evening. Keeping his grip on the older man's thighs, Dee lifted Ryo up and started to pull his underwear down.

The sandy-haired detective never let out a word of protest. If anything, a slight look of relief washed over Ryo's features as his trapped erection sprang forth and stood at attention. The tip of his cock glistened with pre-cum, and the sight drove Dee wild with pleasure. Knowing he was the reason behind Ryo's aroused state was an added bonus. Within seconds, the cotton material lay on the floor, tossed haphazardly next to the rest of their clothes. Ryo's erection burned against Dee's abdomen, and the dark-haired man worked to free his own shaft from its confines.

As he lifted his butt up and slid his whitey tighties off, Dee looked into his partner's eyes and saw lust burning in those dark depths. Ryo was close, so very close, reaching his peak, and Dee had not even gotten to the good part, as he saw it. He moved one hand in between the cushions of the couch, searching for the small bottle of baby oil he had hidden there. Dee fumbled a bit as he tried to open the container with one hand, trying not to make a mess as he did so, but he managed. Once he had his fingers slick enough, he slid one into Ryo's puckered entrance, drawing out another deep moan from the younger man and feeling the muscles constrict around the appendage. The same action would happen to his cock the moment it replaced his finger in his lover's entrance, but Dee had to wait a moment or two longer. Ryo was not properly prepared for his cock just yet. He wriggled a second finger in, stretching the muscles out for something longer, harder . . . preparing Ryo for him.

Finally, after a few moments of fingering his partner, Dee could take no more. He removed his hand and coated his cock with the remaining oil. Then he held on to Ryo's hips, the tip of his shaft poking into that tantalizing heat. Dee met Ryo's gaze once more and smiled when the younger man nodded. Gently, he eased his partner onto his cock, sheathing himself fully.

Since he was technically the one on the bottom, Dee had to work a little harder than he would have if Ryo lay underneath him. Then again, Dee did not really mind the change in position. Ryo always appeared so wanton when they had sex, and sitting on top of Dee while they made love to each other gave the dark-haired man a sight quite unlike anything else. Hair damp with sweat, eyes rolled back, and a look of pure ecstasy on young and handsome features inspired Dee to thrust harder into his partner's willing body and to stroke the cock bouncing on his belly.

From the added stimulus, it did not take Ryo long to reach his climax. Hot ejaculate coated Dee's hand and abdomen as Ryo's head tipped backwards, his back arched as his orgasm rocked his form and a soft cry passing over oh so delectable lips.

It was a beautiful sight for the dark-haired man, one he vowed he would never forget. Ryo always looked so damned sexy, no matter what he did, and Dee often felt as if he were watching the God of Sex rather than a human being. He could never deny the fact Ryo always turned him on and to see him blessed out, as it were, well, it was hard for Dee to hold back his own orgasm. With both hands on his partner's thighs, Dee thrust one final time into that wet heat, his essence coating Ryo's insides.

Now spent, Dee slid out of his partner's body and scooted his body to one side so Ryo could lay next to him. They would eventually have to redress themselves and leave the attic, but, for now, Dee was content to stay where he was at and to keep Ryo at his side.