The silver-haired man opened his eyes a little when he heard the door opening. He smiled slightly, knowing very well who was the only person who'd come to his bedroom this late.

"You're late," he whispered when his red-haired lover slipped into the bed next to him. His smile turned a bit amused when he noticed that Seed was naked.

"Sorry, got held up. Solon wanted those stupid reports tonight, and I had to finish them and then find someone to deliver the papers to him, since I didn't feel like going to talk to him tonight..."

Culgan opened his eyes and sat up. "What have I told you about paperwork? Do those in time, like I do."

The younger man crawled under the sheets, snickering as he pressed himself against the ice-blue-eyed man's naked body.

"Aw, come on... You know I hate paperwork... mm, nice to know you were waiting for me..."

The older man smiled. "Of course I was. I promised you I wouldn't work late tonight, and that we'd make love. But turns out that you're the one who worked too late, and almost forgot that we were supposed to meet... I've been waiting for you for some time now, you know."

The redhead poked his lover's side. "Cut it out already, Culgie. So I forgot about those reports..."

Culgan chuckled a bit, then turned to his side and pressed a gentle kiss on the younger man's lips. The redhead drew his arms about the other's neck, eagerly responding to the kiss. When his lover broke the kiss and moved away, he nuzzled the silver-haired man's broad shoulder, sighing contentedly.

"Culgie...."

"Yes, my love?"

Seed grinned, sitting up as well. Then he suddenly straddled the older man, forcing him down on the bed.

The older swordsman just smiled. He was used to the redhead's unpredictable moves, and ending up like this never bothered him. It was, after all, Seed who'd end up on his back in the end.

"Well, you say you were waiting for me... What, missed me...?"

The silver-haired man smiled calmly. "No, I'm just in the mood and want you. Now."

The younger man slapped him on the shoulder, laughing. "Right, I'd like to see that happen..."

"No, really. All right, I missed you. But, I promised to be here tonight, so... I've been lying here alone for the last two hours, dreaming of your naked, warm body next to me..."

The answer made the redhead's grin widen. "You mean that?"

Culgan returned the grin with his usual calm half-smile. "Yes. I was about to give up hope and plan on pleasing myself..."

"You? Touching yourself?" Seed laughed again. Then he smiled mischievously and ran his fingers over the older man's strong shoulders, stopping to caress the smooth chest. "If you ever decide to do that, I wanna watch... But you're so not gonna do that today. I didn't go through all that stupid paperwork for nothing... So get on with it..."

The silver-haired man leaned up to kiss the redhead. Seed giggled, wrapped his legs around the swordsman's waist and rubbed himself against the older man.

"Aw, you're no fun, Culgan," he mumbled, nibbling the older man's earlobe. "You say you missed me, but you aren't even hard..."

"Hmm?" Culgan captured his lover's chin with his left hand and looked deep into the wine-red eyes. "Oh, I'm not lying. I just happen to have better self-control than some of us here. And do you really think I would have waited this long and not touched myself if I'd..."

The redhead frowned, looking a bit annoyed. He couldn't get himself to break off from staring back into those icy-blue eyes, trying to wonder what their owner was thinking. He'd never succeeded in figuring out what went on in Culgan's mind, but that didn't stop him from trying.

"Bastard. I suffered all that damn time I wasted in doing the cursed paperwork..."

The older man laughed slightly, then kissed him again. "Poor thing. Then again, I'd bet that you've been suffering from the moment you stopped by my office today and made me promise that I'd be here tonight..."

Seed tried to look angry, or at least hurt. He poked the silver-haired swordsman's side, trying to think of something to get even with for his lover's teasing. He couldn't think of anything, and he couldn't deny that Culgan was right, either. After getting the other man to make that promise today, he'd had a hard time concentrating on anything. Now, it was even harder. He was sitting there and clinging to his lover... And feeling Culgan's nakedness so close was making him insane.

"Shut up and take me."

The silver-haired man chuckled, shaking his head. "Oh, so I was right?"

The redhead squirmed a bit, starting to nibble on his lover's neck. "Come on! Can't you drop the subject already? You're killing me... And... now you are hard... Dammit, Culgan, how do you do that?"

"What? Stay calm? I told you already. Self-control."

The younger man dug his nails in the ice-blue-eyed man's arms, gnawing on the strong neck. He hated when Culgan acted calm like that - and his lover did so too often, while Seed would've preferred to get pressed on the sheets and just get through with it.

"Fuck you and your self-control, Culgan. Get on with it or I'll impale myself on that..."

The older man laughed. "That's something I'd expect from you... Sorry for making you frustrated. And guess we've both waited enough..."

He lifted the younger man off him, gently placing him on the bed and leaning down to kiss him. Seed purred under the kiss, throwing his arms around the older man's neck again and holding there. He had nothing against Culgan taking control of things - that was what he wanted. So he lay still, letting the older man's passionate kiss take all power from his body for a moment.

Then the silver-haired swordsman broke the kiss and his touch left the redhead for a moment. He opened his eyes and sighed as he saw Culgan getting something from the nightstand.

"Damn lubricant... do you always have to waste time with that? I'm in pain here..."

The older man smiled, opening the small bottle and rubbing some of the contents on his hands. "Yes, I do have to. I'd end up hurting us both if I didn't..."

"I don't care. Just get on with it."

Culgan sighed, shaking his head. He knew his lover well - and the fact that Seed would've wanted him to try hurting him wasn't something he wanted. He took pride on being the perfect lover he was, but unfortunately, his red-haired companion didn't usually want to care.

The younger man pressed his head against the pillow when Culgan's hands returned to caress his body. The silver-haired man placed a gentle kiss on the parted lips, then moved lower, kissing the redhead's neck, shoulders and chest until his lips came across one small nub. He stopped to nibble on it tenderly while slipping his hand between the younger man's legs just when Seed started to get frustrated again.

"Aah... Culgan... dammit... stop... playing around..."

Slender fingers captured the silver hair and pulled gently as the older man moved to kiss the other hard nub. The hand on the younger man's crotch found the erect member and started stroking gently. Seed writhed under the touch, biting his lower lip to kill those annoying mews.

"Culgan, for Highland's sake... stop that... you're killing me..."

The older man shifted his position so that he was lying between the redhead's legs. He drew one slender leg over his shoulder while moving down and stopping to kiss the tip of the hard length.

"I don't think I'm killing you - if I was, you wouldn't be whispering my name so adorably..."

"Fuck you, Cul- aaaaaah!" Seed was about to try to kick the older man, but suddenly warm lips enveloped his member and started suckling gently. He tightened his grip on the short silver hair, but otherwise just melted on the sheets, knowing that there was no point resisting. Culgan was determined to get him to release once before getting to the point, so he could just as well give up.

He spread his legs as much as he could when he felt Culgan's hand moving lower between his legs and poking the tight entrance. He cried out softly and arched his back when the oiled fingers entered him, pressing deep into him, searching for the weak spot.

Culgan stopped to look at his lover's face for a moment, smiling smugly. His pressed his fingers deeper, finding the target easily. His fingertips brushed over the sensible spot, making the redhead squirm and moan helplessly. He chuckled a bit, then returned his attention to the throbbing length, drawing it deep into his mouth just a moment before the redhead released, crying out the older man's name.

Seed sagged against the sheets powerlessly, then blinked a couple of times, pulling himself together. "Can't you just... get on with it? Do you always have to do that?"

"Yes, I do. Do you have any idea how sweet it is to hear you call my name like that?"

The redhead tried to bite the older man's lips as the swordsman's smiling face appeared over his. "Oh, screw you. No, I don't know. One of these days, I'll do that to you and then we'll see."

Culgan silenced the younger man with a passionate kiss, then withdrew his fingers and took the oil bottle again.

"Oh, I'll be waiting for that day," he answered, still smiling as he added some oil on his own member. "I have yet to see the time you'd actually be able to control yourself long enough to play the giving partner here."

The younger man didn't bother to answer, but wrapped his arms loosely around the ice-blue-eyed man's shoulders and spread his legs a bit more, waiting to finally get something he'd wanted all day. Culgan didn't let him down - he held the redhead's thighs apart with one hand while gently pressing his length inside, causing Seed to dig his nails into the older swordsman's shoulders.

"Seed. Do you always have to do that? You're making me bleed."

"Shut... up... and... ahn... Cul... gan..."

The older man smiled, resuming what he'd started by starting to thrust in a smooth rhythm. Seed wrapped his legs about his lover's waist, trying to press himself against the invading length as well as he could. The bliss took over his senses soon enough, and he had just clung to the older man, letting him rock him gently. His member was already half-erect again, rubbing against Culgan's lower abdomen.

The older man's hand slipped between their bodies a moment later and sought out the neglected member, starting to stroke it skillfully. Seed clenched his eyes shut and bit his lip again, not wanting to give Culgan the pleasure of hearing him moaning the older man's name helplessly, but the faltering control he had over his actions vanished as his lover's member hit the weak spot inside him.

"...Cul... gan... Aah..."

The older man placed another gentle kiss on his lips, then leaned to whisper something to his ear. Seed was, however, beyond the point of comprehension.

"Mine, forever... as I'm yours... now, forever, for all eternity..." Culgan whispered, smiling. He knew that the younger man couldn't hear anymore, but sometimes he loved whispering such things to his lover when making love. He continued thrusting, listening the redhead's voice. He wrapped his arms around the younger man, holding him in his arms.

It didn't take long until Seed came with a loud cry, calling out the silver-haired man's name again. Then he relaxed against the pillows, enjoying the moment of still feeling Culgan move inside him.

The ice-blue-eyed man pressed inside the redhead for a couple of more times, then closed his eyes and let his own orgasm take over. He buried his face against his lover's neck, sighing contentedly.

After a moment that felt like an eternity, the redhead opened his eyes. "...Culgan...?"

"Yes?"

"You're heavy..."

The older man smiled, but when he tried to move, Seed wrapped his legs around him again. "Don't go yet..."

"But you just complained that I'm heavy."

"Yeah... but I'm about to doze off... And I want to fall asleep while you're still there..."

Culgan chuckled, leaning in to kiss the younger man's lips. When he broke the tender kiss, the redhead was already asleep.

"Sweet dreams..." He whispered into his red-haired lover's ear before getting off of him and leaving the bed for a moment to get the soft cloth and water he'd brought to his bedroom earlier. He cleaned them both, then just lay on his back and drew the redhead to his arms.

"Good night, my love," he mumbled before drifting off to sleep himself.

Author's notes:

This is... yeah. PWP CulSee. Nothing much to say here.

- Lady Harken