Cosmo quivered as pulled the clean shirt over his head, the soft fabric raising goosebumps over his hypersensitive skin. He was absolutely a ball of pure, aching energy. Had been all day. Barely restrained in every way.
 Today was his birthday.
 His 18th birthday.
 He was at last going to get to do what he’d be wanting to do for the last six months: make love to Ace. Ace Cooper, magician, best friend and soon to be lover. He wasn’t sure exactly what he was going to do, but he sure as hell knew he was going to do something!
 Oh man, he’d wanted to do something at the crack of dawn. He’d tried to, pouncing on his older partner while the man still laid in bed. But Ace had been adamant and ordered a shield up. He wanted to make the night an occasion. Cosmo just wanted to make Ace scream.
 He felt like screaming himself. Not for the first, or thirtieth time, he almost dropped the shield. It was the only thing that kept Ace’s own powerful emotions from mingling with his own, a volatile mix that would easily overrun his common sense, driving him to a single minded sexual frenzy.
 And Ace thought this was a bad thing?
 Like hell!
 But Ace had been adamant and Cosmo had relented. Up went the shield, but it sure as heck didn’t do anything for Cosmo’s own libido. He fairly crackled with nervous energy as he tried to tuck his shirt in.
 Cosmo was really about to enter uncharted territory with his partner. Neither one had ever had any experience with other men. Heck, Cosmo had never looked at another man with the slightest interest. Only Ace.
 Oh yeah.. Ace.
 His cock throbbed at the thoughts that flitted through his head.
 “Cut that out,” he muttered to his way-ward organ. Bad enough to have his shield up, but he wasn’t going to go to the dinner table with a raging hard-on, even if the only thing he was interested in devouring was a certain dark haired individual with delightful white stripes.
 He had a rough idea what to do. Cosmo had quietly tried to do some research, to get an idea what men did with men. At first he’d nearly died of embarrassment, but then, as he read on, he realized this was what he could do, was going to do with Ace. The embarrassment had been quickly lost, hot interest taking its place.
 Okay, he’d managed to get his shirt on without incident. It was not his typical red and purple striped attire, tucked into red pants. Quite by accident Cosmo had felt a spike of pleasure come from his partner a week ago as he tried on some new clothes. His old ones were showing wear and tear. Ace had been the picture of disinterest, but the older man’s appreciation was like a neon sign in his mind. So, now he wore a dark, sapphire shirt tucked into dark gray blue jeans. Personally he thought the colors a bit drab, especially contrasting with his vibrant red hair, but then... A wicked smile graced his lips. He wasn’t wearing this for his pleasure....
 He checked himself in the mirror a final time and sighed. Damn shield. Every now and then a hot shard of thought would come sneaking through, sending shivers through him and it took all his will not to hunt the magician down and attack him.
 Cosmo took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Ace meant well, wanted to make this night special. The older man was the consummate romantic. Cosmo cherished that side of him, even if it ran counter to his own devil may care attitude.
 He turned to the door and hesitated. A tickle of fear rose in his gut. It was not the first time. This really was uncharted territory, no matter how much he wanted it. Cosmo prayed that things went right. That he didn’t screw up. Oh god, don’t let me screw up our first time together. Anything but that.
 He took another deep breath and forced his feet to move to the door. Well, if anything, the fear at least had dimmed his arousal. Well, at least a little.

***

 Ace Cooper looked critically at the table he’d set up in the living room. For some reason it didn’t seem grand enough for the occasion. Not for the first time today he wished Cosmo would have let him take him out for dinner. The teen had absolutely refused.
 Ace couldn’t really argue, it was Cosmo’s birthday after all, even if he wanted to make the moment memorable. Cosmo, while having no troubles in loving Ace, saw no reason to flaunt it in public. He was not ashamed, not in the least, but he was worried. Same sex relationships were not at all unacceptable, but there was still the matter of age. Cosmo was over a decade younger and that was still frowned upon. Ace really didn’t give a flying damn, but Cosmo did. He fought against anything he imagined might cause Ace harm or trouble.
 It was that possessive, protective instinct that made him love the hot blooded young man, but still... He really didn’t care what people thought and wanted take Cosmo everywhere, do everything with him.
 Perhaps in time. Perhaps.
 Ace eyed the table again, then gave up. Cosmo had insisted on a quiet dinner at home. Not that it was a bad thing. Ace’s room was just down the hall. That was convenient. Verrry convenient.
 ‘Stop it. Just stop it!’ he order his overactive imagination. It’d been hard enough to evict Cosmo from his bed this morning as the young man had bounced in, clad in nothing but his boxers-- which did nothing to hide the young man’s arousal. But Ace was determined, more now then ever, to have everything go perfectly.
 He felt a nervous butterfly flutter in his stomach and sighed. Ace was not an inexperienced man, neither was Cosmo, but their experiences were with the opposite sex, not with each other. He’d been studying, learning what to do and what was needed. Ace didn’t doubt Cosmo was doing the same, but he felt he should know, be as ready as possible. He wanted everything to be perfect.
 He wanted to be perfect.
 There was no denying his desire for the young man, no denying it whatsoever, but he didn’t want the night to past in a blind fury. He wanted it to last, to linger and be heaven for both of them. That was going to be hard once Cosmo dropped his shields. He knew the young man would. The shield was not only taxing for the teen to generate, but went against his very nature. Ace had learned early on that Cosmo did not like being cut off from his partner, for better or worst.
 Ace shivered.
 Tonight was going to be for the better. Definitely!
 ‘Stop it,’ he demanded his wandering thoughts. The way he was going he was going to break down that shield. He didn’t want to, well, not yet...
 “Hey.”
 Startled, Ace spun about as Cosmo peeked in the living room. He smiled hesitantly as he walked in, pausing to look about. The rooms lights were dimmed to just a step above darkness, only two flickering candles on the table casting any real illumination. Ace stepped forward, smiling warmly as the young man approached.

 Cosmo’s breath left his body.
 He wasn’t the only one who’d had the idea to dress for the occasion. Ace had shed his cape and jacket. His shirt was still white, but not the high collared one he usually wore. This one had a very open neck that dipped low across the older man’s powerful chest, the tight fabric rippling over well developed muscles. This was tucked into equally tight black pants that did everything to accentuate every curve of the magician’s body.
 He was hard in a heartbeat and didn’t really give a damn.
 “Hey,” he said again, somewhat awkwardly. Cosmo knew how to talk to a girl he was interested in, but it just didn’t seem to be the way to talk to his partner. Such romantic dribble seemed too artificial when dealing with the love he had for the older man. Ace must have felt the same way since neither of them had ever given into sweet nothings or such rot.

 “You noticed, eh?” Ace chuckled, eyeing Cosmo’s own attire appreciatively. The dark colors contrasted to his pale complexion making the young man appear all the more exotic, tantalizing. Cosmo caught his eyes and glanced down briefly at his own clothes. He managed a smile.
 “Yeah, it sort of came through,” he admitted, then looked about uncertainly. “This.. it’s a bit awkward, isn’t it?” Cosmo mumbled.
 Ace looked at him puzzled. “Why do you say that?’ he asked curiously.

 “Well.” Cosmo shrugged. “I’m use to romancing... well woman, not...”
 Great, now he was blushing.
 ‘Way to go Cos,’ he thought darkly.
 “You may treat me anyway you feel comfortable with, Cosmo,” Ace assured, coming toe to toe with him, placing his hands comfortably on the smaller man’s shoulders.
 “Whatever you're comfortable with,” he repeated.
 Cosmo looked up in his sincere face and nodded, offering a smile.
 “Thanks, dude... Ace,” he said softly. Ace nodded and smiled, stepping back and making a small gesture to the table.
 Cosmo said nothing, but took his seat, his partner sitting across from him. The candle light was lost in the shimmering dark hair but caught the white, giving the stripes an ethereal glow that made Ace all the more appealing.
 He met Ace’s gaze and saw the restrained hunger in the gray depths as they danced over his face. He nearly lost the shield right there and then.
 “Are you hungry?” Ace asked politely, already uncovering one of the dishes set out on the table.
 “Depends what’s on the menu, dude,” Cosmo rumbled heavily. Dear god, he wasn’t going to last through dinner, he just knew it. Ace laughed and shook his head.
 “That is not exactly what I meant,” he sighed.
 Cosmo’s eyes narrowed hungrily. “It’s what I meant,” he pressed, completely disinterested in the food Ace sat in front of him. The shields were wavering and hints of the magician’s own excitement were starting to leak through.

 Ace saw the animalistic desire burning in his friend’s eyes and made a visible effort to calm his own aroused emotions. It was the only way to keep from pushing Cosmo over the edge. Not that he didn’t want to do that, just, not yet.
 “Eat. You’ll need your strength,” Ace chuckled lightly.

 Cosmo let out disappointed sigh, but smiled all the same.
 “Promises, promises,” he muttered, lifting his fork, for the first time actually noticing the filet migon and steamed vegetables on his plate. The shield was still in place, the pressure receding and Cosmo knew Ace was making an effort not to encroach.
 Of course, this was exactly the opposite of what Cosmo wanted.
 But...
 Ace wanted this to be special, for both of them.

 Ace watched as the young man actually succeeded in taking a bite, admiring his companion as they ate in comfortable silence.
 “I have a birthday gift for you,” he said suddenly, taking a sip off wine. Startled, Cosmo looked up, brows puzzled.
 “Uh... I thought,” he started, then shrugged. “Well, I thought you were the birthday present.”
 Ace shook his head and reached over, gently capturing Cosmo’s free hand.
 “I am and always will be yours,” he said softly. “That.. is a given.”
 
 Cosmo blushed and looked at the hand holding his, one thumb making gentle circles over the back of his hand. There was a purity in the gesture that surpassed the burning sexual urges running through him, and it amazed him. Ace had expressed his love a number of times, but always Cosmo was astonished. He would never get tired of hearing it.
 “So,” he drawled playfully. “What did you get me?”
 “Well,” Ace said, pausing to take another bite of steak, enjoying the impatience that flitted across his partner’s face. “It’s in the garage,” he finished, taking another sip of wine.
 Cosmo frowned, puzzled. In the garage?
 Oh man, Ace couldn’t have... could he?
 “The bike?” he dared to breath. For the last year Cosmo had been saving up to buy his own bike. He had free use of any of Ace’s own vehicles, but there was just something about having a bike of his very own.
 Ace’s smile was all the confirmation he needed.
 “Oh man, Ace, you shouldn’t. That thing costs a fortune,” Cosmo gasped not sure whether to be thrilled or mad.
 Ace shrugged indifferently.
 “Ace... I don’t want you doing things like that!” Cosmo gasped suddenly.

  Ace was taken aback by the hint of anger in his friend’s voice.
 “I wanted to get you something special,” he said, uncertain at what the problem was.
 “Ace... I,” Cosmo stammered. Something was definitely wrong and Ace reached out, taking Cosmo’s hand again.
 “What’s wrong, Cosmo?” he asked worriedly.
 Cosmo stammered. “I... it just feels like,” he tried.
 Ahh, Ace suspected he knew the problem. “That I’m trying to buy your love?” he ventured.
 Cosmo paused, then nodded slowly.
 “I don’t want you doing anything special for me, Ace. It’s not what I want,” Cosmo sighed. “I earn my own money. I’m not interested in yours,” he went on.
 “I’m sorry you feel that way, Cosmo,” Ace said softly. “I am not trying to buy your love, and I’m fully aware that you earn your own keep,” he continued, silencing any further protest. “I’m giving you the bike because I want to. Because it makes you happy and that makes me happy. That, nothing more.”

 Cosmo sat for a moment in complete silence as Ace words filtered through. Slowly he nodded.
 “Okay,” he said at last. “But don’t make it a habit, Ace. I.. I want to do the same for you, but.. I can’t.” Knowing it was the fact he couldn’t return Ace’s lavish gestures of affection that disturbed him more than the gift. He wanted to give Ace everything; even if he couldn’t.

 Ace chuckled, shaking his head.
 “Forgive me. I never looked at it that way,” he admitted. The truth was he didn’t. He would make sure not to forget in the future.
 “Will you accept the bike?” he asked hopefully, eyebrows raised. For a second Cosmo frowned, then broke out in cheeky grin.
 “You bet,” he announced cheerfully, taking a sip of his own wine. “But you didn’t need to, Ace. Really.”
 Ace shrugged, hiding his own grin in his glass. Ahh, his partner. He wouldn’t want him any other way.
 Taking another sip he let his eyes travel over the young man as he continued to eat. Ace was glad to see his appetite was healthy, he had not been entirely joking that he wanted Cosmo to build up his strength. He had plans. A shiver ran through him as one of the many thought’s he’d been entertaining all afternoon played in his minds eye before his brain could edit.
 ‘Opps.’

 Cosmo looked up, the last bit of steak on his fork forgotten as another searing tendril lashed against his shield. Ace was watching him, not really paying any attention to his own food, seeming to fed on the presence of the man across from him.
 He laid his fork down and met the interested eyes with a sly smile. The bike.. hell the whole dinner was quickly forgotten as he stared deep into the gray-blue pools.
 “Aren’t you hungry?” he teased lightly, most of Ace’s own food was untouched. A quirk came to the older man’s lips.

 ‘Damn.. caught.’
 “Yes, I am,” Ace rumbled softly. In a way it was the truth.

 Cosmo sucked in an involuntary breath at the heavy desire layered beneath the softly spoken words. That was it, he was going to chuck the shields.

 Ace knew he was pushing the barrier and fleetingly knew he was rushing the dinner, but seeing Cosmo, so close, so beautiful... Their altercation just moments ago was fading to memory as he drank in the young man’s hot gaze.
 “Then,” Cosmo decided softly, rising even as Ace cocked a surprised eyebrow at him. “I’d better feed you,” he almost purred, closing the distance in two long strides.
 Ace couldn’t have resisted if he wanted to. He rose at Cosmo’s approach, admiring the restrained power in the young man’s walk. Not for the first time the shear sexual magnitude the teen projected seared through him. And all that desire, passion was for him, only for him. It took his breath away.
 Ace had been ready for a wild attack, but Cosmo surprised him as he spread his hands against his chest lightly, letting them slid slowly around him. Pressing himself firmly, bodily, against his larger partner, Cosmo molded himself against the magician, looking up with smoldering passion.
 Ace felt a shiver of excitement course though him as Cosmo own hard erection brushed against his. With a soft exhale of admiration, Ace let his hands slid up along the sides of Cosmo’s face, the young man’s eyes closing in delight as his fingers slipped beneath the head ban and he carefully guided the distracting glasses away from the sharply angled features.
 A slight smile curved Cosmo’s lips as his red hair fluffed forward. Ace simply smiled, letting the glasses fall, one hand coming up to cup his partner’s face lovingly.
 ‘Oh well,’ he thought fleetingly. ‘So much for dinner’
 The rest died as Ace opened himself to Cosmo, dipping slowly forward. Cosmo rose slightly to join in the kiss, the two moving together, completing the union. Ace’s arms tightened about the teen as their tongues fought and entwined in the rising passion. He let his world spin around the mere presence of the man in his arms. His heat, his love, his desire.
 They broke breathlessly, Ace swimming in the hungry sea of his younger partner’s gaze.
 “Shield?” he asked weakly.
 “Barely,” Cosmo answered and Ace nodded bending down and taking Cosmo’s mouth hostage again, the younger man offering no resistance as the magic exploded around them both.

 Cosmo broke free with a gasp, the magic and arousal bursting over him, pushing past the weakening barrier as Ace shifted their reality to his bedroom. Distantly he noted that his partner had been busy. The room was alight with a dozen candles, but the thought was fleeting as look up to the man who held him tenderly.
 Beautiful didn’t seem a good enough description for the man as Cosmo let his eyes travel over the familiar face. He would never get tired of looking at Ace. His dark hair, the wonderfully unique white stripes or those eyes. Warm, mysterious gray eyes blessed with a touch of blue.
 “Are you ready?” Ace asked softly, offering him a way out if there was any doubts. There was none. Never would be again. He met the questing eyes with his own and let that truth shine through.
 “Yes.” And finally he let the damn shield down.
 Desire; scalding sexual desire crashed into his awareness as Ace swept him up in another kiss, his tongue teasing his mouth incessantly as he melted in the older man’s embrace. He could do no more than hang there for a moment in his partner’s strong arms as the emotions surged and swelled around him, finally settling into a simmering fire that filled every nook and cranny of his brain.
 “I love you, Ace,” he rasped heavily as Ace came up for air. Then, because he knew it was what Ace wanted to hear, was what he wanted to say, Cosmo continued, leaning hard against the taut body of the magician he looked straight into those beautiful eyes.
 “I want you, Ace.”
 
 Ace sucked in a hard breath, eyes closing as a bolt of passion shot through him. It was not the first time he had heard those heady words, but this time there would be no resistance. He would finally have what he’d only dreamt of before. He would have Cosmo. Completely. Wholly.
 They fell back onto the bed, Cosmo on top and taking full advantage of the position. Oh god... Ace’s brain went numb as Cosmo’s hand traveled over his chest, snaked teasingly close to his restrained cock, then came back as the young man locked lips with his, plundering the magician’s mouth.
 Ace took it in, the taste, the feel of the fiery young man as his own trembling hands strove to catch the hem of Cosmo’s shirt. He caught it, and pulled it roughly up, Cosmo obligingly bending enough for Ace to pull the soft fabric free and discard it forgotten to the floor.
 For a moment he simply stared in awe at the firm body posed in front of him. He’d seen Cosmo bare often enough, but now, it was like a whole new experience.

 Cosmo smiled seductively, shifting and stretching expansively, feeling Ace’s flaming appreciation course over him as the older man admired his slender, muscular build.
 Gray eyes glittered lustfully at him from beneath dark brows. Ace attacked, rolling the younger man over easily, the bed bouncing from the action.
 Cosmo let out a primal groan as Ace’s lips brushed across his chest then latched onto one hard nipple, sucking fiercely. He bucked from the pleasure, spots dancing before his eyes. This was heaven. Heaven was Ace, his mind, his body, part of him, in him, around him.

 Ace delighted in every tremble that shuddered through the tight muscles beneath his hands. It was hard to restrain himself, to not give into the demanding passion and just plow forward heedless but this was their first time. The first time. He would make it perfect. He would be perfect for Cosmo.

 Cosmo couldn’t stand it. His hand caught the edge of Ace’s shirt and jerked it open, buttons flying. If it had caused any discomfort in his partner it never registered as the older man fought briefly to get out of the restraining cloth. Cosmo ran his hands over the washboard stomach and launched forward catching Ace’s own nipple in his mouth letting his tongue swirl lazily over erect bud.

 Ace gasped and ran his hands possessively through Cosmo’s thick red hair, burying his face there, inhaling deeply the young man's scent.
 “I love you,” he breathed as Cosmo shifted, suckling at his other tit, his hands clutching tight at his back.

 Ace was his world. A burning swirl of passion and love. He couldn’t think, didn’t even try. He trusted Ace, trusted him to guide him, to have an idea of what the hell they were doing because he sure as heck didn’t. And he didn’t damn well care.
 “Ace,” Cosmo rasped, just this side of cognitive. He looked up, eyes wide and dilated wide with arousal, breathing in heavy gasps that shuddered against his partner’s body.
 “Ace,” he said again, feeling the magician’s hand caressing his face, his chest, everywhere. "Want ...you,” he managed, hands fumbling at the hem of Ace’s pants. All he wanted was to feel this fire, feed it, feed on it, let it burn through him for eternity.

 Ace caught one hand and gently lead it to where his cock ached with arousal, laying it there against the hard mound.
 “I want you too, Cosmo,” he breathed lightly in one ear. A hot moan escaped the young man and a whimper of need. Ace was not even one step behind him, working to free Cosmo of the remnants of his own clothing.

 The young man tried to help, but was too far lost in the heat of the moment, body trembling from the mingled desires, entwining urges to be one. God, he wanted to make Ace scream! Wanted to feel him climax so bad that it hurt.
 Cosmo was barely aware when Ace had managed to free him of his own pants and underwear, the magician laying him back lovingly as he hurried to remove his own. Cosmo quivered and watched, for the first time seeing Ace fully naked. Completely aroused.

 The magician saw the direction of Cosmo’s gaze and froze for a moment, on his knees, on the bed beside his partner, and let the young man drink him in. He was doing the same, eyes traveling over the heaving chest and the thin line of red hair that went over the tight stomach to blend in the with the thicker red pubic hair that currently cradled Cosmo’s own weeping erection.
 His own cock jumped with a mind of it’s own as he bent over, running his hands the length of the young man, letting his fingers wrapped around the twitching organ. Cosmo all but screamed at his touch, body arching up as the magician ran his fingers down the thick length, then back again. Ace stroked again and again, firm, slow, and watched Cosmo’s mouth open in a silent cry, eyes closing in the rapt pleasure.

 “Ace,” he whimpered, needing more, wanting more. His own hand sought out his lover, found Ace’s own full cock and clutched at it possessively. The thought that this was another man never registered. All that matter that this was Ace. Ace was here for him and he was here for Ace.

 “What do you want, Cosmo?” Ace whispered seductively in his ear, leaving a trail of kisses down the younger man’s neck, hands never stop working their magic on the shuddering form.
 Cosmo was so hot, soo... exciting. Ace had had many lovers, but none that aroused him this much. None that brought white hot desire with a mere moan. Cosmo turned to him, mouth wet, breathing heavy as gray eyes burned into him.
 “I want you, Ace,” he repeated. “I don’t care how, I want you!”
 Ace shuddered at the shear hunger and conviction in that carnal demand. He straddled the young man, letting their cocks rub together. Fireworks danced in front of his eyes as he brushed across Cosmo slowly. The teen let out a shuddering wail and grabbed at his hips forcing him closer, grinding into him.
 “Cosmo,” he gasped, trying to think past the spinning whirlwind that was wrapped around his mind. It was not an easy task as the heat of Cosmo’s raging hard-on burned against his own. He bent down again, rubbing his face through the soft red hair, letting his tongue trace over one ear.
 “I want to be in you,” he whispered. It was request, gently made but the reaction was violent, demanding.
 “Yesss!” Cosmo moaned, arching up, pushing them closer together.

 Ace.. in him. It set a whole new fire to his mind and was mirrored by the magician’s own exhilaration at the prospect, turning his brain to jello.

 Ace leaned forward just enough to reach the backboard of the bed were he’d left a number of items just for this moment. He grabbed one in particular and started to move down, trailing kisses across the sweat shinned body, gently pushing Cosmo’s leg apart.
 The young man spread them further, lifting himself up for him, offering himself. The teen’s supple surrender made the magician groan in ecstasy.
 He ran one hand over the youths swollen cock, taking delight in it’s silky hot feel before continuing further down. Ace generously applied the salve just as had been suggested, then slowly, gently eased one finger into the willing back entrance.

 Cosmo cried out, a mingling of pain and pleasure trying to find enough control to relax. He knew what Ace had to do. Wanted Ace to do it....
 “Ace,” he breathed as much to assure as to urge.

 Ace had frozen at the outcry, but his partner settled, breathing still heavy and seductive. He eased his finger in all the way, letting tight muscles relax around it. Oh god, so tight. He was going to put himself in there. In Cosmo. Hot, tight Cosmo.
 “Ace,” Cosmo moaned again, twitching, body raising demandingly. Ace happily obliged now fully intent on one goal and one goal only. Possessing this body, becoming one with this man. He slipped another finger along with the first letting them move gently inside.

 A trembling gasp tore from Cosmo as his mind whited out. Oh god.. it felt sooo good. If he knew it would feel like this, he would have jumped Ace years ago.
 A third finger entered and it was nearly too much for the teen, Ace’s nearly insatiable arousal so perfectly blending with his own aching need that there was neither beginning nor end to the emotions.

 “Cosmo, are you okay?” Ace asked with soft worry, feeling the muscles, while loosening, still tight around his fingers. Cosmo absolutely glared at him, not in anger, or pain, but pure unbridled lust.
 “Want you.” The words were strained, thick and heavy. “In me. Now!”
 It was all Ace needed, the demand searing across his brain as he pulled free taking only a moment to apply some more salve to his own aching arousal. Cosmo lifted up, muscular legs folding back, beseeching him as he eased forward, gently pushing the tip of his penis past the tight outer-ring.
 Cosmo cried out again, trembling and Ace froze uncertainly. Cosmo looked up, shivering, eyes barely slits as his partner hesitated. The young man fairly growled, rocked forward in a maneuver only a master contortionist (or a  very aroused teen) could do and caught Ace’s hips roughly, pulling him in the rest of the way in in one fast, violent motion.
 Ace cried out in torturous delight as he slid in Cosmo the full length of his shaft, burying himself completely.
 Oh dear god!
 Ace couldn’t breath. He just couldn’t. Cosmo was so hot, so tight. It went beyond his wildest imaginings. This was heaven. He could die now and be happy. As long as he was in Cosmo.
 The young man on the other hand, had other ideas. Ace gasped as the teen bucked against him demandingly.
 “Ace...please,” he whimpered, body twisting with unsuppressed desire. It was all the urging Ace needed as he pulled out to the point of escaping and slid back in, a shudder tearing through the body beneath him. He set up a slow rhythm, rocking passionately against his partner, Cosmo keeping pace, moving with him and meeting every sensual blow.

 Ace in him. It was marvelous! Every time he moved... Cosmo let out a moan of carnal pleasure. Oh, it felt good, so gooood... Ace filled him and he loved it, loved every hot inch of the man. The magician’s own unfettered pleasure blew through his mind and he delighted in the primal, erotic feel, his own excitement rising higher and hotter by the second.

 Cosmo caught Ace’s arms pulled him roughly against him, wanting him, hard, fast, violent. Ace was too far gone to care and gave in to the young man’s demands, thrusting deep and fiercely, glorying in the feel of tight muscles dragging across his cock.
 He watched through heavy lids the young man trembling beneath him. Every twitch and shudder made him push fervidly, striving to get deeper, Cosmo twisting and urging all the more with every intrusion, muscles tensing as he fought to breathe.
 Again and again Ace pumped against the young man as Cosmo’s ragged breathing grew faster and harder with every blow, taking Ace beyond any state of sexual desire he’d ever felt. Suddenly, Cosmo clawed madly at the bed, breathe sucking in harshly.

 “Ace!!!” It was a scream to the heavens. Cosmo arched up, taking Ace so deeply, so completely into him. He climaxed, hard. Oh god, so marvelous hard, feeling the wet fluid gush over his stomach even though his cock had not been touched. He couldn’t imagine what it would like if it had been. Ace in him, physically, mentally was too much to handle as Cosmo screamed in raw pleasure.

 Ace gasped as he felt the sphincter muscles tightened almost painfully around him as his lover cried his name aloud. The world whited out as his cock was swallowed into that welcoming, tight, loving embrace and it blew past all of Ace’s senses as he felt a scream tear from his own throat.
 He came, hard and shuddering, filling Cosmo, thrusting against the young man as his world blew apart. Heaven was being in Cosmo, filling Cosmo, climaxing in him. Ace could die happy now.
 He collapsed, against the wet heaving body beneath him, utterly numb as little aftershocks of pleasure shivered through him.
 Never, never in his wildest dreams.
 Ace tried to get one arm under him, lift himself up enough to look at the tender face beneath him, small tremors coursing through the young, hard body.

 Cosmo laid there, eyes closed, panting. He was aware of only the echoes of Ace’s climax rolling around his mind. It had been so.. so.. intense. More than he had hoped. He wanted more, oh yes he wanted more... needed more. If only he had the strength. If only every nerve in his body wasn’t completely shot at the moment.
 At last, Cosmo opened his eyes and looked into Ace’s own loving, amazed gaze.
 “Thank you,” he breathed weakly. Perhaps not the most romantic thing, but the most honest. Ace smiled and let a finger trace along Cosmo’s cheek.
 “Thank you,” the magician whispered back. Cosmo smiled and sighed. Ace was still in him, could stay there forever as far as he was concerned but decided his partner was too far away. He reached up and wrapped a hand around Ace’s neck, tugging him down.

 Ace relented, feeling himself slip free of his lover's body with only a smidgen of despair as he gave happily enough into Cosmo’s tugging hand, laying across Cosmo’s chest, feeling the trip hammer heartbeat slow. A feeling of utter contentment washed over him and was mirrored in Cosmo’s slow sigh.
 “This,” the young man whispered softly. “Could become a habit,” he decided.
 Ace laughed lightly. Habit nothing, this could become an obsession.
 “I love you, Cosmo,” he said instead, going limp against the younger man’s body. Cosmo accepted the weight, letting his hand smooth back Ace’s disrupted hair.
 “I love you, Ace.”
 Ace lost himself for a moment in the simple happiness of laying in Cosmo’s arms, hearing his rough breathing and feeling his heartbeat beneath him. It came, almost as an after thought as he amused himself trying to count the heart beats.
 “Oh yeah,” Ace murmured softly. “Happy birthday.”
 Cosmo chuckled lightly, letting his fingers run lazily through Ace’s hair.
 “It’s about time you said that.”