Oh, there were many things that were very much in the gutter that the former shepherd was allowing to run through his mind. The only difference was he had a better filter and more patience despite everything.
"I can't blame him for either thing~" JC was a stronger man than him for being able to put up with Peter's brand of nonsense. Oh, oh he liked that reaction out of him and can't help but grin. He's too cute for his own good, if anyone asked Abel.
What he doesn't expect is the next move, those words and being forcibly dragged into an empty boardroom. He'd normally complain that this would get them caught but right now?
He doesn't care as he reaches out to grab his hip again to pull him close in a much sloppier and almost desperate kiss. Fuck it, who cares if someone walked in at this point.
Peter wasn't exactly thinking about where they were; he just wanted to feel some friction to ease the tension building between them. He chuckled, shook his head and rolled his eyes as Abel spoke, and gave him an ever so slightly apprehensive look as he closed the door to the boardroom behind them. Nervous that Abel was going to object to them getting up to anything that wasn't PG13 in the place he has his super serious meetings in... After all, how are they going to be able to keep a straight face in here next time Sera calls a meeting, and all they can both do is stare at the golden stains they might have left on the cusions of the chairs...??
"Oof--eheh~" Peter blinks all wide-eyed in awe of his boyfriend, the moment he grabs one of those slim hips and pulls him. A shiver runs through him ending in a delighted sigh, Peter just loved it when Abel grabbed him like that. Others might not ever see it or feel it, but there was strength in those arms, controlled, cautious stranght and Peter was into it.
Abel's clumsy kiss has them bumping teeth, making Peter giggle as he cups both hands at the side of Abel's face, tracing his thumbs across their bottom lip between kisses, humming a pleased sound before he slides his hands down Abel's chest and lightly pushes him back unto he either bumps into a table or chair, Peter dones't care what, he just wants this big dork of a man to sit his fine ass down so he can climb him.
Honestly, it'd keep Abel's attention more if they left stains in here, not that he would ever tell Sera or anyone else about that. It would be their dirty little secret at the end of the day and be one good distraction in a boring meeting if needed.
Just because he was on the larger side of things didn't mean he didn't have strength in him. Strength didn't mean chiseled and ripped abs, after all. He could, in theory, pick Peter up like it was nothing, but he was gentle and only moved him as needed.
A messy and spontaneous kiss was just them at this point and when he cups his cheeks he's lightly leaning into one of his palms with a pleased hum.
Luckily he's easily guided back against the table and when he bumps into it he's grabbing those same hips to stop him and place his forehead to his once again. "How?" How do you want him, Peter?
Oh fuck no! Peter would never tell anyone! He would be mortified, for both himself and Abel... Also, wouldn't want to get his man in any trouble, you know? Still, how naughty he'd feel every time he passed a mark they left together... No, Peter, stop thinking about it...
The fact that Abel was a little larger was one of the things Peter thought was so fuckin sexy, he couldn't even lie about that if he tried. Abel's skin was so soft and warm, he loved cuddling up against him, loved the little bumps that showed in his robes when he sat or stood a certain way; it was the most attractive thing to him. His well-fed lamb, the third man to ever exist, after all, 1st the worst, 2nd the best? And 3rd, the one he fell in love with~ But yes, Peter was well aware of Abel's strength, well aware of how he could toss him around like a ragdoll should he want to. It was hot that he could, hotter that he wouldn't unless asked to.
Peter smiled adoringly at Abel as he rested his face in his palm. Peter tipped his head aside, and that perfect blond curl of his hair bounced a little. "Lay down... Or sit..." As he said that, Peter blushed deeply, feeling under his own robes, fishing around for a moment before letting his underwear drop to the floor around his feet. "Please?"
Just because they're in Heaven doesn't mean they can't indulge in a little sin every so often. Who's going to say anything when they're as disgustingly in love as they are?
At least someone thought that because he still, in the back of his mind, thought that he would never compare to the others. But Peter picked him over anyone else and that had meant the world to him. No trying to change him, no saying what could be fixed, just accepted him as he was. And, really, that was the hottest thing about it all to him.
Honestly, he could stay like that forever if he was allowed. But his gorgeous boyfriend asked him to do something and he's going to oblige. Mostly. "On my back or front if I lay down?" He's sure he knows, but he may also be a little distracted by looking at that underwear as it drops. If he hadn't been told to do something else he already would have been on his knees in front of him.
Exactly! And besides, if Abel's old man could get away with murder, then what's a little sodomy between two best friends madly in love with each other?
Peter would give him a line face and raise a brow if he ever said anything along those lines to him. Abel was the hottest guy in Heaven, according to Peter, and that's saying a lot because in Heaven, everyone is hot! It was more than that, though. Abel's body was amazing, his smile, his heart, everything about him just made Peter feel so blessed to be his. He couldn't believe Abel picked him!
Swallowing thickly as he was asked that. Hmmm... Don't make him think on the spot! He thought he was going to just get ontop and work those slender hips, but Abel giving him the option (like he always did ) had visions of sliding up behind him and sinking between those-- Ahem! "Your back...I eh...I had a need I just have to itch, Abel... All that talk of Unicorn polo and riding and... yeeeaah " Blushing deeply as he gave Abel a nervous look.
Exactly. It's not even like they're just having sex to have it, they have feelings for each other!
One of these days he'll have better self esteem, but for now he's more distracted by his boyfriend having a boner because of him and that will never not amaze him.
Especially not when he's acting like that and he's dragging him back into a quick and messy kiss before wiggling to get into the table, casually wiggling to pull his robes up and pulling his own underwear off and onto the floor before laying back. He hadn't been lying about how hard he'd been, a sharp intake of breath coming as he feels the air on his poor straining dick. "You didn't have to explain~ I just needed to make sure I was in the right spot."
He really was taking this horse thing seriously, huh? "Going to show me how much of an expert rider you are?"
Goodness no! Only troublemakers do stuff like that! Not these boys! No, sir, these boys are wholesome and soft... Well, neither of them is soft at the moment. Quite the opposite, in fact.
One of these days, Peter hopes so too, but until then, he's not going to stop finding him perfect, desiring him as he does now.
Peter flushes in the apples of his cheeks at that. He might be the loudest of them, but he felt shy saying such things, so when Abel gently confirms there was no need, Peter gives him a flustered pout and playfully nips at his bottom lip before pulling away.
Looking over his lover as he lay there, cock standing tall and proud, Abel's adorable face looking down the table at Peter, the Saint made a square shape with his fingers and closed an eye, looking through them, pretending he was taking a snapshot. "Saving that for later~" He sang with a chuckle before scrambling up on his knees onto the table above Abel. Taking his hand to steady himself before biting his lips and sitting straddled over his boyfriend. As he lowered into a sitting position, Peter's cock rubbed over Abel's, sliding down the underside of the shaft, his robes hiding it, but the very lewd image of two protruding shapes hitched the fabric like a tent.
"Hey, Abe, baby, can you open a portal to ummm.. where... hmm.. " Tapping a finger off his bottom lip as he thought. "Oh! Yeah! To the left-hand side of my bed, please? Thanks~" Leaning down to give him a quick peck to the lips, excitement growing in his wide blue eyes as he waited. There was a really nice bottle of lube in his bedside table, see.
His pouting is never not cute, in his opinion and he can't help a soft laugh as he nips his lower lip. He won't have reason to pout much longer, if he had to guess.
Not can he help but wiggle a little in both anticipation and a hint of embarrassment with the gold on his cheeks while Peter sizes him up like a picture. He still doesn't quite understand how someone would like him like this, but he's long since learned complaining about it won't get him anywhere.
Thankfully he doesn't have to wait long as his boyfriend climbs into the table to straddle him, back arching off the table asking with his hips to try and get more friction between their dicks with a whine caught in his throat.
When Peter speaks again is when he pulls his brain back together, brain processing before he nods quickly and makes that portal faster than he's ever made one before. He's certain he knows exactly what he's going for and the wait is absolutely killing the angel. "You're going to have to be quieter than normal so no one hears us, you know~"
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Date: 2026-02-26 01:35 am (UTC)"I can't blame him for either thing~" JC was a stronger man than him for being able to put up with Peter's brand of nonsense. Oh, oh he liked that reaction out of him and can't help but grin. He's too cute for his own good, if anyone asked Abel.
What he doesn't expect is the next move, those words and being forcibly dragged into an empty boardroom. He'd normally complain that this would get them caught but right now?
He doesn't care as he reaches out to grab his hip again to pull him close in a much sloppier and almost desperate kiss. Fuck it, who cares if someone walked in at this point.
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Date: 2026-02-26 02:09 am (UTC)"Oof--eheh~" Peter blinks all wide-eyed in awe of his boyfriend, the moment he grabs one of those slim hips and pulls him. A shiver runs through him ending in a delighted sigh, Peter just loved it when Abel grabbed him like that. Others might not ever see it or feel it, but there was strength in those arms, controlled, cautious stranght and Peter was into it.
Abel's clumsy kiss has them bumping teeth, making Peter giggle as he cups both hands at the side of Abel's face, tracing his thumbs across their bottom lip between kisses, humming a pleased sound before he slides his hands down Abel's chest and lightly pushes him back unto he either bumps into a table or chair, Peter dones't care what, he just wants this big dork of a man to sit his fine ass down so he can climb him.
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Date: 2026-02-26 02:39 am (UTC)Just because he was on the larger side of things didn't mean he didn't have strength in him. Strength didn't mean chiseled and ripped abs, after all. He could, in theory, pick Peter up like it was nothing, but he was gentle and only moved him as needed.
A messy and spontaneous kiss was just them at this point and when he cups his cheeks he's lightly leaning into one of his palms with a pleased hum.
Luckily he's easily guided back against the table and when he bumps into it he's grabbing those same hips to stop him and place his forehead to his once again. "How?" How do you want him, Peter?
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Date: 2026-02-26 03:15 am (UTC)The fact that Abel was a little larger was one of the things Peter thought was so fuckin sexy, he couldn't even lie about that if he tried. Abel's skin was so soft and warm, he loved cuddling up against him, loved the little bumps that showed in his robes when he sat or stood a certain way; it was the most attractive thing to him. His well-fed lamb, the third man to ever exist, after all, 1st the worst, 2nd the best? And 3rd, the one he fell in love with~ But yes, Peter was well aware of Abel's strength, well aware of how he could toss him around like a ragdoll should he want to. It was hot that he could, hotter that he wouldn't unless asked to.
Peter smiled adoringly at Abel as he rested his face in his palm. Peter tipped his head aside, and that perfect blond curl of his hair bounced a little. "Lay down... Or sit..." As he said that, Peter blushed deeply, feeling under his own robes, fishing around for a moment before letting his underwear drop to the floor around his feet. "Please?"
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Date: 2026-02-26 03:21 am (UTC)At least someone thought that because he still, in the back of his mind, thought that he would never compare to the others. But Peter picked him over anyone else and that had meant the world to him. No trying to change him, no saying what could be fixed, just accepted him as he was. And, really, that was the hottest thing about it all to him.
Honestly, he could stay like that forever if he was allowed. But his gorgeous boyfriend asked him to do something and he's going to oblige. Mostly. "On my back or front if I lay down?" He's sure he knows, but he may also be a little distracted by looking at that underwear as it drops. If he hadn't been told to do something else he already would have been on his knees in front of him.
He still might later.
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Date: 2026-02-26 03:44 am (UTC)Peter would give him a line face and raise a brow if he ever said anything along those lines to him. Abel was the hottest guy in Heaven, according to Peter, and that's saying a lot because in Heaven, everyone is hot! It was more than that, though. Abel's body was amazing, his smile, his heart, everything about him just made Peter feel so blessed to be his. He couldn't believe Abel picked him!
Swallowing thickly as he was asked that. Hmmm... Don't make him think on the spot! He thought he was going to just get ontop and work those slender hips, but Abel giving him the option (like he always did ) had visions of sliding up behind him and sinking between those-- Ahem! "Your back...I eh...I had a need I just have to itch, Abel... All that talk of Unicorn polo and riding and... yeeeaah " Blushing deeply as he gave Abel a nervous look.
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Date: 2026-02-26 03:51 am (UTC)One of these days he'll have better self esteem, but for now he's more distracted by his boyfriend having a boner because of him and that will never not amaze him.
Especially not when he's acting like that and he's dragging him back into a quick and messy kiss before wiggling to get into the table, casually wiggling to pull his robes up and pulling his own underwear off and onto the floor before laying back. He hadn't been lying about how hard he'd been, a sharp intake of breath coming as he feels the air on his poor straining dick. "You didn't have to explain~ I just needed to make sure I was in the right spot."
He really was taking this horse thing seriously, huh? "Going to show me how much of an expert rider you are?"
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Date: 2026-02-26 05:17 am (UTC)One of these days, Peter hopes so too, but until then, he's not going to stop finding him perfect, desiring him as he does now.
Peter flushes in the apples of his cheeks at that. He might be the loudest of them, but he felt shy saying such things, so when Abel gently confirms there was no need, Peter gives him a flustered pout and playfully nips at his bottom lip before pulling away.
Looking over his lover as he lay there, cock standing tall and proud, Abel's adorable face looking down the table at Peter, the Saint made a square shape with his fingers and closed an eye, looking through them, pretending he was taking a snapshot. "Saving that for later~" He sang with a chuckle before scrambling up on his knees onto the table above Abel. Taking his hand to steady himself before biting his lips and sitting straddled over his boyfriend. As he lowered into a sitting position, Peter's cock rubbed over Abel's, sliding down the underside of the shaft, his robes hiding it, but the very lewd image of two protruding shapes hitched the fabric like a tent.
"Hey, Abe, baby, can you open a portal to ummm.. where... hmm.. " Tapping a finger off his bottom lip as he thought. "Oh! Yeah! To the left-hand side of my bed, please? Thanks~" Leaning down to give him a quick peck to the lips, excitement growing in his wide blue eyes as he waited. There was a really nice bottle of lube in his bedside table, see.
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Date: 2026-02-27 07:43 pm (UTC)Not can he help but wiggle a little in both anticipation and a hint of embarrassment with the gold on his cheeks while Peter sizes him up like a picture. He still doesn't quite understand how someone would like him like this, but he's long since learned complaining about it won't get him anywhere.
Thankfully he doesn't have to wait long as his boyfriend climbs into the table to straddle him, back arching off the table asking with his hips to try and get more friction between their dicks with a whine caught in his throat.
When Peter speaks again is when he pulls his brain back together, brain processing before he nods quickly and makes that portal faster than he's ever made one before. He's certain he knows exactly what he's going for and the wait is absolutely killing the angel. "You're going to have to be quieter than normal so no one hears us, you know~"