Aqua Regia Part 1
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shadowhiveAqua Regia Part 1
Pairing: Owengejuicetv/Seapeekay, Bobby Undertaker, Hannu Voutilainen, Janne Tolsa, Saku Solin
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: feeding kink, food kink, smut (other kinks added in further parts)
Notes: birthday fic forcarrythefire! This was gonna be a short thing but it’s kinda… ballooned and now the plan is for it to be three parts which I’m hoping will get posted over the coming week especially as the words have kept flowing! (note to self, upload pics of tk for later parts). Title from Sleep Token’s new album (go listen if you haven’t!)
Callum hummed softly to himself as he sorted through his business emails. There was nothing that required his immediate attention, but there was a new one that had caught his eye. It was from an address he didn’t realise and the subject line was vague, about an exciting opportunity but it was enough to pique his interest.
He opened it up and scanned the email.
It was from an events company in Finland who were interested in starting a gaming convention out there. They explained how they mainly did music evens, concerts and festivals, but we’re looking to diversify. They thought they’d found a venue that would work, but they wanted someone’s opinion on it. He wasn’t sure why they’d made the offer to him, but they were offering him an all expenses trip for him and someone else.
Well, he could use the break.
***
After some back and forth with the company, a date was set. Then all he needed was to figure out a plus one. Thankfully his first choice, Owen, was both willing and available. He was glad that he wouldn’t be going alone, as he wasn’t exactly sure what to expect. If it all went well it’d be an interesting story and he’d be proud to help set up a new event. If it didn’t work out? Well, it’d be a trip to a country he’d never been before.
***
“So, did they say where we needed to go?” Owen asked him after they picked up their bags. They hadn’t bought much, just a carry on bag and a wheelie case each. Callum couldn’t help but marvel at how unflustered he looked. Despite being up early for the flight he looked as effortlessly pretty as he always did.
“Well, they said that there should be someone waiting to pick us up to drive us to where we needed to go.” He adjusted the bag on his shoulder as they walked out of the arrival area. “I guess they’ll be holding a sign or something?”
Beside him Owen laughed lightly, a broad smile on his face. “Just like in the movies huh?”
Together they made their way through the busy terminal, weaving their way through people while also keeping their eyes open for whoever was waiting for them. Sure enough there were a few people near the doors with signs, some of whom were surrounded by groups of holiday makers while others were just waiting.
“Hey look!” Owen pointed and sure enough there was a guy with a sign with Callum’s name in big black letters, clearly made by a marker. The guy looked pretty intimidating even from this distance. He was a big guy with long hair and a beard, with visible ink on his strong looking arms. Anywhere else he might look out of place, but some of the other guys looked similar so maybe it was just a Finnish thing?
“Yeah, I guess so.” Callum offered Owen a smile, before walking over to the man, dodging some more people on the way. “Hello, I’m Callum.” He nodded to the sign he was holding, even though it was unnecessary. “Are you Hannu?” He asked, hoping he said the name correctly. He’d not seen the companies representative in person so for all he knew this was him.
The man laughed, then shook his head with a grin. “No I’m not, but he told me to expect you.” He gave Callum a once over, looking him up and down with piercing eyes, then did the same to Owen. “And this is your friend?”
“Yeah, this is Owen.” He nodded, suppressing the shiver that he felt from the appraisal.
“Nice to met you.” Owen gave him a warm smile, offering his hand to shake, which Bobby took with another laugh.
“Likewise. Come, I’ll get you to the car.” Bobby led them out to where a car was parked, a non-descript black car. He opened the trunk, which was easily big enough for more than just their bags. For some reason he could easy picture both of them inside there alongside them, but he quickly shook the thought from his head. He climbed in the back seat, buckling himself in as Bobby got in the front, his weight causing a noticeable dip. “Make yourself comfortable, it’s quite the drive. Hannu will met you there.”
Callum gave him a nod, settling in his seat as they made their way away from the airport.
***
Bobby wasn’t the talkative type, but Owen easily filled the silence with conversation instead, well until he fell asleep. For awhile Callum watched the world go by, buildings of the town had made way to the green of the countryside, which he thought looked so beautiful but then he too drifted to sleep.
“Wakey wakey!” Callum let out a soft groan as he was awoke from his slumber, the sound of Bobby’s voice accompanied by him beeping the car’s horn. He rubbed his eyes as he woke, before looking out his window to take in their surroundings.
The car was parked up in front of a large, imposing building and he could just about make out that it was overlooking a lake, surrounded by trees. It wasn’t exactly what he was expecting, but maybe this was a fancy hotel near wherever the venue was going to be. “Where are we?” He asked, looking over at their driver after checking that Owen was waking too.
“Where you’ll be staying.” Bobby answered simply, before undoing his seatbelt and getting out of the car without another word.
Callum shared a look with Owen, who stretched out his limbs as best he could before unbuckling his sone seatbelt. “Well it looks nice if nothing else.”
He nodded, then undid his own and getting out, trying to ignore the sense of unease he had. As Bobby unlocked the boot and Owen stretched out properly, Callum took the opportunity to look around. There were a few other cars parked up, as well as a van, so at least they weren’t alone, but it wasn’t anywhere near as many as you’d expect for a hotel. Then again maybe they were parked up elsewhere, or this was the off season. This place looked pretty remote and he could see a wall in the distance with a gate that they must have passed through before Bobby woke them.
There was that unease again, but he shook it away, taking his bags and following Bobby as he led the way into the building through a large set of double doors. It was a large entry way, with a staircase heading upstairs and various doors leading into other parts of the building. He didn’t get much of a chance to look around as a voice called his name. “Callum! I’m glad you could make it!”
He turned to the source of the voice and there was a man in a white shirt, bright red tie and a short black skirt showing off his thighs. “You must be Hannu?” The man nodded and Callum had to admit that this long haired man wasn’t what he expected. That seemed to be a running theme on this trip. “Great! This is my friend, Owen.” He nodded to him by way of introduction.
“Nice to met you.” Owen offered him a bright smile, offering his hand which Hannu shook with a slight smile.
“Nice to met you too. I’m glad you both got here safely.” He gestured around at the room they found themselves in. “Welcome to my home, I figured it would be better for you than having you stay in a cheap hotel.”
Callum was impressed, but he guessed being an event planner paid well. Not that he’d say that of course. Instead he smiled and nodded. “Your home is very impressive.”
“I’m glad you think so.” He grinned, seemingly proud of his home and rightfully so. “Janne here will show you to your room, then we’ll get you something to eat. You both must be famished!” He had to admit he was starting to feel a bit hungry, his belly rumbling at the mere mention of food. Another man had appeared beside Hannu, dressed in black but with hair just as long as their host’s. Must be a Finnish thing.
“This way.” He smiled, then led them upstairs to their room.
The room was nicer than any hotel he’d ever been in. There was a tv, desk, en-suite and the fanciest wardrobes he’d ever seen. There were two beds for them, but they were so close together it almost looked like one queen sized bed. Not that Callum would have minded that, him and Owen had been friends with benefits for awhile now.
“I’ll give you time to get comfortable, we’ll see you downstairs in half an hour.” Janne informed them before leaving them alone.
“This place is something else.” Owen set his bags down beside a chair, taking in the sight of the room and looking out the window at the lake below.
“Yeah, it is.” Callum nodded, dropping his own bags and stepping over to him, a sly smile on his face. “I’m looking forward to testing out those beds later.” Owen gave him a playful punch on the arm, before giving him a quick kiss.
“Sounds fun. I hope they won’t mind the mess.” He whispered playfully and Callum captured his lips in a proper kiss, slipping his tongue into his mouth to claim him.
“It’s a shame we don’t have more time.” He whispered against his lips when they parted, looking into his eyes. “But I could use something to eat.”
“Me too.” Owen hummed, trailing his fingers along his side lightly. “Airplane food still leaves a lot to be desired.”
“That’s true.” He leaned into his touch, kissing him again, although only briefly this time. “Come on, we should get ready before we get too worked up. I’m not sure what our hosts would think if they found us fucking instead of coming down for food.”
Owen pouted, but nodded in agreement as Callum stepped away from him, heading to his bag to get a change of clothes. “I better change too. I’ll be right back.” He smiled, wheeling his bag through the did ti the en-suite, leaving Callum alone to undress. Good job too, he might not have been able to control himself if he saw him.
***
Callum changed into a black shirt and matching trousers, which was the most formal outfit he’d bought with him. He realised it was probably overkill to dress so formally, but he wanted to leave a good impression. Owen had seemingly gotten the same idea, dressing in a white shirt and teal trousers, which definitely suited him.
Together they went downstairs, where they met with Janne who led them through the house to a dining room. It looked like a set piece from a film, a large table with enough seats for ten people. Hannu was already seated with Bobby occupying the seat right next to him. There was another two men seated at the table as well, one with long hair that hung in various braids and another who was completely bald and clean shaven. “Ah I’m glad you could join us.” Hannu smiled, gesturing for the seats across from him. “Please, sit. I hope you found the room to your liking.”
Both of them took their seats and Callum returned his smile. “Yeah, it’s a lovely room, thank you.” Owen nodded his agreement and Hannu grinned, seemingly pleased.
“I’m glad! Once we’ve had something to eat we’ll give you a tour. But for now…” He clapped his hands together and the bald guy got up, leaving the room.
Callum was about to attempt small talk, to ask questions about the venue they had in mind and when they were going to see it, but Owen spoke up before he could. “This is a lovely place you have here.”
“Oh thank you, it’s been in my family for generations.” He ran his fingers over the dark wood of table absently. “As have most of the furnishings you see around you.” Callum looked around, properly taking in his surroundings. There were a few pieces of art on the wall, which looked like they were of the lake outside and the surrounding woods. His eyes were drawn to a chandelier that hung above them, each of the unlit lights attached to the middle of it by intricately curved pieces of metal. Once he noticed them he saw the curves elsewhere around the room, the candleholder on the table as well as the legs of it and the chairs. He wondered if it was some sort of local art style, not that he was familiar with Finnish design to know.
“They’re very beautiful, such amazing craftsmanship.” Owen sounded genuinely awed and Callum couldn’t help but find it endearing.
Hannu smiled broadly in appreciation, but before he could reply the door opened and the bald guy returned. He was wheeling a serving cart laden with food. He’d half expected it to be sone form of Finnish cuisine, but there were sandwiches, cakes and pizza, the sight of it all made his stomach rumble and he hoped his hosts hadn’t heard. There was also a blue bottle of some kind of alcohol, which the guy poured out for both him and Owen, before laying the food out over the table.
“Please, eat up!” Hannu grinned, gesturing at all the food, which was clearly more than they could all eat.
Callum took a few slices of pizza, taking a curious sip from his drink before starting to eat. He couldn’t quite place what the drink was but it was nice, sweet and tangy. But then his stomach took over and he started to eat.
He kept drinking whatever it was between mouthfuls of food, quickly finishing off the slices of pizza before grabbing a few more. Before he knew it the whole pizza was gone and he couldn’t tell if he’d eaten the whole thing or if anyone else had any. He decided someone else must have had some too, because he still felt hungry.
He grabbed at the sandwiches, putting a handful on his plate before starting to devour them as well. He couldn’t quite place what sort of sandwiches they were, but they tasted good so he didn’t think too much on it. All that really mattered was quelling the hunger he had.
Soon all of the sandwiches on his plate were gone too, leaving only a scattering of crumbs. Out of the corner of his eye he could see that Owen’s plate was in a similar state, his hands reaching for the cakes.
When Callum had seen the cakes on the cart he’d almost balked at them, thinking that there was no way that he was hungry enough to eat them on top of everything else. Now he found himself reaching for a large piece of cake, bringing it to his lips and chowing down on the sweet treat. Fuck, it tasted delicious. It was only a simple sponge, with some kind of jam and cream in the middle, but tasted so good.
One piece became two and then three, and then it was gone. This time he had noticed that Owen had his fair share of the cake, seeing him take pieces while he ate his own. Once he’d finished his last piece Callum reclined in his chair, covering his mouth as he let out a soft burp, feeling like his hunger was finally sated.
Across from him Hannu was grinning, obvious pleased at how much they had eaten. “Thanks.” Callum returned his smile, though he felt slightly embarrassed by how much he’d eaten. “That was so great, I guess I must have really needed that.”
“Yeah that was… damn.” Owen added, sounding slightly breathless as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. “Thanks.”
Hannu looked pleased, taking a drink from his glass. “I’m glad. Do you feel up to a tour?”
***
Hannu had taken the lead and led them around the building. Callum was thankful they moved at a slow pace as he felt pretty stuffed from lunch. They were shown the library, the ballroom, the lounge and the entrance to a sauna. A few other rooms were pointed out as they went past them, though some doors were left out which made him curious what lay behind them.
He was sure if his curiosity got the better of him that those doors would turn out either to be boring store rooms or simply private quarters.
The tour ended in the entrance way and Callum was definitely grateful for that. “I’ll leave you to get settled in your room.” One of the other guys made some comment in Finnish at that, which made another snigger. Hannu flashed them a quick glare, then continued as if nothing happened. “Dinner will be at 6pm, though don’t worry if you’re late, I know how travel can mess you up.”
“Thanks, we’ll see you then.” Callum smiled, heading upstairs with Owen as the others went with Hannu. He could hear him muttering at the others in Finnish, but paid them no mind, heading to their bedroom.
As soon as the door closed behind them Callum let out a soft sigh, grateful that they were alone. “Fuck.” His hands went between his legs, popping open the button of his flies, sighing again in relief. His trousers had felt constricting since lunch and he definitely felt like he had a bit more of a belly from it.
“Yeah I know what you mean.” He looked over and smiled as he saw that Owen had done the same. His belly was definitely more noticeable and he had to admit it suited him. “I feel so stuffed.”
“I dunno…” Callum stepped closer to him, sliding a hand under his shirt to stroke the roundness of his stomach. “I’ve got something else to stuff you with.”
He laughed and shook his head, grinning. “That was terrible!” Owen closed the gap between them, kissing him. “There’s always room in me for you.”
Callum grinned and kissed him, his fingers moving to undo his shirt quickly and pull it off, letting it drop to the floor. His hands instantly roamed over Owen’s body, enjoying the softness of his belly. “Mmm I’ve wanted to get my hands on you since we finished lunch.” He whispered breathlessly, pulling away so he could admire him. He’d definitely have to feed him up when they got back home.
“Me too.” Owen sighed, leaning into his touch. “I was so tempted to pull you in some random room so you could have your way with me.”
Callum grinned at the thought, reluctantly pulling his hands away so he could remove his own shirts. “That would’ve been fun, though I’m not sure our hosts would’ve agreed.”
“They could’ve watched for all I cared.” Owen’s hands were pushing his trousers down his slim legs to the floor, his underwear soon following leaving him virtually naked. Callum couldn’t help but take a few moments to admire him. He was so pretty, his soft hair, his unblemished skin, his cute dick that was aching hard between his legs. Finally, he found his gaze drawn back to his belly, where it lingered for a few moments.
“Fuck, you look so sexy.” Callum breathed as he met Owen’s gaze and the other man gave him a slightly knowing smirk, his eyes roaming Callum’s bare chest.
“You’re not so bad yourself.” Callum chuckled softly, then resumed removing his own clothing. His trousers were soon around his ankles, and he stepped out of them as well as his boxers, letting out a sigh as his cock was freed. As he did that Owen had removed his shoes and socks, so Callum knelt down and did the same, standing back up when he was fully naked.
They kissed again, more heated this time, their hands roaming over each other. Callum’s tongue slipped into his mouth exploring it while he reached down and squeezed Owen’s ass. Their hard dicks pressed against once another, the friction making Callum let out a low, needy groan. “Fuck. Get on the bed, I’ll get the lube.”
“I’m glad you thought to bring some.” Owen parted from him, getting up on the bed and sprawling out over the soft sheets. Callum couldn’t help but think he looked like a work of depraved art laying like that, with his legs spread wide and inviting. A sly smirk played across Owen’s lips. “Or I could always get the lube I bought.”
He almost took him up on the offer, if only so he could watch him bend over to get it, but he shook his head. “Nah you just stay there and look pretty.” He managed to tear his gaze away, heading to his bag and quickly getting out the lube. Thankfully he’d put it in one of the zip compartments, so he didn’t have to rummage through his clothes and he grinned as soon as he got his hands on it. “See, I got it just fine.”
Owen said nothing, just smiled prettily and spread his legs wider. “So eager.” He popped the top of the tube, squirting some over his fingers as he drank in the sight of him. “You look like such a slut.”
“Always for you.” Owen wet his lips, shifting down on the bed until his legs were hanging off the edge of the bed. “Now hurry up, I need you in me.”
Callum chuckled and got between them, dropping the lube on the bedsheets as he bought his fingers between his legs. Sometimes he would take his time, teasing him and drawing this out, but this was not one of those times. As soon as his fingers found the rim of his hole he worked one into him, watching as the slick digit easily slid into him. Owen moaned, spreading his legs even wider as he started to move it to open him up. It felt so easy, even more than usual but Callum didn’t care, quickly adding a second and then a third. “Fuck, you really are so eager for this aren’t you?”
Owen let out desperate, needy sounds, pushing back against the fingers, his hole fluttering around them. Callum couldn’t wait any longer, needing to feel it around his aching dick.
He withdrew his fingers, barely managing to grab the lube again and drizzle some on his erection, before thrusting into him with a cry of pleasure. He felt so fucking amazing. He always did of course, but he felt especially so this time. Maybe it was how eager they both were or it was the rush of doing it in a new place, but Callum didn’t think on it too much. Instead he held onto his hip with his left hand, his right drawn to run over his stomach as he started to move at a rough pace.
“You look so hot with a little belly.” He growled as he slammed into him, shifting his gaze to look him in the eyes. “When we get home we’re gonna have to work to make this more permanent.”
Owen looked blissed out and he nodded. “Only…. Only if you do the same.” His voice was breathless as he reached out, his own fingers tracing Callum’s tummy, making him shiver.
“Deal.” Callum grinned, fucking him harshly as images flashed in his brain. He pictured Owen laid out before him, his belly even rounder and softer. He thought he’d look so sexy like that, especially if his thighs got chubbier as well.
His focus was bought back to the present as Owen let out a cry of pleasure as Callum’s dick rammed against his spot, his body trembling under him. Callum shifted his hand from his thigh to his dick, taking him in hand and starting to stroke him. The touch made his insides twitch more around his dick, which only made him fuck into him harder. “Come on, cum for me, I can tell you’re close. Paint that cute belly of yours.”
He wasn’t sure if the words were what did it if it was because of his rough thrusts that accompanied them, but Owen came all over himself messily. The sight went straight to Callum’s own dick, because it was one of the hottest things he’d ever seen.
With a cry of Owen’s name Callum followed him, pumping him with his load as his insides squeezed around him.
“Fuck…” Callum gasped out as he collapsed next to him on the bed, catching his breath as he panted heavily.
“Mmm…” Owen was just as breathless, but he managed to shift back up so he was laying fully on the bed again. Callum watched in a slight daze as his lover reached down, running hind fingers between his legs then across his belly, before bringing them to his lips to suck them clean. It was a habit he noticed Owen did a lot and it was always hot to see. “I didn’t realise you had a belly kink.”
The words caught him off guard and it took him a few moments to process a response. “Me either.I dunno what came over me, seeing you all full from that meal was just so…”
“Mmm it is.” Owen’s eyes went drifted to Callum’s on tummy, wetting his lips. “Well if nothing else this trip has given us a new kink.” He grinned and then they kissed, before he snuggled up against his side.
***
They drifted off to sleep soon after, and Callum write it off as being from the intense sex and the trip. When they woke it was dark and Callum could hear the pattering of rain against the windows. “Mmmm….” He stretched his limbs out, smiling at how Owen looked settled beside him. He’d be content if every time he woke he was there beside him looking like this.
He tore his eyes away from him to glance at the clock on the bedside table that he’d noticed earlier. It was an elaborate looking thing, even though it was electronic the surface of it made up of curves of glistening metal. The illuminated blue numbers told him it was 18:10. “Shit!” He nudged Owen to wake him before climbing out of bed, flicking on the light beside the clock as he did so.
“Mmm?” Owen murmured as he shifted, rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand.
“It’s already after six!” Callum had hastily pulled on his shirt, fastening the buttons as quickly as he could.
Owen yawned and stretched out, before getting up out of bed. “It’ll be fine, they said not to worry about being late.” He kissed Callum on the cheek gently, then started to dress as well.
***
It was after half six when they made their way downstairs to the dining room. They’d both decided to wear the same shirts as earlier but had switched their trousers out for sweatpants. When they arrived there were the same men there as before, sitting in the same positions as before and they were chatting among themselves.
“Sorry we’re late, I guess jet lag was worse than I expected.” Callum offered an apologetic smile as he and Owen took the same seats as before.
The guy with dreadlocks said something in Finnish, which made the others laugh softly.
“That’s alright, try not to worry about it.” Hannu replied with a smile, before shooting the guy that spoke a look. “Saku why don’t you go and get our food.”
Saku nodded and got up out of his seat. He’d not seen him properly and he was surprisingly tall and he was sure he could see straps of what looked like leather under his shirt. He didn’t get much chance to think on it as he soon left, going out of the room.
“I hope that you are more rested.” Hannu spoke again and Callum’s attention was returned to him. He was wearing the same shirt and tie as before, but the tie appeared to be looser. He wondered why he didn’t just take it off.
“Yes we are, thank you.” Owen smiled, running his fingers through his hair. “The beds were very comfy.”
“I’m glad.” Hannu grinned and for a moment Callum wondered if he realised that they meant they had done more than just sleep on them. He took a drink from his glass, though it didn’t look wine. “Ah, my manners! Bobby why don’t you make sort our guests some drinks.”
He got up it hour a word, getting a bottle from a cabinet and bringing it around the table. It looked like the same drink they’d had with lunch, the blue glass of the bottle glistening in the light as he poured them each a glass, before leaving it in easy reach.
Callum gratefully drank some of the amber liquid, which tasted just like he remembered it had. Before he could thank his host or question what it was the door opened and Saku returned.
He was wheeling a cart much like the one that came out at lunch, though this one seemed to be giver than he remembered. He set plates down first in front Hannu then his companions before coming around and setting ones in front of Owen and Callum. Unlike lunch, where they had been plates for them to pick things from their plates were already filled up with food. It was a strange selection really, sausages, whole carrots and whole parsnips. At first sight it felt like too much, though he started to feel more hungry just looking at it.
He glanced at Owen, who had stabbed one of the sausages with his fork, bringing it up to his lips and taking it between them. For a moment Callum’s mind went elsewhere, at least until he bit down on it. Though there was something about seeing him chew and swallow that made his dick twitch almost as much.
His belly rumbled and returned his attention back to his plate, taking another drink before digging in. He found himself shovelling the food into his mouth. As soon as he swallowed a mouthful of food he shoved something else inside, chewing and swallowing before doing the same again. Like with the meal at lunch it all tasted so good, and he was sure it was to do with whatever was on them. There was some kind of sauce or glaze that just added something to the flavour.
Before he knew it the plate was completely empty, much to his own surprise. He must have been hungrier than he expected, maybe down to the session in their room earlier.
“Do you have room for desert?” Hannu asked with a smile, studying him with dark eyes.
Callum let out a soft groan, feeling stuffed but at the same time the thought of more food made him drool a little. He quickly caught himself, wiping it away, hoping no one else had noticed. “Yeah of course.”
Saku got up and took their plates back to the cart, wheeling it out of back out of the room. He wasn’t gone for very long, soon returning with two dishes, setting them before them. It was a simple dish, bananas covered in cream and ice cream, with a drizzle of chocolate sauce over it.
It might have been simple, but it made his mouth water and he soon grabbed a spoon and started to devour it. An image flitted into his head and if he was alone with Owen he might have followed through with it, grabbing one of the cream covered bananas and feeding it to him by hand. Even with the audience he was tempted to do it, but he restrained himself. After all these guys were complete strangers, he didn’t want to show himself up in front of them.
He made sure not to watch Owen eat it, as that might have dissolved what little restraint he had.
Soon the desert was gone as well and he sat back in his seat, covering his mouth as he let out a soft burp, letting out a sigh. He felt even more full than he had at lunch, his hunger finally feeling sated. Well, his hunger for food at least.
“Thank you for the food.” Owen sounded a little breathless and he looked at him, biting back a moan. There was still some cream around his pretty lips, and his thoughts went even more lewd.
“I’m glad you enjoyed it.” Hannu replied, not that Callum paid any attention to the other man. “We’ll met up again at breakfast.” There was an audible rumble of thunder which startled Callum from his staring to give Hannu his attention. “We’ll see how bad this storm is in the morning.”
“Yeah of course.” Callum replied, nodding a little, though he honestly didn’t care all that much.
“Good night.” Hannu rose to his feet, heading out of the room with Bobby and Janne, leaving the other two to clean up.
Callum instantly got up too, taking Owen’s hand and tugging him out of the room.
When they were up in the bedroom again Callum shoved Owen against the wall, leaning in to lick the cream with his face. “Fuck, you have no idea how close I was to doing this right there in front of them.” He growled against him, kissing him. He tasted sweeter than usual due to the cream and it made him moan against him.
“I’d have let you.” Owen whispered when their lips finally separated.
“Fucking slut.” He whispered fondly, trailing his hands over his body, before starting to undo his shirt buttons, eager to get him naked again.
There was a flash that illuminated the darkened room, followed by the loud rumble of thunder again. He could hear the rain now against the window, falling heavy against the glass as he pulled his lovers shirt off. “Sounds like quite the storm.” Owen whispered, his fingers mirroring his actions, nimbly undoing his buttons.
“Yeah.” Callum replied, though he didn’t really care about what was going on outside. There could be a hurricane for all he cared, as long as it didn’t interfere with him having his way with Owen. He tossed his shirt off once all the buttons were undone and he resisted the urge to run his hands over his body, instead discarding his sweatpants and shoes.
While he had gone commando, Owen hadn’t, choosing to wear the same boxers as he had earlier. “You know if you’re gonna wear underwear you should at least wear the ones I like.”
“The orange lace panties?” The image those words conjured made Callum moan and Owen seemed pleased with himself. “Of course I bought them, I just didn’t wanna wear them on the flight.” He shoved his underwear down, then stepped out of them, kicking his shoes away and leaving him naked.
“You know what those things do to me.” Callum groaned and kissed him again, running his hands all over him.
“I know.” Owen purred, trailing his fingers along Callum’s sides. “That’s why I’ll wear them for you tomorrow.”
“Fuck.” He groaned, grinding against his thigh, the thought driving him crazy.
“Why don’t you get on the bed and I’ll take care of this for you.” Owen whispered, running a fingertip along Callum’s erection.
He wasn’t exactly sure what he had in mind, but he was eager to find out, getting on the bed and laying across the sheets. He half expected him to go to his bag and slip on the underwear, but instead he made a beeline go something else. He opened the door of a mini fridge that Callum hadn’t noticed, grabbing something from it and coming over.
“I spotted it when you were in the bathroom.” Owen informed him, even though he didn’t ask and he climbed on the bed between his legs. “Now this might be a little cold…”
He wasn’t sure what was going to happen be he soon felt something cold squirted against his dick. He looked down and saw that in his hands was a can of squirty cream and he’d sprayed it along his dick, coating it in a thick layer of white. It was cold but it felt and looked so hot.
“Fuck…” Callum gasped out softly and Owen looked very pleased with himself, before leaning in and starting to lick the cream off him. He couldn’t see him too clearly in the dim light, though flashes of lightening illuminated his face as he lapped at the cream.
Callum had never considered bringing food to the bedroom before but this? Yeah he knew that this was going to become a regular fixture already, and he had a feeling Owen agreed as well.
Once he finished licking it all off him he reached for the can again, looking up at him and, when he got the nod, he sprayed it on him again. This time he didn’t just cover Callum’s dick, but he squirted some over his balls as well as his stomach. He noticed that it was even rounder than it had been earlier. The thought left his head as Owen licked his belly, his tongue swiping the cream away before moving lower.
“Fuck.” Callum whispered as his tongue flicked against his balls, his fingers holding onto his thighs to keep them spread wide. His soft tongue licked against his sac, lapping the cream away before kissing the soft skin.
He returned to his cock then, only this time he didn’t lick. Instead he took him fully in his mouth, only then starting to wiggle his tongue against him. “Your mouth is made for this, holy fuck…”
“Mmmm…” Owen mumbled around him, twisting his tongue as his head started to bob on him. His mouth felt so got, so warm and wet, and the warm his tongue licked in all the right places drove him crazy.
It was so distracting he didn’t realise that Owen’s hand had shifted from his thigh and he felt his arm move against his lower leg as he jerked himself off. “Fuck… you love this so much huh, you can’t stop from touching yourself.” Owen probably would have nodded if his mouth wasn’t full of cock and Callum chuckled breathlessly. “This was a great idea, we’ll definitely be doing this more. You look so good licking up cream.” Owen raised his other hand briefly, making a thumbs up and he grinned, pleased by the response.
Callum knew that he wasn’t going to last much longer so he laid back on the sheets, letting his eyes slip closed as he enjoyed the sensation of his mouth working him. All it took was a few more flicks of Owen’s tongue against his sensitive head and he tipped over the edge, letting out a low groan as he came.
He was in a daze from his orgasm for a few moments, but he soon felt something splatter against his ankle, panting heavily as he stroked his hair. “Fuck…. Good boy.”
Owen shifted, letting his cock slip from his mouth and he felt his tongue on him again, cleaning up his mess. Then he slipped off the bed and he heard him open and close the fridge again, no doubt returning the cream there. When he was done he joined him on the bed, pulling the covers up over them both and snuggling against Callum’s side.
“Mmmm I think that was one of my best ideas ever. Definitely top ten at least.” Owen sounded breathless, but he could hear the smile on his lips.
“Definitely top five.” Callum kissed him stroking his belly. “Well that’s two new kinks we’ve gained and it’s only been a day.”
“Mmmm….” Owen mumbled in response, resting his head on his chest and Callum stroked his hair fondly before following up him into sleep.
Pairing: Owengejuicetv/Seapeekay, Bobby Undertaker, Hannu Voutilainen, Janne Tolsa, Saku Solin
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: feeding kink, food kink, smut (other kinks added in further parts)
Notes: birthday fic for
carrythefire! This was gonna be a short thing but it’s kinda… ballooned and now the plan is for it to be three parts which I’m hoping will get posted over the coming week especially as the words have kept flowing! (note to self, upload pics of tk for later parts). Title from Sleep Token’s new album (go listen if you haven’t!)Callum hummed softly to himself as he sorted through his business emails. There was nothing that required his immediate attention, but there was a new one that had caught his eye. It was from an address he didn’t realise and the subject line was vague, about an exciting opportunity but it was enough to pique his interest.
He opened it up and scanned the email.
It was from an events company in Finland who were interested in starting a gaming convention out there. They explained how they mainly did music evens, concerts and festivals, but we’re looking to diversify. They thought they’d found a venue that would work, but they wanted someone’s opinion on it. He wasn’t sure why they’d made the offer to him, but they were offering him an all expenses trip for him and someone else.
Well, he could use the break.
***
After some back and forth with the company, a date was set. Then all he needed was to figure out a plus one. Thankfully his first choice, Owen, was both willing and available. He was glad that he wouldn’t be going alone, as he wasn’t exactly sure what to expect. If it all went well it’d be an interesting story and he’d be proud to help set up a new event. If it didn’t work out? Well, it’d be a trip to a country he’d never been before.
***
“So, did they say where we needed to go?” Owen asked him after they picked up their bags. They hadn’t bought much, just a carry on bag and a wheelie case each. Callum couldn’t help but marvel at how unflustered he looked. Despite being up early for the flight he looked as effortlessly pretty as he always did.
“Well, they said that there should be someone waiting to pick us up to drive us to where we needed to go.” He adjusted the bag on his shoulder as they walked out of the arrival area. “I guess they’ll be holding a sign or something?”
Beside him Owen laughed lightly, a broad smile on his face. “Just like in the movies huh?”
Together they made their way through the busy terminal, weaving their way through people while also keeping their eyes open for whoever was waiting for them. Sure enough there were a few people near the doors with signs, some of whom were surrounded by groups of holiday makers while others were just waiting.
“Hey look!” Owen pointed and sure enough there was a guy with a sign with Callum’s name in big black letters, clearly made by a marker. The guy looked pretty intimidating even from this distance. He was a big guy with long hair and a beard, with visible ink on his strong looking arms. Anywhere else he might look out of place, but some of the other guys looked similar so maybe it was just a Finnish thing?
“Yeah, I guess so.” Callum offered Owen a smile, before walking over to the man, dodging some more people on the way. “Hello, I’m Callum.” He nodded to the sign he was holding, even though it was unnecessary. “Are you Hannu?” He asked, hoping he said the name correctly. He’d not seen the companies representative in person so for all he knew this was him.
The man laughed, then shook his head with a grin. “No I’m not, but he told me to expect you.” He gave Callum a once over, looking him up and down with piercing eyes, then did the same to Owen. “And this is your friend?”
“Yeah, this is Owen.” He nodded, suppressing the shiver that he felt from the appraisal.
“Nice to met you.” Owen gave him a warm smile, offering his hand to shake, which Bobby took with another laugh.
“Likewise. Come, I’ll get you to the car.” Bobby led them out to where a car was parked, a non-descript black car. He opened the trunk, which was easily big enough for more than just their bags. For some reason he could easy picture both of them inside there alongside them, but he quickly shook the thought from his head. He climbed in the back seat, buckling himself in as Bobby got in the front, his weight causing a noticeable dip. “Make yourself comfortable, it’s quite the drive. Hannu will met you there.”
Callum gave him a nod, settling in his seat as they made their way away from the airport.
***
Bobby wasn’t the talkative type, but Owen easily filled the silence with conversation instead, well until he fell asleep. For awhile Callum watched the world go by, buildings of the town had made way to the green of the countryside, which he thought looked so beautiful but then he too drifted to sleep.
“Wakey wakey!” Callum let out a soft groan as he was awoke from his slumber, the sound of Bobby’s voice accompanied by him beeping the car’s horn. He rubbed his eyes as he woke, before looking out his window to take in their surroundings.
The car was parked up in front of a large, imposing building and he could just about make out that it was overlooking a lake, surrounded by trees. It wasn’t exactly what he was expecting, but maybe this was a fancy hotel near wherever the venue was going to be. “Where are we?” He asked, looking over at their driver after checking that Owen was waking too.
“Where you’ll be staying.” Bobby answered simply, before undoing his seatbelt and getting out of the car without another word.
Callum shared a look with Owen, who stretched out his limbs as best he could before unbuckling his sone seatbelt. “Well it looks nice if nothing else.”
He nodded, then undid his own and getting out, trying to ignore the sense of unease he had. As Bobby unlocked the boot and Owen stretched out properly, Callum took the opportunity to look around. There were a few other cars parked up, as well as a van, so at least they weren’t alone, but it wasn’t anywhere near as many as you’d expect for a hotel. Then again maybe they were parked up elsewhere, or this was the off season. This place looked pretty remote and he could see a wall in the distance with a gate that they must have passed through before Bobby woke them.
There was that unease again, but he shook it away, taking his bags and following Bobby as he led the way into the building through a large set of double doors. It was a large entry way, with a staircase heading upstairs and various doors leading into other parts of the building. He didn’t get much of a chance to look around as a voice called his name. “Callum! I’m glad you could make it!”
He turned to the source of the voice and there was a man in a white shirt, bright red tie and a short black skirt showing off his thighs. “You must be Hannu?” The man nodded and Callum had to admit that this long haired man wasn’t what he expected. That seemed to be a running theme on this trip. “Great! This is my friend, Owen.” He nodded to him by way of introduction.
“Nice to met you.” Owen offered him a bright smile, offering his hand which Hannu shook with a slight smile.
“Nice to met you too. I’m glad you both got here safely.” He gestured around at the room they found themselves in. “Welcome to my home, I figured it would be better for you than having you stay in a cheap hotel.”
Callum was impressed, but he guessed being an event planner paid well. Not that he’d say that of course. Instead he smiled and nodded. “Your home is very impressive.”
“I’m glad you think so.” He grinned, seemingly proud of his home and rightfully so. “Janne here will show you to your room, then we’ll get you something to eat. You both must be famished!” He had to admit he was starting to feel a bit hungry, his belly rumbling at the mere mention of food. Another man had appeared beside Hannu, dressed in black but with hair just as long as their host’s. Must be a Finnish thing.
“This way.” He smiled, then led them upstairs to their room.
The room was nicer than any hotel he’d ever been in. There was a tv, desk, en-suite and the fanciest wardrobes he’d ever seen. There were two beds for them, but they were so close together it almost looked like one queen sized bed. Not that Callum would have minded that, him and Owen had been friends with benefits for awhile now.
“I’ll give you time to get comfortable, we’ll see you downstairs in half an hour.” Janne informed them before leaving them alone.
“This place is something else.” Owen set his bags down beside a chair, taking in the sight of the room and looking out the window at the lake below.
“Yeah, it is.” Callum nodded, dropping his own bags and stepping over to him, a sly smile on his face. “I’m looking forward to testing out those beds later.” Owen gave him a playful punch on the arm, before giving him a quick kiss.
“Sounds fun. I hope they won’t mind the mess.” He whispered playfully and Callum captured his lips in a proper kiss, slipping his tongue into his mouth to claim him.
“It’s a shame we don’t have more time.” He whispered against his lips when they parted, looking into his eyes. “But I could use something to eat.”
“Me too.” Owen hummed, trailing his fingers along his side lightly. “Airplane food still leaves a lot to be desired.”
“That’s true.” He leaned into his touch, kissing him again, although only briefly this time. “Come on, we should get ready before we get too worked up. I’m not sure what our hosts would think if they found us fucking instead of coming down for food.”
Owen pouted, but nodded in agreement as Callum stepped away from him, heading to his bag to get a change of clothes. “I better change too. I’ll be right back.” He smiled, wheeling his bag through the did ti the en-suite, leaving Callum alone to undress. Good job too, he might not have been able to control himself if he saw him.
***
Callum changed into a black shirt and matching trousers, which was the most formal outfit he’d bought with him. He realised it was probably overkill to dress so formally, but he wanted to leave a good impression. Owen had seemingly gotten the same idea, dressing in a white shirt and teal trousers, which definitely suited him.
Together they went downstairs, where they met with Janne who led them through the house to a dining room. It looked like a set piece from a film, a large table with enough seats for ten people. Hannu was already seated with Bobby occupying the seat right next to him. There was another two men seated at the table as well, one with long hair that hung in various braids and another who was completely bald and clean shaven. “Ah I’m glad you could join us.” Hannu smiled, gesturing for the seats across from him. “Please, sit. I hope you found the room to your liking.”
Both of them took their seats and Callum returned his smile. “Yeah, it’s a lovely room, thank you.” Owen nodded his agreement and Hannu grinned, seemingly pleased.
“I’m glad! Once we’ve had something to eat we’ll give you a tour. But for now…” He clapped his hands together and the bald guy got up, leaving the room.
Callum was about to attempt small talk, to ask questions about the venue they had in mind and when they were going to see it, but Owen spoke up before he could. “This is a lovely place you have here.”
“Oh thank you, it’s been in my family for generations.” He ran his fingers over the dark wood of table absently. “As have most of the furnishings you see around you.” Callum looked around, properly taking in his surroundings. There were a few pieces of art on the wall, which looked like they were of the lake outside and the surrounding woods. His eyes were drawn to a chandelier that hung above them, each of the unlit lights attached to the middle of it by intricately curved pieces of metal. Once he noticed them he saw the curves elsewhere around the room, the candleholder on the table as well as the legs of it and the chairs. He wondered if it was some sort of local art style, not that he was familiar with Finnish design to know.
“They’re very beautiful, such amazing craftsmanship.” Owen sounded genuinely awed and Callum couldn’t help but find it endearing.
Hannu smiled broadly in appreciation, but before he could reply the door opened and the bald guy returned. He was wheeling a serving cart laden with food. He’d half expected it to be sone form of Finnish cuisine, but there were sandwiches, cakes and pizza, the sight of it all made his stomach rumble and he hoped his hosts hadn’t heard. There was also a blue bottle of some kind of alcohol, which the guy poured out for both him and Owen, before laying the food out over the table.
“Please, eat up!” Hannu grinned, gesturing at all the food, which was clearly more than they could all eat.
Callum took a few slices of pizza, taking a curious sip from his drink before starting to eat. He couldn’t quite place what the drink was but it was nice, sweet and tangy. But then his stomach took over and he started to eat.
He kept drinking whatever it was between mouthfuls of food, quickly finishing off the slices of pizza before grabbing a few more. Before he knew it the whole pizza was gone and he couldn’t tell if he’d eaten the whole thing or if anyone else had any. He decided someone else must have had some too, because he still felt hungry.
He grabbed at the sandwiches, putting a handful on his plate before starting to devour them as well. He couldn’t quite place what sort of sandwiches they were, but they tasted good so he didn’t think too much on it. All that really mattered was quelling the hunger he had.
Soon all of the sandwiches on his plate were gone too, leaving only a scattering of crumbs. Out of the corner of his eye he could see that Owen’s plate was in a similar state, his hands reaching for the cakes.
When Callum had seen the cakes on the cart he’d almost balked at them, thinking that there was no way that he was hungry enough to eat them on top of everything else. Now he found himself reaching for a large piece of cake, bringing it to his lips and chowing down on the sweet treat. Fuck, it tasted delicious. It was only a simple sponge, with some kind of jam and cream in the middle, but tasted so good.
One piece became two and then three, and then it was gone. This time he had noticed that Owen had his fair share of the cake, seeing him take pieces while he ate his own. Once he’d finished his last piece Callum reclined in his chair, covering his mouth as he let out a soft burp, feeling like his hunger was finally sated.
Across from him Hannu was grinning, obvious pleased at how much they had eaten. “Thanks.” Callum returned his smile, though he felt slightly embarrassed by how much he’d eaten. “That was so great, I guess I must have really needed that.”
“Yeah that was… damn.” Owen added, sounding slightly breathless as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. “Thanks.”
Hannu looked pleased, taking a drink from his glass. “I’m glad. Do you feel up to a tour?”
***
Hannu had taken the lead and led them around the building. Callum was thankful they moved at a slow pace as he felt pretty stuffed from lunch. They were shown the library, the ballroom, the lounge and the entrance to a sauna. A few other rooms were pointed out as they went past them, though some doors were left out which made him curious what lay behind them.
He was sure if his curiosity got the better of him that those doors would turn out either to be boring store rooms or simply private quarters.
The tour ended in the entrance way and Callum was definitely grateful for that. “I’ll leave you to get settled in your room.” One of the other guys made some comment in Finnish at that, which made another snigger. Hannu flashed them a quick glare, then continued as if nothing happened. “Dinner will be at 6pm, though don’t worry if you’re late, I know how travel can mess you up.”
“Thanks, we’ll see you then.” Callum smiled, heading upstairs with Owen as the others went with Hannu. He could hear him muttering at the others in Finnish, but paid them no mind, heading to their bedroom.
As soon as the door closed behind them Callum let out a soft sigh, grateful that they were alone. “Fuck.” His hands went between his legs, popping open the button of his flies, sighing again in relief. His trousers had felt constricting since lunch and he definitely felt like he had a bit more of a belly from it.
“Yeah I know what you mean.” He looked over and smiled as he saw that Owen had done the same. His belly was definitely more noticeable and he had to admit it suited him. “I feel so stuffed.”
“I dunno…” Callum stepped closer to him, sliding a hand under his shirt to stroke the roundness of his stomach. “I’ve got something else to stuff you with.”
He laughed and shook his head, grinning. “That was terrible!” Owen closed the gap between them, kissing him. “There’s always room in me for you.”
Callum grinned and kissed him, his fingers moving to undo his shirt quickly and pull it off, letting it drop to the floor. His hands instantly roamed over Owen’s body, enjoying the softness of his belly. “Mmm I’ve wanted to get my hands on you since we finished lunch.” He whispered breathlessly, pulling away so he could admire him. He’d definitely have to feed him up when they got back home.
“Me too.” Owen sighed, leaning into his touch. “I was so tempted to pull you in some random room so you could have your way with me.”
Callum grinned at the thought, reluctantly pulling his hands away so he could remove his own shirts. “That would’ve been fun, though I’m not sure our hosts would’ve agreed.”
“They could’ve watched for all I cared.” Owen’s hands were pushing his trousers down his slim legs to the floor, his underwear soon following leaving him virtually naked. Callum couldn’t help but take a few moments to admire him. He was so pretty, his soft hair, his unblemished skin, his cute dick that was aching hard between his legs. Finally, he found his gaze drawn back to his belly, where it lingered for a few moments.
“Fuck, you look so sexy.” Callum breathed as he met Owen’s gaze and the other man gave him a slightly knowing smirk, his eyes roaming Callum’s bare chest.
“You’re not so bad yourself.” Callum chuckled softly, then resumed removing his own clothing. His trousers were soon around his ankles, and he stepped out of them as well as his boxers, letting out a sigh as his cock was freed. As he did that Owen had removed his shoes and socks, so Callum knelt down and did the same, standing back up when he was fully naked.
They kissed again, more heated this time, their hands roaming over each other. Callum’s tongue slipped into his mouth exploring it while he reached down and squeezed Owen’s ass. Their hard dicks pressed against once another, the friction making Callum let out a low, needy groan. “Fuck. Get on the bed, I’ll get the lube.”
“I’m glad you thought to bring some.” Owen parted from him, getting up on the bed and sprawling out over the soft sheets. Callum couldn’t help but think he looked like a work of depraved art laying like that, with his legs spread wide and inviting. A sly smirk played across Owen’s lips. “Or I could always get the lube I bought.”
He almost took him up on the offer, if only so he could watch him bend over to get it, but he shook his head. “Nah you just stay there and look pretty.” He managed to tear his gaze away, heading to his bag and quickly getting out the lube. Thankfully he’d put it in one of the zip compartments, so he didn’t have to rummage through his clothes and he grinned as soon as he got his hands on it. “See, I got it just fine.”
Owen said nothing, just smiled prettily and spread his legs wider. “So eager.” He popped the top of the tube, squirting some over his fingers as he drank in the sight of him. “You look like such a slut.”
“Always for you.” Owen wet his lips, shifting down on the bed until his legs were hanging off the edge of the bed. “Now hurry up, I need you in me.”
Callum chuckled and got between them, dropping the lube on the bedsheets as he bought his fingers between his legs. Sometimes he would take his time, teasing him and drawing this out, but this was not one of those times. As soon as his fingers found the rim of his hole he worked one into him, watching as the slick digit easily slid into him. Owen moaned, spreading his legs even wider as he started to move it to open him up. It felt so easy, even more than usual but Callum didn’t care, quickly adding a second and then a third. “Fuck, you really are so eager for this aren’t you?”
Owen let out desperate, needy sounds, pushing back against the fingers, his hole fluttering around them. Callum couldn’t wait any longer, needing to feel it around his aching dick.
He withdrew his fingers, barely managing to grab the lube again and drizzle some on his erection, before thrusting into him with a cry of pleasure. He felt so fucking amazing. He always did of course, but he felt especially so this time. Maybe it was how eager they both were or it was the rush of doing it in a new place, but Callum didn’t think on it too much. Instead he held onto his hip with his left hand, his right drawn to run over his stomach as he started to move at a rough pace.
“You look so hot with a little belly.” He growled as he slammed into him, shifting his gaze to look him in the eyes. “When we get home we’re gonna have to work to make this more permanent.”
Owen looked blissed out and he nodded. “Only…. Only if you do the same.” His voice was breathless as he reached out, his own fingers tracing Callum’s tummy, making him shiver.
“Deal.” Callum grinned, fucking him harshly as images flashed in his brain. He pictured Owen laid out before him, his belly even rounder and softer. He thought he’d look so sexy like that, especially if his thighs got chubbier as well.
His focus was bought back to the present as Owen let out a cry of pleasure as Callum’s dick rammed against his spot, his body trembling under him. Callum shifted his hand from his thigh to his dick, taking him in hand and starting to stroke him. The touch made his insides twitch more around his dick, which only made him fuck into him harder. “Come on, cum for me, I can tell you’re close. Paint that cute belly of yours.”
He wasn’t sure if the words were what did it if it was because of his rough thrusts that accompanied them, but Owen came all over himself messily. The sight went straight to Callum’s own dick, because it was one of the hottest things he’d ever seen.
With a cry of Owen’s name Callum followed him, pumping him with his load as his insides squeezed around him.
“Fuck…” Callum gasped out as he collapsed next to him on the bed, catching his breath as he panted heavily.
“Mmm…” Owen was just as breathless, but he managed to shift back up so he was laying fully on the bed again. Callum watched in a slight daze as his lover reached down, running hind fingers between his legs then across his belly, before bringing them to his lips to suck them clean. It was a habit he noticed Owen did a lot and it was always hot to see. “I didn’t realise you had a belly kink.”
The words caught him off guard and it took him a few moments to process a response. “Me either.I dunno what came over me, seeing you all full from that meal was just so…”
“Mmm it is.” Owen’s eyes went drifted to Callum’s on tummy, wetting his lips. “Well if nothing else this trip has given us a new kink.” He grinned and then they kissed, before he snuggled up against his side.
***
They drifted off to sleep soon after, and Callum write it off as being from the intense sex and the trip. When they woke it was dark and Callum could hear the pattering of rain against the windows. “Mmmm….” He stretched his limbs out, smiling at how Owen looked settled beside him. He’d be content if every time he woke he was there beside him looking like this.
He tore his eyes away from him to glance at the clock on the bedside table that he’d noticed earlier. It was an elaborate looking thing, even though it was electronic the surface of it made up of curves of glistening metal. The illuminated blue numbers told him it was 18:10. “Shit!” He nudged Owen to wake him before climbing out of bed, flicking on the light beside the clock as he did so.
“Mmm?” Owen murmured as he shifted, rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand.
“It’s already after six!” Callum had hastily pulled on his shirt, fastening the buttons as quickly as he could.
Owen yawned and stretched out, before getting up out of bed. “It’ll be fine, they said not to worry about being late.” He kissed Callum on the cheek gently, then started to dress as well.
***
It was after half six when they made their way downstairs to the dining room. They’d both decided to wear the same shirts as earlier but had switched their trousers out for sweatpants. When they arrived there were the same men there as before, sitting in the same positions as before and they were chatting among themselves.
“Sorry we’re late, I guess jet lag was worse than I expected.” Callum offered an apologetic smile as he and Owen took the same seats as before.
The guy with dreadlocks said something in Finnish, which made the others laugh softly.
“That’s alright, try not to worry about it.” Hannu replied with a smile, before shooting the guy that spoke a look. “Saku why don’t you go and get our food.”
Saku nodded and got up out of his seat. He’d not seen him properly and he was surprisingly tall and he was sure he could see straps of what looked like leather under his shirt. He didn’t get much chance to think on it as he soon left, going out of the room.
“I hope that you are more rested.” Hannu spoke again and Callum’s attention was returned to him. He was wearing the same shirt and tie as before, but the tie appeared to be looser. He wondered why he didn’t just take it off.
“Yes we are, thank you.” Owen smiled, running his fingers through his hair. “The beds were very comfy.”
“I’m glad.” Hannu grinned and for a moment Callum wondered if he realised that they meant they had done more than just sleep on them. He took a drink from his glass, though it didn’t look wine. “Ah, my manners! Bobby why don’t you make sort our guests some drinks.”
He got up it hour a word, getting a bottle from a cabinet and bringing it around the table. It looked like the same drink they’d had with lunch, the blue glass of the bottle glistening in the light as he poured them each a glass, before leaving it in easy reach.
Callum gratefully drank some of the amber liquid, which tasted just like he remembered it had. Before he could thank his host or question what it was the door opened and Saku returned.
He was wheeling a cart much like the one that came out at lunch, though this one seemed to be giver than he remembered. He set plates down first in front Hannu then his companions before coming around and setting ones in front of Owen and Callum. Unlike lunch, where they had been plates for them to pick things from their plates were already filled up with food. It was a strange selection really, sausages, whole carrots and whole parsnips. At first sight it felt like too much, though he started to feel more hungry just looking at it.
He glanced at Owen, who had stabbed one of the sausages with his fork, bringing it up to his lips and taking it between them. For a moment Callum’s mind went elsewhere, at least until he bit down on it. Though there was something about seeing him chew and swallow that made his dick twitch almost as much.
His belly rumbled and returned his attention back to his plate, taking another drink before digging in. He found himself shovelling the food into his mouth. As soon as he swallowed a mouthful of food he shoved something else inside, chewing and swallowing before doing the same again. Like with the meal at lunch it all tasted so good, and he was sure it was to do with whatever was on them. There was some kind of sauce or glaze that just added something to the flavour.
Before he knew it the plate was completely empty, much to his own surprise. He must have been hungrier than he expected, maybe down to the session in their room earlier.
“Do you have room for desert?” Hannu asked with a smile, studying him with dark eyes.
Callum let out a soft groan, feeling stuffed but at the same time the thought of more food made him drool a little. He quickly caught himself, wiping it away, hoping no one else had noticed. “Yeah of course.”
Saku got up and took their plates back to the cart, wheeling it out of back out of the room. He wasn’t gone for very long, soon returning with two dishes, setting them before them. It was a simple dish, bananas covered in cream and ice cream, with a drizzle of chocolate sauce over it.
It might have been simple, but it made his mouth water and he soon grabbed a spoon and started to devour it. An image flitted into his head and if he was alone with Owen he might have followed through with it, grabbing one of the cream covered bananas and feeding it to him by hand. Even with the audience he was tempted to do it, but he restrained himself. After all these guys were complete strangers, he didn’t want to show himself up in front of them.
He made sure not to watch Owen eat it, as that might have dissolved what little restraint he had.
Soon the desert was gone as well and he sat back in his seat, covering his mouth as he let out a soft burp, letting out a sigh. He felt even more full than he had at lunch, his hunger finally feeling sated. Well, his hunger for food at least.
“Thank you for the food.” Owen sounded a little breathless and he looked at him, biting back a moan. There was still some cream around his pretty lips, and his thoughts went even more lewd.
“I’m glad you enjoyed it.” Hannu replied, not that Callum paid any attention to the other man. “We’ll met up again at breakfast.” There was an audible rumble of thunder which startled Callum from his staring to give Hannu his attention. “We’ll see how bad this storm is in the morning.”
“Yeah of course.” Callum replied, nodding a little, though he honestly didn’t care all that much.
“Good night.” Hannu rose to his feet, heading out of the room with Bobby and Janne, leaving the other two to clean up.
Callum instantly got up too, taking Owen’s hand and tugging him out of the room.
When they were up in the bedroom again Callum shoved Owen against the wall, leaning in to lick the cream with his face. “Fuck, you have no idea how close I was to doing this right there in front of them.” He growled against him, kissing him. He tasted sweeter than usual due to the cream and it made him moan against him.
“I’d have let you.” Owen whispered when their lips finally separated.
“Fucking slut.” He whispered fondly, trailing his hands over his body, before starting to undo his shirt buttons, eager to get him naked again.
There was a flash that illuminated the darkened room, followed by the loud rumble of thunder again. He could hear the rain now against the window, falling heavy against the glass as he pulled his lovers shirt off. “Sounds like quite the storm.” Owen whispered, his fingers mirroring his actions, nimbly undoing his buttons.
“Yeah.” Callum replied, though he didn’t really care about what was going on outside. There could be a hurricane for all he cared, as long as it didn’t interfere with him having his way with Owen. He tossed his shirt off once all the buttons were undone and he resisted the urge to run his hands over his body, instead discarding his sweatpants and shoes.
While he had gone commando, Owen hadn’t, choosing to wear the same boxers as he had earlier. “You know if you’re gonna wear underwear you should at least wear the ones I like.”
“The orange lace panties?” The image those words conjured made Callum moan and Owen seemed pleased with himself. “Of course I bought them, I just didn’t wanna wear them on the flight.” He shoved his underwear down, then stepped out of them, kicking his shoes away and leaving him naked.
“You know what those things do to me.” Callum groaned and kissed him again, running his hands all over him.
“I know.” Owen purred, trailing his fingers along Callum’s sides. “That’s why I’ll wear them for you tomorrow.”
“Fuck.” He groaned, grinding against his thigh, the thought driving him crazy.
“Why don’t you get on the bed and I’ll take care of this for you.” Owen whispered, running a fingertip along Callum’s erection.
He wasn’t exactly sure what he had in mind, but he was eager to find out, getting on the bed and laying across the sheets. He half expected him to go to his bag and slip on the underwear, but instead he made a beeline go something else. He opened the door of a mini fridge that Callum hadn’t noticed, grabbing something from it and coming over.
“I spotted it when you were in the bathroom.” Owen informed him, even though he didn’t ask and he climbed on the bed between his legs. “Now this might be a little cold…”
He wasn’t sure what was going to happen be he soon felt something cold squirted against his dick. He looked down and saw that in his hands was a can of squirty cream and he’d sprayed it along his dick, coating it in a thick layer of white. It was cold but it felt and looked so hot.
“Fuck…” Callum gasped out softly and Owen looked very pleased with himself, before leaning in and starting to lick the cream off him. He couldn’t see him too clearly in the dim light, though flashes of lightening illuminated his face as he lapped at the cream.
Callum had never considered bringing food to the bedroom before but this? Yeah he knew that this was going to become a regular fixture already, and he had a feeling Owen agreed as well.
Once he finished licking it all off him he reached for the can again, looking up at him and, when he got the nod, he sprayed it on him again. This time he didn’t just cover Callum’s dick, but he squirted some over his balls as well as his stomach. He noticed that it was even rounder than it had been earlier. The thought left his head as Owen licked his belly, his tongue swiping the cream away before moving lower.
“Fuck.” Callum whispered as his tongue flicked against his balls, his fingers holding onto his thighs to keep them spread wide. His soft tongue licked against his sac, lapping the cream away before kissing the soft skin.
He returned to his cock then, only this time he didn’t lick. Instead he took him fully in his mouth, only then starting to wiggle his tongue against him. “Your mouth is made for this, holy fuck…”
“Mmmm…” Owen mumbled around him, twisting his tongue as his head started to bob on him. His mouth felt so got, so warm and wet, and the warm his tongue licked in all the right places drove him crazy.
It was so distracting he didn’t realise that Owen’s hand had shifted from his thigh and he felt his arm move against his lower leg as he jerked himself off. “Fuck… you love this so much huh, you can’t stop from touching yourself.” Owen probably would have nodded if his mouth wasn’t full of cock and Callum chuckled breathlessly. “This was a great idea, we’ll definitely be doing this more. You look so good licking up cream.” Owen raised his other hand briefly, making a thumbs up and he grinned, pleased by the response.
Callum knew that he wasn’t going to last much longer so he laid back on the sheets, letting his eyes slip closed as he enjoyed the sensation of his mouth working him. All it took was a few more flicks of Owen’s tongue against his sensitive head and he tipped over the edge, letting out a low groan as he came.
He was in a daze from his orgasm for a few moments, but he soon felt something splatter against his ankle, panting heavily as he stroked his hair. “Fuck…. Good boy.”
Owen shifted, letting his cock slip from his mouth and he felt his tongue on him again, cleaning up his mess. Then he slipped off the bed and he heard him open and close the fridge again, no doubt returning the cream there. When he was done he joined him on the bed, pulling the covers up over them both and snuggling against Callum’s side.
“Mmmm I think that was one of my best ideas ever. Definitely top ten at least.” Owen sounded breathless, but he could hear the smile on his lips.
“Definitely top five.” Callum kissed him stroking his belly. “Well that’s two new kinks we’ve gained and it’s only been a day.”
“Mmmm….” Owen mumbled in response, resting his head on his chest and Callum stroked his hair fondly before following up him into sleep.
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Date: 2023-08-27 01:08 pm (UTC)So Callum missed all those red flags when getting that first email from Hannu, huh? Also side note, I can genuinely picture Miikka perfectly waiting for them. There's this general grumpy demeanour that Finns have, and I've had several friends waiting for me just looking menacing hah. Also the fact that he laughed when they thought he was Hannu, ahaha!
And again with the red flags when they showed up at Hannu's house and the event/gaming convention isn't even mentioned! I genuinely love shit like this, when characters just literally walk into danger without realising it, having a slight fear of unease but just doing it anyway 🤓
I'm wondering if the curves in all the furniture may be significant later....👀
I'm also wondering what on earth is in that blue bottle of alcohol that just turns the pair into starving pigs! All that food they just ate and didn't even realise what they were doing, oh yes. And then the fact that they were able to do it all again for a second time. I get a feeling this will become more of a recurring theme, especially as the pair already seem to be gaining weight faster than should be possible, which is really hot.
Loved the mention of what appeared to be a harness under Saku's clothes, and the fact that Hannu's tie was a little looser at the second meal too - was he also having fun whilst Callum and Owen were? 😜
I also kind of love the fact that Callum and Owen can't keep their hands off each other and makes me wonder if there's more to that blue drink than simply being what seems to be an appetite stimulant, and also makes them super horny.
Sooooooooo excited to see where you go with this....love it already!!
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Date: 2023-08-27 01:24 pm (UTC)Yeah, he really did! My first thought was him going out there alone, but I thought that he wouldn’t be so stupid hence adding Owen! (Who was a main reason it ballooned!) I dunno why but I’m glad I went with him being the one to pick them up, he just seemed to fit! Nice!
Yeah exactly! I love it too, so I’m glad it worked! 😏
Maybeeeee
One of the reasons I looked in the Hannu tag when I was reading the other day was to pick up stuff like that, so that felt appropriate to include! And yes😏
I’m glad you picked up on that😏
Ahh I’m so glad!🖤🖤
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Date: 2023-08-27 01:48 pm (UTC)Yeah it really fitted having Miikka pick them up. Like, in some of their behind the scenes videos you sometimes see him stood around in the background and although I know he is a sweet little puppy IRL he just has that demenour around him at all times!
I wondered if you might have been looking for inspiration. Idk why but I love the idea of him wearing the harness quite often as part of his every day clothes.
And oh really? Well now I'm even more intrigued.................
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Date: 2023-08-27 01:55 pm (UTC)Awww that’s cute! I’m glad it fit right then!
I was, since I’ve not wrote them in so long so I figured I should read up and try not to hint that’s why! Yeah it’s a hot image!
As I was writing it I wondered if you’d pick up on that’s why so I’m glad you did! (It’s also why they’re not questioning about the convention as much as they should too😏)
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Date: 2023-08-27 02:45 pm (UTC)Well I'm glad I noticed it. Also yeah lol that convention is completely forgotten about.
Ughh genuinely can't wait to see more, and maybe find out a little more about what the deal is with the Kätilöt guys
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Date: 2023-08-27 02:52 pm (UTC)I’m glad! Yeah it’s got a brief mention at the start of part 2 but I think that’ll be the last it’ll get mentioned ha!
You’ll see soon! At the rate the words have been flowing when I’ve been working on it I’d say Tuesday at the latest👀 unless the second part ends up ballooning too!
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Date: 2023-08-27 03:09 pm (UTC)Oh wow, that soon?? *excited*
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Date: 2023-08-27 03:24 pm (UTC)Yeah, I mean the words are flowing when I write so…. I mean it might be sooner, it might be later, it depends on how my ideas go and if it runs away with me!
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Date: 2023-08-27 05:53 pm (UTC)Mate they would probably invite themselves to join in lol
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Date: 2023-08-27 01:09 pm (UTC)anyways at first I was like not fully sure to read this or not since idk any of these ppl (except cpk and I kept forgetting it was him bc I didn’t know his irl name oops) and food kinks are not rly my thing usually (it’s the anorexia—) but I was like HMMM IM CURIOUS so I jumped in and I’m so glad I did????
I NEED TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENS NEXT I have my suspicions that it’s going to get quite a bit darker and I have some guesses but I’m not gonna say in case I’m way off and end up looking like a dumbass lmao but those Finnish guys are giving off heavy Texas chainsaw massacre family vibes and I am here for it
also idk if this is weird to say but it felt like ur heart was really in this one? (idk how else to phrase it but like) the descriptions were heavily on point (especially of the house and stuff) and the smut scenes were extremely passionate and very hot (and I say this as someone with no belly or food kinks whatsoever) IDK THE WHOLE THING WAS GREAT ur friend is gonna love this
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Date: 2023-08-27 01:34 pm (UTC)That’s fair! I’d not have expected you to cause of that (I’ll have to get Nat to send pics of the guys so I can add them, though I do have this icon of Hannu) and causa the food thing too, but aww I’m glad you got curious! And yeah I didn’t realise his name was Callum till recently either (and his last name is Knight too👀)
I’ve already started the second part and have ideas of where it’s gonna go so👀 Soon! I’m loving that’s the vibe you’re getting (I have to work on the fic I started that’s along those lines….)
Oh thank you! That’s so so very kind of you to say *flails a bit*🖤🖤 yeah I asked them for some ideas of what they wanted, which was just a few general things, and then my brain just came up with this somehow? And I’m so eager to get back to it (as soon as I posted this I was back to working on it, I only stopped for lunch hee). Feel ihad a similar energy with the last fic I did too so I’m glad my writing energy is coming back!
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Date: 2023-08-29 12:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-08-29 09:07 am (UTC)And just think there’s still more👀
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Date: 2023-08-29 09:46 am (UTC)