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He has been in the middle of a very nice dream about Jake and suntanning in the backyard with nothing on. He's roused from it by curious fingers at his waist and Cougar slides from a deep sleep to one closer to the surface, wondering just what the other parents thought at drop-off of Jake with his sunny, too-bright smiles, and of the kids with their ridiculous enthusiasm.

He smiles, drowsily, and turns so he's face-up in bed. "I was having a very nice dream," he shares, his eyes still closed. "Do you think you can beat it?"

God, sometimes he looks at this man, and his heart skips a beat. Even with grey starting to encroach in his hair and beard, Cougar is so beautiful.

"I'll do my best," he promises, winkling Cougar's sleep pants down just enough that he can dip his hand inside and carefully pull his cock free. He's soft in his hand, vulnerable, and Jake is gentle as he ducks his head down and presses a soft kiss to the head just barely peeking out of the foreskin.

Cougar was the first man Jake ever actually slept with, and it was a surprise for him to realize that he likes doing this way more than he thought he would, drawing his flaccid cock into his mouth and feeling him harden against his tongue. Now that they have kids, the times they have sex are often fast and hurried, and he doesn't get to indulge in enjoying himself as much as he'd like. This morning, he can, and he takes advantage of that with gusto, humming happily to himself as he draws Cougar deeper and deeper into his mouth.

If ever they deserve unhurried, lazy, wonderful sex, it's now with the kids being at school and with the shooting range all closed up for the day with no one expecting them. He shifts back onto the bed, shoulders rubbing back and forth as he lets Jake take him deeply, already letting out soft rumbles of Spanish praises to tell Jake how very good he's doing and how much Cougar loves him.

Like this, the whole world falls away and all that matters is Jake, down below, in the most wonderful place ever. "That's it," he coaxes. "Such a good boy, novio. So good."

Maybe once upon a time, the desperate need Jake has for positive reinforcement might have embarrassed him. But after more than fifteen years of knowing each other, what secrets they might have are negligible, and one as obvious as this hasn't been a secret for a very long time.

Cougar's praise draws another hum from Jake's throat, something high and keening as he settles down between Cougar's legs on the bed, his hands flexing on his thighs. Pulling away is the last thing on his mind, but needs to correct Cougar's mistake. "No, babe. Prometido." He can't help the ridiculous grin that splits his face for a moment, but then he remembers that he's got a job to do , and ducks his head back down to get back to business.

Cougar huffs and refrains from lecturing Jake about the fact that he knows what he's saying and novio can be boyfriend and partner just as much as it can be the husband that he's going to become, one day. He shakes his head, but lifts his forearm to cover his forehead as he relaxes, indulging in the second best way to wake up in the mornings.

(The first, of course, being all curled in a pile with the children while the rain outside gives them no reason to be up, with breakfast hot and ready and waiting)

Let him have this, Cougar.

It seems that Cougar is settling in for the long haul, which means Jake can turn all his attention to the task at hand. They know each other well enough to be able to push and prod and move these moments along quickly, touching each other in just the right way to get off as fast as possible, but considering how little sleep they're both running on right now, fast is definitely not on the menu. Not to mention they have the whole day stretching out in front of them, a whole day without the kids.

Jake adores his kids, obviously, but it is kind of nice to have some uninterrupted adult time.

He hums happily to himself as Cougar thickens up against his tongue, gently bobbing his head as his hands knead Cougar's thighs.

With the money from the Max situation, he could retire. If not for the fact that he knows he'd go mad with boredom, he thinks that mornings like this are the best convincer as to why he should just sell the range and be a man of leisure, but only if Jake is willing to do this every day. He's still drowsy, knows he'll have to sleep that off after, but that's after.

And to think, Jake hadn't had the first idea on how to do this, all those years ago. How far they've come. "Jake," he gets out, a gasped sound.

They both needs jobs to keep them busy, but sometimes it sure is nice to think about just quitting it all and lounging around all day with nothing to do. Nothing but each other, of course. But even on his 'days off,' Jake winds up working, and he's sure that's going to happen today, at some point. Not right now. Right now he's busy with other things.

He all but purrs when Cougar gasps out his nape, letting his tongue flick beneath the delicate head as a reward, teasing and light little touches before he switches to proper suction again and pushes himself down.

Cougar is usually good at holding out, being stoic and calm, but he's tired and when he's tired, he says and does things because there are walls that have come crashing down. It's why he's swearing in steady Spanish under his breath, pleading and insisting on getting more. It's the most incredible thing, though, feeling raw and worn to his core.

Cougar is unusually vocal this morning, and surprise, Jake loves it. He lets the sound wash over him like a wave, sinking into a headspace where the words don't have much meaning at all, and focuses instead on making Cougar feel as good as he possibly can. After all these years, he's pretty good at taking Cougar's cock all the way down practically into his throat, and so he decides to do just that, taking a fortifying breath before slowly sliding his lips all the way down his cock until his nose presses into his belly.

He's grasping at the sheets under him, digging in and writhing a little. His pleas merge with old prayers and then back to pleading, knowing Jake can understand him plenty at this point in time. "Madre de dios," he gasps. "Better than breakfast in bed," he assures.

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Being able to hold his breath for a ridiculous amount of time is so useful sometimes. If his mouth wasn't full, he'd laugh. Luckily, Cougar is well used to Jake's habit of giggling during sex, so when he pulls back and coughs to hide the ridiculous smile on his face, it shouldn't come as a surprise. "You wanna come in my mouth or you wanna fuck me?"

Cougar shakes his head and there's fondness there, but also the edge of a man who wants to grab Jake's shoulders and shake him for stopping. "I want you to do what you promised," he growls. "And finish this. We can do the rest after." He takes hold of Jake's head and pushes him back, answering his question.

He starts to laugh again at the look on Cougar's face, but doesn't fight it when he pushes him back down into position, opening his mouth so he can be muffled. His hands spread wide on Cougar's thighs, fingers pressing into his skin, before he slides them higher up his body, over his hips and his stomach in a long, slow glide. He's tempted to try to draw this out some, but he's not going to be cruel, so instead he just closes his eyes and works on bringing Cougar over the edge.

It doesn't take him very long. He's tired and Jake is doing an excellent job of pushing him absolutely over the edge. He rubs his thumb over Jake's temple as he arches his hips up and eases himself just that much deeper so he can bring himself over the edge. "Oh, Jacob," he murmurs tenderly. "So good."

It's such a sense of accomplishment to feel Cougar's body tense and then release beneath his hands, his mouth, to hear the subvocal groan that vibrates through him as he arches higher, pushing himself deeper into Jake's mouth. He groans himself, swallowing to keep from making a mess as Cougar finally comes down his throat, the stroke of his thumb across his forehead acting like a balm to soothe whatever frazzled nerves he's still battling with.

When Cougar relaxes beneath him, Jake slowly pulls off, licking his lips as he gets his arms and legs underneath him so he can crawl up the bed and tuck himself in against Cougar, hiding his face in his neck and pressing his erection into his hip. "Love you," he mumbles.

Cougar hums happily as he curls up and gets comfortable, not wanting to go anywhere because this is the only place that he wants to be. "Te amo," he promises, feeling this promise more than anything else he knows. He gives a disappointed sound because he's exhausted, but he doesn't want to leave Jake like that.

"Do you want...?"

Jake shakes his head as best he can, what with his face smushed into Cougar's shoulder the way it is, his glasses askew on his nose and probably digging uncomfortably into Cougar's neck.

"Nah, I'm good," he breathes, sliding his arm over Cougar's ribs to hold on to him, ignoring the way his cock is clamoring at him. It'll go down eventually, and right now he's just sleepy and wants to continue to lie sprawled over Cougar's chest. "Just go to sleep."

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Cougar lets out a soft puff of a sigh, sliding his palm down to wrap around Jake's cock, mainly holding on like it's some sort of security blanket, turning over so he can curl up with him and fall into that bliss of waiting sleep. This time, without the kids there, he sleeps deeply and dreams of emerald rings and a wedding day ruined by a fifty-foot Clay who steps on the cake.

It's that distressing image that knocks Cougar from sleep, groggily staring at the bedroom. His sight may be perfect, still, but it's always a blur when he wakes up and has to clean out his eyes. "Que hora es?"

Cougar's come bitter in the back of his throat, Jake sleeps and dreams of nothing. Nothing he remembers when he wakes up, at least, when Cougar shifts in his arms and rumbles a question at him.

Jake's glasses had gotten completely dislodged while they slept, so he just grunts instead of bothering to reply, able to see even less than Cougar at the moment. Eventually he guesses, just a wild stab in the dark that has a probability of being wildly off the mark. "Eleven?"

He groans and doesn't mean to move, but the only place he gets to go is to burrow a little further into Jake's waiting warmth. "One more hour," he insists, splayed hands digging into skin as he works hard to pretend they're just one body instead of two. "Just one," he sighs, knowing that the kids will need pick-up in a few hours and he plans to get them, see how their days have gone.

"Mmkay," he murmurs, taking half a second to roll away very slightly so he can smack his hand across the bedside table in search of his phone. Squinting at the too-bright display, he realizes he was a little conservative in his estimate of time. Smiling to himself, he sets an alarm for an hour and twenty minutes, and then drops the phone and rolls back in against Cougar.

Cougar snores, which is something that he doesn't often do when he's sleeping, but he's safe and tired and Jake is holding him. When he wakes up, it's to the sound of an alarm that makes him jump slightly. Still, he doesn't reach out and smack Jake, so it's progress.

"Carino," he murmurs, shifting into a stride over Jake. "Good morning."

The alarm is a mild annoyance, one Jake dozes through until Cougar turns if off and then he's being pushed on his back and a warm weight is settling over top of him.

Funny, how once upon a time that would have had him come up swinging. Now, he just sighs happily and stretches, making baby dinosaur noises under his breath as he blinks up at Cougar and smiles.

"Hey there, handsome."

Cougar is already in the process of sliding his hands under cloth, sliding them up Jake's chest. "Javi and Jessica will be home in two hours," he shares. "And I think I would like to pick them up, make cookies. How relaxed can you make me in the next hour, Jake?"

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