Or rather...what he wants him to do....? Bl

thanks him, and hopes he has a present for him. But to answer his question, he would like Turkey to make his way over to his home,_

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bringing massage oils and a willing attitude

begrudgingly packs oils and a few other things before heading over to the Greeks not even bothering to knock as he opens the door and

enters. "You there brat?"

in the kitchen, baking his very own birthday cake, naked apart from an apron. 'No one here under that name, sorry.' He calls back, not_

letting himself be the 'brat' today.

pokes his head around the corner and spots him. "Oh? Is that so? So what is your name in that case?" He places his back down by the wall.

glances at him, forever slyly admiring the Turk, and puts on his oven mitts to take the sponge cake out. He has icing and different_

toppings at the ready. 'Call me Birthday Boy.' He sniggers.

's brow quirks up as he snorts. "Alright, Birthday Boy. Did you need help with the cake?"

hums. The cake needed a few minutes to cool down. In the meantime, though, he takes an icing-covered spoon and slicks it down Sadik's nose._

'Depends, are you creative?'

had not been expecting that and scoops the icing on his finger before placing it in his mouth, moaning lightly at the sugary taste before

pulling it out with a pop. "Very creative." He smirks.

him a knowing smile and waves him over to the counter. 'Then you are in luck. I'm in need of a creative individual who can help inspire_

a cake fit enough for a Greek on his special day.'

pulls some things from his bag before making his way to the counter and placing the wrapped boxes on it before pushing it over to hi,. "Some

stuff for your birthday."

looks surprised but then smiles widely. 'You know, you're presence would have been enough. But, since you went to the trouble...' He picks_

up a box and begins to open it, his toes wriggling in excitement.

had made him some baklava and bought him his very own silk covers since he seemed to like his so much....and they looked good wrapped around

him. He merely shrugs as he watches the Greek open them.

opens up the baklava and his stomach is already moaning for it. He grins and breathes in the scent. He lets out a pleased 'Ahhh' and puts_

it down to give Sadik a thank you kiss on the cheek. 'Smells like you made it just the way I like it.' He opens up the silk covers and is_

surprised. 'These are for me?' He asks, not believing Turkey would have remembered how much he loved these sheets.

flushes lightly at the kiss but straightens his features as he nods "Is there another Birthday Boy here that I don't know about? Yes, they

are for you."

the material and marvels at how smooth and soft it was. He rubs it against his cheek. 'Thank you.' He says, sincerely meaning it. He wraps_

his arms around Turkey and kisses his lips. 'You know me too well, it seems.'

kisses him back lightly enjoying the close proximity. ”Comes with years of putting up with you. Now, out of curiousity..do you bake naked

kisses him back lightly enjoying the close proximity. ”Comes with years of putting up with you. Now, out of curiousity..do you bake naked

all the time?”

chuckles and looks back at his baking without stepping away from Turkey. 'Clearly you haven't put up with me enough,' He gives him a smug_

glance. 'I do everything naked. Bake. Clean. Sleep. Play. Does it make you want to stick around?'

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finds this amusing. "No, not really." He smirks.

turns an evil eye to him. 'Liar,' He says defensively, and pokes him in the stomach. 'But if you want me to cover up I will.'

gently rubs at where he was poked. "There are other reasons for why I would want to stick around. If I said yes wouldn't it make you think

that the only reason was because you were naked?" He points out oddly calm. "It's your birthday, I'm not going to make you put on clothes if

you don't want too."

bites his lip, feeling flattered at what Turkey just pointed out. He finally smiles and pulls Turkey over beside him by the sponge. 'Good,_

because I like being naked with you so close. Now, pick up a bowl of icing and help me cover the cake with it.'

grabs a bowl but pauses pensively before placing it down and pulling off his sweater and shirt. "Might as well be half-naked. I kind of feel

like I'm missing out." He smirks lightly before grabbing the bowl again and dipping the spatula into the icing and lathering it on the cake.

forgets to help as he shuffles closer so he is right by Turkey's bare chest. He wears a secret 'That belongs to me' smile and then picks up_

his own bowl of icing. He playfully swats Turkey's spatula away from his side of the cake, and covers their hands in multicoloured icing.

quirks a brow at the action before clumping a huge wad of icing on his spatula and accidentally smearing it down the Greeks front. "Opps....

hand slipped." He says not at all remorseful before he goes back to lathering the cake with the rest of the icing. "Maybe if you lay on your

cake we won't have to ice it anymore."

looks down and watches the icing as it stays on his bare chest. He pretends to sigh in exasperation and he removes his apron, tossing it_

towards his clothe hamper. 'I would, but you made a mess of it already.' He smirks and turns himself to face Turkey. 'Now, clean up your_

mess.' He points to himself. 'You're tongue will do just fine.'

quirks a brow at that as he places the spatula back in the bowl and then back on the counter. He slowly makes his way towards him grabs his

hips and backs him up against one of the counters before falling to his knees and glancing up impishly. "Are you sure you want my tongue?" -

does an experimental lick from lower stomach to middle of chest before pulling away to enjoy the icing.

leans back and plays with Turkey's ear as he smiles down at him. 'Am I sure?' He bites his bottom lip as he watches Sadik's tongue dart_

out and lick teasingly. He laughs, finding it a little ticklish. 'Oh, I think I'm very sure. You're very...hot and thorough.'

snorts but only nods as he keeps his firm hold over him and lets his tongue run over the Greek, dipping into his belly button and swirling

around before trailing up.

jerks a little when his tongue dips into his belly button, but he can't do much with Turkey's hold on him. He laughs more, but is_

enjoying the feeling as more icing is licked off in quick procession. He keeps his eyes on him, gently easing the Turk's chin_

upwards towards his own mouth so he could taste him himself.

doesn't protest at the hand guiding his chin to the others mouth. He presses his lips against the Greeks and pushes his tongue passed as he

lets the other taste the icing.

's tongue roams around Turkey's, savouring the sweet taste of the icing as well as the Turk. He wraps his arms around his neck and then_

pulls him close. He smirks, pulling away when what remained of the icing on his stomach was pressed onto Sadik's bare stomach. 'There, now_

we both have the same problem.' He chuckles, biting onto Sadik's bottom lip possessively.

gets pulled into the others embrace as he feels the sticky icing smear onto his chest. He lets out a snort before pushing his lips firmly

against the Greeks a second time before pulling away. He glances down at his chest and quirks a brow. "You better clean this." He says

simply. "Return the favour."

arches a brow and runs a finger down Sadik's chest. He puts the iced fingertip into his mouth and sucks on it thoughtfully. 'It's my_

birthday. What if I don't want to return the favour?' He asks humorously, 'I think you'd better ask nicely, don't you?' He liked teasing_

him, despite the fact he'd like nothing better than to have an excuse to run his tongue over a part of Sadik's body.

watched as that finger trailed down his chest and then into the Greeks mouth as it was sucked on. It takes him a while but he manages to

tear his gaze from it to meet Heracles green eyes. "Well that's fine. I can always go use your shower." He smirks. "Which would guarantee

cleanliness." He smirks teasing right back.

suddenly doesn't look so collected anymore, and becomes jealous of his own shower. 'Oh, shut up!' He says hotly, before yanking Sadik into_

him and falls to his knees. He

him and falls to his knees. His hands smooth down his sides and finally stop by his hips where he takes hold of him. He presses his tongue_

against the sweetened skin and moans quietly as he attempts to make Turkey glad he had him and not just a shower.

laughs before he arches into the Greeks wonderful mouth. He bites his lip as he watches the skilled down work at his sticky skin. One of his

hands rake through the Greeks hair as he tries to stay as still as possible for him.

almost too busy enjoying the sweet hotness that is Sadik's skin to notice the reaction he's getting. As every last inch of the icing is_

swept away, he licks his lips and turns his head up to Turkey. 'Better than a shower?'

groans before nodding. "Much better." He breathes as he lowers himself a bit so he can capture the Greeks mouth in a heated kiss.

smiles into the kiss. Heracles: 1. Shower: 0. His hand rubs at the slightly wet patch on the Turk's stomach and then travels up to his_

chest before finally resting his shoulder. 'Good.' he says between kissing. 'Now all we need to worry about-is the candles.'

wraps his arms around the Greeks waist pulling him close and leaning into the touch. "Hmmm, and do you have these candles?" He murmurs his

lips continuously pressing against the others not getting enough of them.

'Uh huh.' He says against his lips, not wanting to pull away either. Blindly, his hand reaches to a drawer and he pulls out_

a box of cake candles. He chuckles and delves one hand into Sadik's hair playfully. 'That way I can make a wish and you can make it_

come true.'

manages to take the candles from him as he turns them around so he's pressing the Greek against the opposite counter closer to the cake. He

fumbles a bit trying to open the box of candles but manages it before sticking them in as he presses himself closer to the others naked

body. "As long as its within my powers." He murmurs against the others lips. "I need a lighter..."

trying to remember why he wanted candles in the first place when he was already in such a good position with the Turk as it was, but he_

wills himself to keep control and pulls matches out of nowhere. 'These do?' He gives them over so he can circle his hands over Sadik's_

abdomen in excitement.

nods as he pulls away from the others lips and lights one, only getting one candle lite before lighting a second one and making quick work

of the other ones. When all the candles are lite he grabs the Greeks hips turns him around and presses his chest firmly against his back

kissing his shoulders. "Make a wish~"

closes his eyes, lost in the moment. He hums quietly before opening his eyes and gazing down at the candles. He takes a deep breath and_

blows until every last one is out and little wisps of smoke float upwards. He grins at the smell. 'I made a wish,' He says, tipping his_

head back a little to look at the Turk.

quirks a brow as lets his lips trail to the Greeks exposed neck nipping at it lightly. "Do I get the honour of knowing what it was?"

bites his own bottom lip as he imagines Sadik's lips on his again. He hums again, pondering whether to tell him or not. He then decides to _

go a different route. 'I wished a certain neighbour of mine would fuck me on the kitchen table...' He says, sounding more than truthful.

pulls away lightly as he quirks a brow at that before his lips curve up into a knowing smirk. "Is that so?" He says as he lets his hands run

down the Greeks side before sliding over the front of the others hips to cup his balls as he shoves a leg in between Heracles legs spreading

them apart. He leans in letting his tongue trail the contours of the Greeks ear. "The table is meant for eating...I don't see any food on

you." He breathes out huskily.

visibly shivers and curses the Turk's skilled moves under his breath for eliciting such a reaction out of him so quickly. His legs part_

easily for him without even thinking about it and his hips jolt upwards into Sadik's grasp. He stifles a groan as he dives for Turkey's_

clothed lower body. He pulls his fly apart and pushes his pants down until the Turk is exposed before taking his manhood with both hands. _

'You've eaten Greek before, though, haven't you?' He asks humorously, 'Use your imagination or smear me in icing again.'

can't help but laugh at the comment before letting out a groan at finally being released from his constricting pants. He inhales sharply at

the feel of both hands on him as he pushes his hips into the grasp. "Many times~" He replies as he stirs him in the direction of the

table. If the Greek wanted to get fucked on the table....he was going to get fucked hard on the table.

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