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It was a rough twenty four hours. Luckily, once Glitch went down to sleep, he stayed asleep for several hours, only waking for a meal, a few more glitches and random insanities including the stubborn belief that he had to attend a ball in an hour and his dress wasn't ready before passing out again curled up in Wyatt's lap.

However, plenty of water and staple foods, interspersed with healing sleeps and Raw treatments were showing a difference in the morning. Glitch was awake and mostly with them while the others packed up to head back to town. He and Wyatt would stay here, in the quiet and peace to let him heal up a bit more before being bombarded with town.

Plus Raw had some images to bring up for the Tin Men and Palace Guard. Assaulting a headcase was bad enough. Assaulting Her Majesty's personal advisor was a whole different kettle of razor filled fish.

But, waving the car away, wrapped in the blankets from the bed and snuggled in, Glitch looks up fondly at Wyatt. "I love our family... but I love seeing them go sometimes." He hugs Wyatt's waist.

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He breathes in deep, sinking in and relaxing closer to the warm body in his arms. "I could stay in this moment for as long as I live."

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"I'd like to think I could," Ambrose whispers back. "But I get the feeling I'd get impatient and want more."

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He nods, tilting his head up to press his lips to his forehead instead. Then he goes back to just how they were; eye to eye and heart to heart.

"And how could we know if it's recent events tipping our judgment in that direction...making us impatient."

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"Which is my exact concern," he whispers, looking Wyatt in the eye. "I don't know if it's just the moment, the relief and the realisation I really do have you again or genuine emotion, not fueled by that."

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"Does it have to be less genuine, because of what happened? Just asking. I just think what we should be asking is if we're ready."

He smiles, bringing one hand up to caress Ambrose's cheek. "I'm all for taking things slow. For being patient."

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Ambrose leaned into the touch, eyes closing. "So am I. I- I've made a lot of mistakes in the past, choices about sex. I don't want to do that with you. You mean too much."

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"Shh." His thumb brushes over his lover's dark lips. "Everyone makes mistakes. Doesn't mean anything bad, Sweetheart, not as long as we learn from them."

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Ambrose goes quiet at the thumb over his mouth, eyes closing and sighing out softly. He kisses the tip of Wyatt's thumb softly before slightly opening his eyes and suckling on the tip of his thumb, cheeky eyes looking up.

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It tickles. More than that, that look alone sends tingles down his spine. "Hello, there."

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"Hi," Glitch purrs with a smile. He sucks again, light and teasing.

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"Here I was, settling into some quiet not-sexual time with Ambrose, and then you pop in," he teases, eyes drawn to the tempting display. "Tipping the scales the other way."

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"Sorry," he said, sounding not in the slightest bit unapologetic. "I think Ambrose was pondering sucking your thumb too." He did it once more, surging to close his lips around the thumb to the first knuckle and sliding back off again.

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Pupils dilating, his eyes couldn't be more focused. "So to avoid temptation, he lets you have all the fun, is that it?"

His cock twitches in sympathy, or maybe jealousy of the treatment his thumb's getting, and for one, tiny little moment, it hits him how erotic a thought it is to imagine Ambrose doing this to him.

The moment following immediately after, he wonders if he'll ever survive having two lovers. Wonders what sets them apart.

He'll find out in due time. If he's just patient.

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Glitch smiles slightly, Ambrose's soft, quiet smile. "Maybe," he murmured, repeating his slow, teasing action on Wyatt's thumb, sucking a bit harder as he backs off this time, gaze downcast and sighing with a slight moan.

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"Tease." It's fond, loving, but he means every last letter of it. He moans when Glitch does, leaning his head closer. He doesn't even know what he's hoping for, a kiss or a taste or the very, very strange mental image of kissing and licking each other around his thumb.

"Oh, Glitch."

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"Mm-hm," Glitch agrees with a giggle, looking up at those brilliant blue eyes and then sucking on his thumb again, lips firm as he slides them down to take all of the digit before pulling back up again.

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He moans louder, kicking off the blanket for the heat rushing through his veins to pool and surge between his legs. He's hard as a rock, and from what? Foreplay.

But two can play this game. In fact, two's a requirement.

He reaches down, his arm pressing its way between the mattress and Glitch's side, his hand bending and reaching and fingers fanning out to grab hold of one, firm, just big enough butt cheek.

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Glitch shifts up just a bit to let Wyatt shove his arm between him and the bed, still watching his eyes and moving to take his thumb in his mouth again.

He squeaks as his butt is grabbed, giggling and wriggling closer before doing just that, sucking harder, adding a hint of tongue.

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"I have no idea how you do it," he grinds out breathlessly, eyes flicking between Glitch's eyes to his mouth. "How you make me feel like the sexiest man alive."

His fingers rub their way down into the warm, humid, tight space between his buttocks.

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"You are the sexiest man alive," Glitch purrs, both hands curling on wyatt's and controlling the movement of his hand as he sucks his thumb more, teasing and suckling and lapping. He whimpers slightly at the fingers exploring him, pushing back a little.

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"You're just saying that to make me harder." He grins, fingers splaying out over Glitch's cheek, and further down, coming together and pushing down and over the tantalizing bump and hollow of muscle.

"I want you. I want you."

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Glitch murmurs happily, moaning softly in his chest. "Saying it 'cause it's true." He sucks again, down and slowly up. "I could do this to other parts of you, you realise."

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"No kidding. What do you think I've been imagining since the moment you started treating my thumb like a sticky treat?"

He grinds himself into Glitch, feeling there's no reason why he can't give as good as he gets. "Please."

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Glitch giggles again and beams. "Good! You were meant to."

He wriggles down the bed, because now he's suggested it, he really, really wants that. he gets level with Wyatt's cock, licking over it eagerly.

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He groans out loud, tangling his hands gently in Glitch's hair to silently encourage him, to keep him there and not moving away, because he's missed this, didn't know how much until Glitch's hot mouth was on him and doing unmentionable things.

"Oh, Gods--" He's really missed this.