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Rp- Add on thread to Bella's release

Albert wasn't aware of much because he had Bella in his arms and she was still babbling away about this and that, mindless stuff which all seemed so important. He couldn't believe how much she'd grown in this short space of time and she say so much more now. A minute or two later she was wiggling in her arms to get down and Albert carefully lowered her to the ground, and holding Moo in one hand, Bella took hold of Albert's with her other and started to tug him towards Mac.

"Move," she said, tugging at his hand and grinning as he started to walk. Soon they were by Mac and Bella reached to put Moo in Albert's pocket before reaching up to take both Al and Mac by the hand. "Sleepy," she said softly, yawning, "Moo's sleep too.. bedtime!"

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It was obvious Mac wouldn’t be drawn into any conversation about Selene. “I gave you an offer once,” He knew asking Al again wasn’t the right thing to do, yet, he’d try anything then to stop the pain in Al’s voice.

“I said I love you; that’s something we can work with.” He held back from saying anything beyond talking about him and Al. “We can keep Bella and try to sort out our own relationship too.”

Unlike before there was no begging in his voice. Mac still had a smidgen of pride left even though Al had managed to break him more than once. “We can’t stay here.”

Al looked down and nodded his head, "You did, an offer I can never take because I can never share the man I love with someone else, not in that respect. It would be like me asking you to allow me to be with Eothian also." But the difference was, Albert didn't want Eothian, not in the way Fia wanted Selene.

"You love me, you want her. You can't have us both, at least not in the world I was brought up in. I'm sorry but that wont ever change." He rubbed his eyes as his lower lip started to shake, "I would love for that to be possible, but there are too many wedges in our lives to stop that from happening and we both know that these wedges will just rip us apart. Bella doesn't deserve that."

Albert couldn't help but feel things would be different if Selene had never been in Fia's life. The meal at Christmas wouldn't have ended up with them fighting as Fia wouldn't have had plans with someone else on New Year, it wouldn't have resulted in Al spending it alone and Fia being with a woman he was attracted too... it wouldn't have ended in divorce and every fight that came after. Because every fight revolved around her and her relationship with Fia. The day they'd almost gotten back together, that had been going well until he admitted the affair and wanting them both. Al's heart couldn't live with Fia being with her as well as him.

"I know." He hid his face in his hands as silent tears ran from his eyes. They'd have to face the harsh reality soon and Albert was scared of what it might do to him.

“You put the wedges there, Al.” Not a fair thing to say, yet part of him hated where they were now. And if he was truthful there had been always something between them from the very start of their relationship. Eothian had been the wedge then or some other problem where Al felt unwanted. There was always something between them. Mac knew he also put wedges between them, and knew he still loved Al.

Moving he tried to forget about what was between them. He didn’t want to see Al cry and he did the first thing that came to his mind, tilted Al’s face up to his and kissed him.

Those words cut him through like a knife and he felt the last of his hope and almost sanity slip from him. Albert turned whit and truly all the fight left him.

Feeling the hand on his face and then the lips on his own, Albert allowed himself to be drawn into the dream that would never be a reality, the two of them being back together and happy without anything on the outside pulling them apart. He let the kiss linger for a moment before pulling back. "Thank you," he said softly and looked down, "Thank you for making yourself the last person who kissed me again."

And he stood slowly, "I think it would be better if I found somewhere else to sleep, Bella will be safe with you." He swallowed past the lump in his throat, "I can't do this dance any more." Leaning down he pressed his lips to Fia's forehead, letting them linger for a moment before his lips found his in another soft kiss. Albert knew he shouldn't do this, it would end in hurt and more fighting, he just couldn't help himself.

“I can’t do this any more, either.” At that moment Mac didn’t care where it was going to end. He needed Al, wanted his body against his. Opening his mouth under Al’s, he deepened the kiss. The only moment he hesitated was when his hands began to undress Al. His mouth still on Al’s, giving light feathering kisses, he moaned softly in desire as he spoke his voice barely above a whisper.

“Tell me to stop.”

This wasn't what Al had expected at all, wanted yes, but expected...no. Feeling the kiss deepen, Albert followed on instinct, his lips parting as the kiss deepened. At Fia's worlds, Al let out a soft laugh and looked back towards the sleeping child in the room.

"What if we wake her?" Yep, not telling him to stop.

Pausing briefly to leave Al, Mac pulled the drapes down across the bed space; giving them some privacy. Then going back to Al, taking him in Mac’s lips found Al’s once more,

“We’ll figure that out if she wakes up.”

Every word he spoke he gave Al a light kiss. Until he couldn’t stand the barely there kisses. His mouth added more pressure, until he could fully taste Al with his tongue and lips.

“Do you want me?” He needed to know if he should go on.

Albert watched as Fia moved away, glancing back and smiling a little. Suddenly he felt like he was younger, like mom and dad might catch him at doing something he shouldn't. Although mom and dad was a small child.

Moving closer he pressed his body against Fia's as he wrapped his arms around him, deepening the kiss to match the passion from the other man.

"You're the only person I ever want... I ever need..." He let his teeth drag across Fia's lower lip and he smiled just a little, "Don't believe me, take me to bed and I'll show you!" And once again their lips met.

That was the only encouragement Mac needed to pull them both to the bed.

He took his time undressing Al and himself. Relishing in remembering how Al felt under his hands and his mouth as he lips brushed across Al’s skin, kissing softly at every cut, bruise, and mark he found on Al’s body as he unclothed him. Then, he was naked against Al and nothing could stop the sound of desire coming from his lips.

Albert's eyes were unable to stop watching as his hands removed clothes and lips found and kissed the marks on his skin, and in return Al let his callous fingers graze against Fia's skin. The world melted into nothing but the two of them there in that moment. Kissing, touching, remembering.

The sound that came from Fia's lips had Albert hard in seconds, and he had to press his body close to the other mans to feed the feelings burning inside him. He had a sudden rush of energy, but would sleep most of tomorrow at this rate, at least if Fia stayed at his side, and he moved them, pushing his love onto his back.

Now it was Albert's turn to allow his lips to move over the other mans'c body, kissing and nipping at skin, tasting what felt like heaven against his tongue. Soon they were kissing again, Albert laying flush over the other man, hips rolling down as he groaned.

Mac smoothed his hands down the length of Al’s back and back up again, letting his fingers run through the feel of Al’s hair. He arched upward pressing his body as close as possible while his lips covered Al’s mouth in soft heated kisses.

“You feel so damn good.” He whispered against Al’s mouth. His entire body was aroused, hard, and he wanted Al badly; just as much as he wanted to slowly rediscover every inch of Al’s body. “If I am dreaming don’t wake me.”

It felt like fire followed Fia's fingers as they moved down Al's back, burning him deep inside and making him want more.It was the first time in a long time him body felt more than numb, Fia had ignited him inside.

"You too," he muttered, nipping at Fia's jaw before nodding his head in agreement, "If this is a dream I'm never waking up.." He rolled his hips down, lifting his head a little to look into the eyes of the man he loved, "Tell me there's some lube or something, I want you inside me so badly..."

Moving to pull Al back against he mattress his voice remained soft as he spoke, “There’s enough time for that later.” Mac’s finger tips brushed over Al’s face, he tugged playfully at the beard,

“I’m not sure how I feel about this.”

There was a teasing tone in Mac’s voice and he lowered his head once more to capture Al’s lips in another kiss.

Albert groaned at the beard comment, "It itches and I want my stubble back, I feel like a scruff," which must sound funny because he always looked slightly scruffy. This was just over the top.

His hand ran up Fia's arm, a rumble sounding up his throat as they kissed. He couldn't help but feel the need to rush this, it was because he was afraid. Afraid this would all end before they were with one another, afraid he'd fall in love all over again and have this man leave him. "Tell me you love me," he whispered against his lips, "Please.. I want to hear it again."

Mac didn’t hesitate in his reply, even with all the hurt he knew how he felt.

“I still love you, Al.” He couldn’t help it. Didn’t really want to either and when he lowered his head for another kiss every thing besides the hurt he felt was in the open mouth kiss. He moaned softly and moved.

“Give me a few seconds.” With that he moved from the bed and then he was back, kissing Al. Hands greased with the ‘lube’ he had found and his fingers began slowly enter Al to prepare him for the final penetration Mac needed.

Albert kissed him back deeply, his eyes closing as he poured all his own emotions into the kiss. Love, desire, passion, want, hope... everything good that came from loving the man in his arms.

When he moved from the bed, Albert couldn't help but moan. He lay there hard, body throbbing with desire and the man he wanted was gone. Seeing him come back he couldn't help but smile, but the smile faded as he gasped when he felt the finger press against him. "Fia.." He moaned, turning his head to kiss him softly, "Please," he muttered, "I want to face you when we make love."

Moving to position them in the way Al requested, slowly stroked Al with his fingers. His gaze heated with not only desire but the unchecked Love Al always could draw from him. Somewhere in the back of his mind he knew he would regret showing how he really felt, once they left here they’d go back to accusations and mistrust. Right then, those things seemed miniscule compared to sharing himself with Al. Letting his self love Al all over again.

When Mac couldn’t hold back any longer, he moved again, this time to position himself to penetrate Al. The first deep stroke caused him to moan against Al’s lips as all the memories of their times together hit him with each thrust.

The eyes he looked into mirrored his own, Albert couldn't help but love and adore Fia completely. The fights they had didn't matter, the life outside of this room did. This moment, it was perfect and what they both wanted, what they both needed. Reaching up he ran his fingers over Fia's cheek and drew him closer s they could kiss once again.

Hissing through pleasure, Albert kissed him back and let his eyes fall closed as he allowed himself to do nothing but feel how good it was to have Fia inside him. They fit perfectly together, moved perfectly together. He couldn't stop his hands from exploring as Fia thrust against him, each trust causing him to moan into their kiss.

Each thrust brought Mac deeper into Al. His mouth barely left Al’s, taking each kiss to give one of his own. There wasn’t anything between their bodies as Mac strived to get them closer together. In that moment everything became about Al, giving the love Mac had for him.

He wrapped his arms around him tightly, his hand brushing to the back of Fia's head to keep them kissing. Even though they couldn't stop, he also felt that he needed to make sure they did as it muffled their moans and he really didn't want a little someone catching them like this. Soon he would be able to see the signs which proved Albert was close, and he was, it had been so long since he'd been with his love that he wasn't going to last long. And fia always knew how to bring him pleasure easily.

Bringing Al to his climax was all Mac could focus on. There was nothing that could prevent him from watching Al in that moment, from remembering how Al looked and tasted and felt under him as he moved beneath him. Nothing else mattered before or after that point. Nothing else could. Mac loved him. More if possible.

Albert deepened the kiss as his whole body started to tighten and he felt white hot flashes burn through his body. With a low growl running up his throat and turning into a moan which Fia managed to swallow, Albert reached his orgasm, shooting hot ribbons over both their stomachs.

Albert wanted to say those words, those three simple words to tell Fia that he loved him, but it seemed a little cliche in his moment. After orgasm I love yous could be so empty.

Mac followed with his own release. It took every effort in him to stop from crying out his name, instead his mouth found Al’s and he muffled the cry with a kiss as his whole body gave in to the release. When it was over Mac could only lay against Al, then reluctantly he moved back slightly.

And remained silent. Too afraid to speak in case he said anything to ruin the moment.

He didn't move, he didn't say a word until the orgasm had completely run it's course. Albert was buzzing, he hadn't felt this alive in a very long time. He turned slightly and pressed a soft kiss to Fia's lips before grinning, "Bathing room, now. I think we need to clean up before we both fall asleep here and Bella crawls into bed with us all sticky."

He couldn't take the smile off of his face as he reached to pull Fia closer to him. Right now, this was all he was thinking about. Right not. "Don't suppose you've got a cigarette have you?"

“Pipe tobacco.” Said Mac as he stretched. His mind filtered through the words Al was saying. It meant getting out of the bed, an effort, yet he had to.

A few minutes later and setting up the pipe tobacco for Al, Mac soaked in the bath, letting the water relax him. His gaze settled on Al as he wondered what to say.

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