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It was just supposed to be a joke. A little teasing to lighten the mood after the awful day they had had. Mack and Fitz arrived at Mack’s quarters with poor Fitz covered in disgusting muck from their last lab experiment gone wrong. Mack, being by far the cleaner of the two, conceded the first shower without prompting while Fitz mumbled his thanks.
Mack even generously left a bundle of clean clothes by the bathroom door with what he thought would be a funny surprise that would give Fitz something to have a nice laugh about, lifting his spirits. Settling on the bed with his laptop, Mack waited for the fireworks.
~~~~~
Hearing the water turn off, Mack smirked to himself imagining Fitz’s initial reaction but when no yell came Mack frowned.
A light cough from the doorway had Mack whipping his head round to see Fitz standing there with his soft, compact body bare and damp save for a pair of deep purple panties.
They were a confection of silk and lace with a line of ruffles contrasting nicely with Fitz’s pale skin. His sparse body hair only served to make the sight all the more tempting. Mack’s mouth went impossibly dry as his blood headed south.
All he could manage was a dry rasp barely above a whisper, “Fitz.”
Finally tearing his eyes from his partner’s delectable body, Mack looked Fitz in the eyes and caught his look of smug satisfaction before he said lightly, “Yes, Mack?”
The teasing challenge in his partner’s voice spurred Mack up off the bed and into Fitz’s space crowding him back against the door jam.
“Fitz,” rumbled out of Mack’s throat questioningly with his hands not quite touching. Fitz arched off the jam pressing into Mack in one long sensuous roll.
“What? Don’t you like them, Mack?” Fitz all but purred locking eyes with his partner.
With a growl, Mack closed the scant distance between them sweeping his hands down Fitz’s flanks and pulling him into a searing kiss. It was wet and hot as Mack pressed Fitz back against the doorway all the while running his hands along the frilly edges of the panties.
“Fuck, Fitz,” Mack said with feeling when he pulled back for air, “You’re so fucking pretty.”
Mack promptly kissed away the stunned look that that declaration brought, before tearing himself away from Fitz completely.
Confusion had barely registered on Fitz’s face before Mack was on his knees sliding his hands up Fitz’s legs settling on his thighs with his thumbs caressing just under the hem of his panties.
Mack locked eyes with Fitz once more before pressing his face to the purple fabric straining to contain Fitz’s erection.
Fitz let out a moan as Mack breathed warm, moist air into the crotch of his panties before mouthing at his cock through the fabric.
“Oh God, Mack,” moaned Fitz as he brought up his hands running them over Mack’s shaved head.
Finally, Mack worked his way up to the darkened patch where Fitz’s precum had soaked into the panties and laved at the spot with his tongue earning a sharp, appreciative tug on his ears. Mack hummed and then sucked fully at the head drawing a taste of Fitz through the fabric all while holding Fitz’s hips steady so that he could not buck into his mouth.
“Please, Mack. Please,” Fitz begged as Mack pulled away again, batting his partner’s hands away before seizing his hips and flipping him around.
“Not until I’ve had my fill of you in these panties,” Mack rejoindered with a smirk which was met with a huffed laugh until he leaned in and nipped at the nearest buttcheek.
“Hey!”
“Sorry, turbo,” Mack said, not sounding sorry at all as he reached up and grasped two handfuls of Fitz’s downright mouthwatering ass giving them a nice long grope before spreading the cheeks and running his thumbs down the crack looking for his hole.
“Wha-,” was all that Fitz was able to say before Mack leaned in and licked wetly at his cloth-covered hole.
“Hhnaagah,” said Fitz as Mack continued to lick and suck at his hole through the fabric.
Mack was in heaven pressed between Fitz’s cheeks. But when Fitz arched and canted his hips back Mack had to press the heel of his hand into his erection to keep from cumming at the evidence of Fitz’s eager enjoyment.
Standing abruptly, Mack let out a little chuckle at the whine of protest from Fitz but without fully taking his hands off of him he began to herd his partner towards the bed while stripping off his shirt and undoing his jeans.
When they reached the bed, Fitz went to slip off the purple panties but Mack grabbed his hands and used his hold on them to draw Fitz into a forceful and wet kiss that left him breathless and panting.
“Leave them,” Mack growled as he pulled back. “I’m going to make you cum in those pretty panties.”
“Jesus.”
“No, Mack.”
Fitz laughed, “You dork.”
“Now, get on the bed turbo.”
“Sir, yes sir,” Fitz quipped before getting on the edge of the bed with his knees spread wide and inviting the deep purple panties stretched taut over his ass.
Giving Fitz’s ass a light slap, Mack leaned over to the side table and fished out a bottle of lube. With two fingers coated, he used the other hand to pull aside the panties and teased at Fitz’s damp pucker.
“Mack, come on,” Fitz insisted right before one of Mack’s long fingers pushed into him causing him to moan and clench.
“Relax turbo,” Mack murmured.
With a huff, Fitz did just that and Mack pressed both lube covered fingers into him moving them in and out looking for just the right spot. . .
Fitz let out a heartfelt moan and Mack grinned.
After fingering Fitz for a minute, Mack withdrew his fingers and snagged the lube again to coat his newly freed cock.
Grabbing the panties once again, Mack lined his cock up to Fitz’s hole without pushing in, “Are you ready, turbo?”
“Damn it, Mack! Now!”
And with that Mack pressed in as Fitz bore down.
It would have been easier to fuck Fitz if he wasn’t wearing the panties, but Mack loved the sight of all that silky material rucked up to bare Fitz’s hole being spread wide on Mack’s cock.
“You are so fucking pretty,” Mack praised while thrusting into his partner with abandon, “So pretty when I’m fucking you, Fitz. You should always be wearing panties so that I know that just under your clothes there is a pretty present for me to unwrap. All for me. All mine.”
Fitz seemed incapable of doing anything but moaning and whining and shivering through Mack’s little speech as he thrust back to meet him.
When Mack felt close, he leaned forward and reached for Fitz’s cock still trapped inside the panties.
“Cum for me Fitz,” and with no more prompting, Fitz came inside his panties.
As soon as Fitz relaxed from his orgasm, Mack pulled out, and with a few rough pulls on his cock he also came on Fitz’s soiled panties.
~~~~~
Once they had both caught their breath, Mack and Fitz stood up by the couch. Mack shucked off the rest of his clothes before flopping naked onto the bed leaving Fitz to remove his cum-soaked panties far more gingerly.
“You’re an animal, Mack.”
“Mmm,” was Mack’s only response until Fitz had freed himself from the ruined panties when he dragged the now naked Fitz down onto the bed for a snuggle.
Pressed skin to skin laid out on the couch Fitz asked, “Did you plan for this to happen? When you gave me the panties with the other clean clothes?”
Mack doesn’t answer right away, luxuriating in the feeling of Fitz against him before admitting, “It was just supposed to be a joke, something that we could laugh about.”
Fitz went completely still in Mack’s arms.
“But,” Mack continues, “I can’t deny that I’d thought about it before, fantasized about you wearing panties. So, I guess, subconsciously I was testing the waters so to speak.”
Fitz seemed to melt back into Mack, warm and pleased.
“Well, I hope you have other pairs because I don’t think these ones are ever going to be the same again,” Fitz joked.
Mack hummed and pulled Fitz close, “Oh don’t worry, there are plenty more where those came from.”
The End.