Notice: triple update today.

The weather was beautiful today. Armin sat outside, in front of his painter's easel.

While tapping his paint-coated brush against the canvas in front of him, he felt two strong arms embracing him from the back. Armin looked down and saw one hand and one stump pressing against his chest.

"I've missed you," a deep voice breathed into his ear.

Armin immediately dropped down his brush and turned around.

"I've missed you too," he answered and kissed his husband. It was a passionate and desperate kiss against those lips he'd missed so much. "I can't believe you're really here again."

They hadn't seen each other for over five weeks. Kristof was digging and opening up another diamond mine a couple of hundred kilometers further with his new business partner. And believe it or not, that new partner was nobody other than...the King!

"How was it? Did everything go smoothly?" Armin asked in between the kisses.

"Hmm-hmm. Everything is taken care of. Adam is still there and will return home in about two weeks. But I just couldn't wait any longer, I needed to see you."

Armin wrapped his arms around Kristof and hugged him tightly, taking in the familiar scent he had missed so much. Pulling back, he placed kisses all over Kristof's face. Against his forehead, his cheeks, and his scar. Oh, how Armin had missed feeling that slightly lumpy skin underneath his lips again.

"How was it here?" Kristof asked.

"Other than I missed you like crazy, it was good. I sold four paintings! And they will all go to Europe!" Armin spoke proudly.

Kristof smiled. "My husband is the best. And when will you paint something for me again? Something that can hang in my secret room. My nude painting is still waiting for some company, you know. When will you paint yourself for me?" Kristof asked.

But what he didn't know was that Armin had already started on such a painting. Four days ago, Armin had looked at himself in the mirror and really observed his body and every little detail. He then decided to paint himself lying on the grass with the lake in the background. It was the place where they shared their first laugh, kiss, and lovemaking. All of their first precious moments. He will give it to Kristof on his birthday which is in two and a half weeks.

"I will give it to you for your birthday."

"You will?" Kristof was surprised.

"I promise," Armin replied. "Are you hungry?" he asked. It was almost dinnertime.

"I can't wait for that gift. And yes, I am hungry. Let's go inside. I also want to talk to May and Rock. I'm sure they miss Adam and would like to know how their husband and father are doing."

Armin nodded and together they walked into the castle.

All the servants were happy that the good master was home again.

Rock, already six years old now, came running down the stairs. "Uncle! Uncle!" The boy said happily when hugging his uncle.

Kristof saw him searching for another man. "Your dad will be here in a few days."

"Oh..." the boy said, disappointed. His green and brown eyes glazed up.

Kristof ruffled Rock's hair, "He will be back before you know it. Where is your mother?"

"In the kitchen."

"Okay, go tell her I'm here."

After a big hug, Rock ran back to the kitchen.

~~~

During dinner, both men sat at the big dinner table beside each other like they always did. The cook had made a feast-like dinner to celebrate Kristof was home again. There was plenty of meat, fruits, vegetables, bread, and cheese. They both ate until their bellies were round.

"Poor May," Armin said.

May had been a little sad that Adam hadn't returned home yet. But she was pleased to see Kristof again.

"Adam will be here in two weeks. She will survive," Kristof replied.

Armin chuckled. "Says the man who already returned home because he missed it so much."

"I missed you. And to be fair, Adam arrived two weeks later than I did, so we missed our loved ones equally long now. And I did propose to stay, but he insisted that I should return home."

Armin caressed Kristof's cheek, "I'm glad he did, I was growing mad without you here." He looked at Kristof with dark eyes, "Wanna go upstairs?" he whispered.

Kristof didn't need to think twice about his answer. "Oh, yes..."

Armin called one of the servants and asked her to fill a bath.

~~~

"Hmm... Ahhh..." Armin moaned as his husband's strong hand was wrapped around his erection.

Together, they sat in the warm water Armin sat between Kristof's legs with his back against his husband's chest, while Kristof was slowly stroking his cock and nuzzling his neck. Armin enjoyed every second of it. With eyes closed, he was lolling the back of his head against Kristof's chest, basking in how his husband was bringing him closer and closer to that blissful feeling.

"I missed your moans so much..." Kristof breathed heavily against the shell of his ear.

"Ahhh..." Armin answered with another expression of satisfaction.

Kristof's stump slowly caressed Armin's perky pinkish nipples.

"Don't ever leave me this long again... Ngh...Ahh..."

"I won't."

Armin bit his lip as Kristof stroked him, oh so leisurely. And because it was so slow, it felt so intense. Each stroke made him more delirious. He wanted his husband to speed up, but he also didn't want that. The feeling was too good to stop. However, Kristof began to accelerate his motions.

"Ahh...Kris..."

The water made sloshing sounds as Kristof began to pump his husband's hard-on faster, his grip tighter. Water splattered out of the tub and ended up on the floor, making a big wet mess.

Armin lifted his arm and folded it around Kristof's neck as he turned his head. They kissed each other with passion.

~~~

Night had approached, and they lay beside each other in their cozy bed, Armin's head on Kristof's chest, listening to his heartbeat.

"How is the King?"

"He's well. He came by for two days and then left. He sent you his regards. I think he still has a weakness for you. Too bad for him, 'cause you are mine..." Kristof said as he placed a kiss on top of Armin's head.

"Well, I have no weakness for him. The thought alone makes me want to gag."

Kristof chuckled. "There was a time that the thought of me made you gag too. Should I get worried now?" he teased.

"Shut up. I was young and dumb back then," Armin answered and he bit Kristof's nipple.

"Ouch!" Kristof yelled. It was Armin who laughed this time. "That hurt, you know?"

"Well, you teased me," the younger man said, lifting his head to look at his husband.

"I think you need to give it another kiss to make the pain go away," Kristof replied and he pressed his nipple towards Armin's face.

Armin gladly kissed it with a huge smile on his face.

"You aren't feeling sorry one bit," Kristof said.

A few candles burned on the bedside table so they could still see each other and every time Kristof looked at his husband, he was still as much in love as the first time he saw him by the fountain.

"I'm not sorry at all." Armin chuckled.

"I think you need to kiss that nipple until you are."

"We just made love together. You want me again?" Armin asked seductively.

"Oh, I want you the whole night, Armin. I don't want to sleep till it's morning, and then when it's morning, I want to eat breakfast and crawl back in bed with you."

Kristof tickled Armin under his armpits, and the younger had to give in. But Armin didn't mind. He had missed his older lover just as much and wanted him just as much too.

"I love you," Armin said before he went on kissing his husband's sensitive nipple. "Let me show you how much."

"I love you too. And please, do show me."

"Oh, I'll show you all night. Every night."