//beginning and end is NSFW//
"I'll have you right here, fucking bend over," Eddy commanded, but not waiting for Brett to do so before taking a hold of the back if his neck and forcing him to lean on his arms on their coffee table.
"God, please," Brett moaned, loving how roughly Eddy handled him. "Please have me, Eddy."
Eddy didn't hesitate to do just what Brett asked of him, only making sure he was properly lubed up before sliding in.
"Oh god, fuck me", Brett groaned, feeling rather embarrassed by the lewd things escaping his mouth. He simply couldn't help it.
Eddy placed his hands on Brett's hips and thrusted into him, grunting as he did.
"H... Harder", Brett pleaded, grabbing a hold of the coffee table. A drop of sweat formed on his forehead and he moaned loudly as Eddy did as requested.
"Fuck", Eddy groaned, speeding up. Brett could feel the table sway under him, but he honestly didn't care at this point. The wave of pleasure was building from the spot Eddy brushed past with every thrust and the creaks increased with it.
"Eddy... I'm gonna... Oh f...!"
With a loud crash, the table collapsed under Brett. He landed on his hands and knees on top of it, looking rather confused and frustrated.
"Shit," he muttered, the good feeling he had a moment ago settling and getting replaced by the lust from earlier.
"Are you okay?" Eddy asked, trying to help him out of the pile of wood. Brett got himself climbed out, immediately pressing his lips against Eddy's, letting the desperation shine through.
"I'm fine, but fuck please get back into me," he whimpered, reaching down and gently stroking him as encouragement. "Please Eddy, I was so close..."
"Let's move to bed so we don't break any more furniture, yeah?" Eddy breathed, leading them towards the bedroom.
Barely a couple of minutes, they were cuddled together under the covers in the bed.
"God, that was amazing," Brett breathed, closing his eyes and running a finger across Eddy's chest. It was more of a fascination thing than a sexual thing now, but it mostly tickled Eddy who caught his hand in his.
"Didn't think we'd get to breaking furniture so fast, if I'm honest," Eddy joked, chuckling to himself. "Least of all the coffee table."
"Mhm, we need a new coffee table," Brett mumbled, kissing Eddy's shoulder and snuggling closer.
"I guess the next logical step is a trip to ikea, then," Eddy shrugged, kissing the top of Brett's head. "Let's do that tomorrow before we have to explain to anyone why we have a wood pile for a coffee table, yeah?"
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The next day, they went to ikea and parked among the sea of other cars in the large parking lot. Brett looked up at the large blue block of a building.
"Okay," Eddy said taking a deep breath and leaning on the hood of the car. "The plan is go in, get the coffee table we chose and head out."
"Good plan," Brett nodded, walking around the car to where Eddy was standing. "Just head to..." He grabbed Eddy's hand and looked at the half smudged handwriting on it. "... aisle 08 location 06 and grab a black-brown Lack coffee table."
That's not exactly how it would go, though, as they seemed to find something useful in every department. Some candles, a new pizza cutter, some new bedsheets... They ended up having to grab one of the in-house yellow ikea bags to carry everything just before walking into the toy department of the store.
"Hey Eddy... Watch out for the shark," Brett laughed, grabbing one of the large blue sharks with the lable "BLÅHAJ" on them and poking Eddy with it's snout. Eddy switched the ikea bag into his other hand and patted the shark on its head.
"Oh no, don't let it eat me", Eddy joked in a sarcastic tone. They shared a laugh and Brett took the shark in a hug.
"It's so cute, though", Brett mumbled, patting the shark's snout.
"Brett, we're not getting a shark", Eddy said, pretending to be stern. "We already have Tim, remember?"
"Tim can get a sibling, can't he?"
"You're seriously going to buy a shark for $25?"
Brett looked up at Eddy with a pout, the meter long shark still held tightly in his arms.
"Comeooon pretty please," Brett said, a joking smile playing on his lips that was now partially hidden behind the shark.
Eddy couldn't help but smile at the view.
"God how do you manage to be so adorable", Eddy breathed, stepping over to Brett to place a kiss on his cheek. "We'll get the shark, okay?"
Brett grinned widely and took a hold of Eddy's face with one hand to pull him into a proper kiss.
"I'm sure Tim's gonna be an amazing big brother."
They finally made it to the final part of ikea, the part that looked like a large storage room where you could pick the flat packed furniture and head for checkout. Eddy looked up st the signs.
"What aisle again?" he asked, not remembering that he was the one with the information. Brett took his hand and read off it.
"Aisle 08 location 06," Brett repeated himself from earlier. Eddy laughed.
"I'm so stupid sometimes", he snorted and headed for aisle 08 with Brett following close behind, the shark under his arm.
"It's over here," Eddy said, pointing to the other end of the aisle, and Brett and the shark made their way over there.
"That's the box?" Brett asked, watching as Eddy pulled out a flat cardboard box that didn't look too heavy, but had quite an impractical shape. Eddy nodded.
"If you take the yellow bag, I'll take the box," he suggested, nodding towards the bag sitting on the floor next to him.
Brett placed the shark on top of all the stuff in the yellow bag and grabbed the handles.
"Is it heavy?" he asked Eddy, nodding to the box. He shrugged.
"Nah, just impractical. Let's go, my hands are dying."
Eddy put the cardboard box in the back of the car and Brett put the now blue bag in on top of it, but grabbed the shark.
"You're gonna sit in the back", he mumbled to it, opening the door and putting it in the back seat, fastening its seatbelt. Eddy just stared at him, raising an eyebrow, but quickly just accepting it and going to sit on the driver's side. Eventually, Brett shut the back door and crawled into the passenger's seat.
"You're so sweet, you know that?" Eddy said, trying to suppress a laugh. Brett stuck his tongue out at him.
"I just care about our new son, okay?" he joked, leaning over to kiss Eddy's cheek.
"Our shark son", Eddy laughed, starting the car and backing out of the parking spot. "What are you gonna name him?"
Brett shrugged.
"I thought maybe you wanted to name him, actually."
"Really? Oh wow, let me think about that," Eddy mumbled, trying to think of a good shark name. He peeked into tje rear view middle, seeing the shark sitting in the back. Their shark son.
They pulled up into the driveway and Eddy stopped the car, but didn't immediately get out. Brett looked over at him with a raised eyebrow.
"Uhm, I'm thinking maybe Damian?" Eddy half stated half asked. Brett's lips curved into a smile.
"Our shark son Damian. Love it. Tim and Damian, our sons."
"You're taking this way too seriously", Eddy snorted, leaning over to kiss him quickly before getting out of the car.
They got all the new stuff inside, including Damian who was gently placed next to Tim in the comfy chair.
"You guys be friends while your dads build a coffee table, alright?" Brett mumbled, patting both of them on their heads. "No biting."
"Dinner first or coffee table first?" Eddy asked from the kitchen where he'd been putting away their new pizza cutter.
"Coffee table then takeaway?" Brett suggested, already starting to move the box with the coffee table to where the old one had been. Eddy appeared in the doorway to the kitchen.
"Sounds like a plan."
Brett tears the box open and out fell the instruction booklet as well as a small plastic bag of screws. He quickly picked it up and opened it.
"We need some tools," he concluded, looking up at Eddy. He showed the instructions to Eddy. "Can you find these?"
Eddy grabbed the booklet and studied it.
"Hmm yeah, sure," he replied, giving the booklet back, disappearing into the kitchen. Brett knew they had a few tools in the back of a cupboard there, so he just assumed Eddy would find them. Meanwhile he started screwing the legs of the table in place.
"Bretty? Did we move the screwdriver?" Eddy asked loudly from the kitchen. Brett thought about it for a moment before answering.
"Don't think so, but check the drawer over the cupboard. Might have been placed there in a hurry."
Eddy came back while Brett was screwing the last leg in place.
"Alright, let me just have a look at the instructions.." he mumbled, and Eddy just sat down on the couch watching as his boyfriend assembled the table, handing him the right tools as requested.
He had to admit it was hot seeing Brett being all handy and more than once he caught himself licking his lower lip.
Brett lifted the shelf board onto the supports and furrowed his brows.
"Hold this for me, please?" he requested of Eddy, and Eddy immediately got out of the couch and went to hold the board in place while Brett screwed it in place on all four corners. He followed Brett's hands with his eyes, especially noticing how the muscles in his underarm moved as he turned the screwdriver.
When Brett stopped and put the screwdriver on the couch, Eddy noticed of fixated he'd been on Brett's movements and got a hint of red over his cheeks.
"Let's flip it over and we'll be done," Brett said cheerily, getting up from his position on the floor. Eddy just nodded, grabbing one end of the table and flipping it over to stand on its legs.
"There it is," Brett said proudly, stepping around it to kiss Eddy's cheek. "I think we did a good job!"
Eddy snaked an arm around Brett's waist, kissing the side of his head.
"Mhm, you did a good job."
"I did a good job? You helped out," Brett protested, and Eddy just laughed.
"Do you think it's sturdier though?" Eddy murred, leaning down to kiss him gently. Brett chuckled against Eddy's lips, sliding his hands into the back pockets of Eddy's jeans.
"You wanna test it?"