Bloom (ManxMan)

The Tale of Andy and Isaac

Andy meets Andrea on one sunny day. He was fresh out of the shower and in one of Isaac's hoodie that stopped a bit passed mid thigh, thankfully he had blow dried his hair but still let it hand into his face, a pair of boxer underneath.

She had called for breakfast while Isaac had his shower.

"You look absolutely adorable."

"Thank you." Andy says, his cheeks a bit pink. He's seated across from her at the dining room, his phone on the table as he waited for Annie to reply his texts. He had taken a day off, so had she. He wanted to spend more time with Isaac before the coronation which was in two weeks.

Breakfast was done slowly. Andrea has brief Andy about what to say and do when confronted by the paparazzi, she had given him a folded containing the list of things he could say if asked any particular question.

"You've been assigned a number of guards. Well, you, Your Mum and your friend Annie. They would be completely incognito but they will be there. A lot of people know about yours and Isaac's relationship and we need to be careful." Andrea informs Andy who nods.

"The Queen also wants to know if you'd prefer using the main kitchen at the palace for the coronation and how many people you'll want assisting you."

Andy looks at Isaac at that. "I haven't seen the main kitchen. I was thinking I'd use Isaac's." The baker replied.

"I'll take you to the main kitchen later. It's really big."

"I'll check it out and get back to you, Andrea."

Andrea leaves a few minutes after that, a flurry of goodbyes and waves. Once she was gone, Andy packs up the plates and cups that had been used to the kitchen. He drops it on the counter in the kitchen and Isaac placed them in the washer, closing the door when he was done.

"Do you want to see the main kitchen now?"

"If you don't mind."

Isaac takes Andy's hand in his and together, they walked out of the room. Andy humming as he was led to the ground floor, all the way to the back where a big door looked over them.

"I think you're going to love this." Isaac smirked. He winks at Andy, let go of his hand and pulled open the door. The baker walked into the room, his mouth open in a silent gasp.

The kitchen was huge, a ridiculously big black L-shaped counter at the center. The ovens were big and there were seven of them, there was a stainless steel set hanging over head. Large steel pans and trays in the cupboards and Andy could live here.

"You look like a kid in a candy shop."

Andy spun around to face his boyfriend, his hands spread wide. "This is a candy shop. Here I was thinking your kitchen was the bomb but this... this is wow!"

Isaac made his way to his boyfriend, wrapping his hands around Andy's waist, leaning against the side of Andy's head, both of them swaying.

"I want to bake till I drop in here."

"Will you need only Annie or should Andrea get more people?"

"Two more people would be okay, so it's easier for me to watch what they're adding and stuff. Besides the strawberry pineapple bundt cake, what else do you want?" Andy asked. They were still swaying, Boeing moving from side to side.

"You can make whatever."

"But it's your day." Andy said, his lips pulling into a pout.

"The lemon pineapple poke cake you made yesterday." Isaac said.

"Done."

They both leave the kitchen afterwards. Andy wanted to cuddle all day in bed with Isaac and who was he to tell Andy no. Who looks at Andy and says no whatever he asked? The man deserves the world.

"Breaking Bad or Friends?"

"Friends. I miss Chandler's voice." Andy replied as he crawled into bed. The panel was up and Isaac had come prepared with a lot of treats. Haribos, Cadbury biscuits and chocolates, truffles and bags of chips.

"Do I need to be jealous?"

"Nothing to be jealous of, he doesn't compare to you." Andy says sweetly and Isaac couldn't help but chuckle. His sweet flower had given him the best compliment.

Isaac settles onto the bed and pulled Andy between his legs, Andy's back against his chest. After coming back from the kitchen, the prince had forgone the shirt he had pulled on.

Andy closed his eyes, picked up the remote and selected a random episode with his eyes closed. When he opens it he lets out a snort when he sees he had selected the episode: The one with baby on the bus.

"I take it you like this one?"

"Loved it. I used to ship Joey and Chandler when I was in high school but when I got older I began to appreciate their friendship." Andy explains, grabbing a bag of Haribos. He grabbed a small handful of jellybeans and pushed it into his mouth.

"I was more of a Phoebe person growing up. I loved her with Mike."

"Figures, you're a Mike person."

Andy raised the bag of Haribo to Isaac who takes a handful of jelly beans. They watch three episodes, then moved onto A Series of Unfortunate Events. They do stay in bed all day, except when Isaac got up to get lunch.

By seven, Isaac grabbed the remote and pulled part the dark panels, so they could see the stars overhead. Isaac has dimmed the lights and grabbed a pint of Blue Bunny ice cream in Cookie Dough. They sat on the plush carpet, watching episodes of Ru Paul's Drag Race, sharing their opinions on the contestants and who their favorites were.

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Dinner was a casual affair. Isaac had made steak Diane with sautéed haricot verts with red bell peppers and lemon. He had served it withers wine.

"It tastes good."

"I've been practicing making this for you." Isaac replies. They were seated at the dining table, across each other, eating to their heart's content.

"I think from now on, you should cook while I handle the baking." Andy said before taking another forkful of vegetables.

"I'll make you your favorite dishes and try new recipes on you."

"Boyfriends that cook together, stay together."

"You're crazy."

"You like me like that." Andy stuck out at the Prince. They talk about everything and anything, both of them packing up their plates and heading to the kitchen.

After washing up the pots, Andy and Isaac made their way back to the room. Isaac connects his phone to his phone to the speaker, soft music filling the room. The atmosphere was warm, the twinkle of the piano.

"So how was your day?"

"Unbelievable. I spent the day with my lovely boyfriend, he cooked for me, we cuddled and kissed a lot. It was the best day."

"It was the best day."

They talked lowly amongst themselves, talking about their favorite movies and songs at the moment, what series they hated and the one they like. Isaac told Andy about the day he tried to slip a joke in at a parliament meeting a few weeks ago.

"I can't believe you said that."

"They stared at me like I had grown an extra head." Isaac laughed, he was cradling Andy in his arms.

"You're insane."

"I'm mad for you."

"You are so cheesy, you cream puff." Andy laughed, closed the space between them and kissed Isaac, his hands cradling Isaac's face. They kiss until they had to come up for air.

Andy lets out a giggle as Isaac pressed kiss after kiss to his lips, his teeth nipping lightly.

Andy slipped his leg between Isaac and swiftly turned him on his back so he was straddling him. Andy smirked at his boyfriend, Isaac's hands on Andy's waist, squeezing. Andy boy his bottom lip as he slowly grinds down on Isaac, smirking in satisfaction as he feels Isaac get hard.

"You're playing with fire, flower."

"Maybe I want to get burned."

Isaac swiftly spun them around, his lips finding Andy's in a harsh kiss, his hands moving deftly as he pulled off Andy's trousers. Andy leaned up, his body arching off the bed, his hands in Isaac's hair.

"Isaac..." Andy moaned, his body hot, his lips swollen. He cries out as Isaac slid his hands underneath Andy's shirt, his fingers playing with Andy's n*****s.

"f**k. I love the sound of your voice." Isaac groaned, trailing kisses down Andy's neck, sucking, licking and nipping. "I wonder what you'll sound like when I finger you, pull you so close to the edge and stop. I'll make sure I don't let you come until I say so."

Andy licks his lips, his hands tightening in Isaac's hair. His head was thrown back, his body shaking, the hair thick with want.

"Please..."

"Lean up for me, baby."

Andy raised his hands up and Isaac pulled off Andy's shirt as well as his. He throws the shirt behind him, he grabbed Andy by the waist and pulled him into his lap, his hands pushing against Andy's bum, his lips wrapped around Andy's n****e.

Since he had pulled off Andy's jeans, the baker was left with a pair of dark boxers. Isaac pulls down the boxers, gently pushing Andy down so he could get the boxers off, leaving Andy naked.

Isaac pulls off the baker and reached for the bedside table. He pulls open the drawer and took out the flavored lube from the drawer. He dumps it onto the bed and claimed his space on Andy's stomach, licking and sucking bite marks down Andy's stomach. He avoids Andy's c**k, and instead trailed kisses down Andy's thigh, kissing the inside, loving the way Andy's legs shook, hoe Andy's grip in his hair tightened.

Isaac grabbed a pillow and spun Andy around, tucking the pillow beneath Andy's hips. Andy's breath came out labored, his hair scattered, cheeks and chest red. His face was tucked into his arms as Isaac trailed kisses down Andy's back, his hands squeezing his bum tight. Slowly kneading.

He parts Andy's cheeks, blowing a breath against it and watching it wink. He doesn't give Andy time to recuperate, he dug in, his tongue licking and prodding. Andy bit down on the sheets, holding the sheets tight with his hands, it felt like his vision was white, moaning out loud like they were the only ones left in the world.

Isaac sucked and licked, letting out groans that spurred Andy on as he rocked against the pillow. Isaac lubed up his fingers and slid one in. The apple flavored lube burst on his tongue. One finger turns to two, Andy tutting again the bed.

Isaac smacked his ass, once. Moving his mouth from Andy's hole to n****e on the swell of Andy's ass. Isaac leaned up, sucking Andy's ear as Isaac thrust his fingers in, hard and fast, feeling every arch and every shake of Andy's body.

"Isaac... please..."

"Come for me, darling. Let go and come for me."

Isaac thrust his fingers in, one, two, three times. Andy's mouth falls open in a silent moan, his body wrung tight as he came against the sheet.

"You were so good, baby. Wonderful." Isaac praises, his voice soft as he pulls his fingers out of Andy's ass. Andy's chest rising and falling as he tried to calm down. Andy leaned over and kissed Isaac's chest, his eyelid heavy. He felt blissed, f****d out and light.

Isaac thankfully kept a pack of baby wipes in the drawer. He reached for it and took out several so he could wipe off Andy. Isaac pulled off his jeans, he hadn't taken it off, and wiped himself clean. He tossed the wipes onto the floor, grabbed the duvet and pulled It over both of them.

Isaac held onto Andy tightly.

"Are you okay, flower?"

"You f****d my brains out." Andy replies with a light chuckle. "Give me a few minutes and I'll be ready to go again."

"That's if you are awake."

"I am awake." Andy broke into a yawn.

"Why don't you rest your eyes then."

"I will." Andy yawned again and moved closer to Isaac, his face tucked into his chest. His eyes closed, his breath evened out as he drifted off to sleep.