Delivered to marky_b for his birthday with the accompanying card...

Another year! Hope your day is The Best Ever. In honor of our tradition, enjoy some new tea paraphernalia.

Happy Birthday, my friend!

Matt
xoxoxo

PS - Maksim sends his best and says vodka cocktails on the horizon. :)

( Prezzies here! )

[Vignette.]

Matt puts the finishing touches on the table setting, gives the small bouquet of red and white rosebuds a final adjustment, then stands back to admire his handiwork. He smiles, happy with what he's done. Maksim will be home from the dance studio very, very soon and they will sit down to a romantic, intimate Valentine's Day supper.

He removes the dish towel he'd tucked in the waistband of his grey dress slacks while cooking and twists around to check the fit of the pants over his ass one last time, reassuring himself that the new silky underwear he'd bought for the occasion didn't leave a line beneath the snug slacks. And they don't. He grins, thinking of the pleasure that will cover Maksim's face when he catches sight of them.

"Okay, food ready, wine uncorked and breathing, table set and gorgeous, ass prepped," he ticks the items off on his fingers. "Oh, the gift!" He rolls his eyes at himself and goes to get the wrapped package from the back of the hall closet. He's pretty sure his Maksim is going to like this latest painting for the playroom, or maybe even the bedroom if he'd rather. Matt thinks it looks a little like himself in one of his Sir's favorite positions.

He hears the faint sound of the elevator mechanism starting up and his cheeks flush with anticipation. Maksim is home.

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After an lazy, good-morning, wake-up blow-job, followed by coffee and breakfast in bed, Matt brings out ( 3 fancy-wrapped presents for his Maksim's 33rd birthday. )

[Players not pups. Nearing the end of the Dancing With the Stars fall season, Matt helps pissy_diva unwind. Backdated to November 10, 2012.]

Matt inhales, slow and deep, finding his center, relaxing and settling easily on his knees. Sir had told him to wait for him in the playroom, which means stripped and kneeling in the middle of the room, waiting on Maksim's pleasure.

This is going to be good for both of them. Maksim has been so consumed with the show and the worries about the family back in New York, he's had no time to unwind. Matt's own quick trip to the east coast for a long-scheduled appearance and the chance to check in with Sasha and Larisa with his own eyes had helped calm the personal worries, but Maksim loves his home and his city so much and it's wearing dreadfully on him, not being able to be in the thick of things.

( Matt takes another deep breath and waits patiently for his Sir. )

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Wrapped within an inch of their lives under the huge Christmas tree in the Chmerkovskiy-Bomer livingroom.

( Prezzies! )

[Open to Est Membership]

My husband calls me "lovely boy" and I still turn to mush.

[Maks' boy is in a movie about strippers, and all the promos show him wearing very little but skin. Maks gets a little possessive. Set around mid-June, 2012.]


Maks is restless, prowling through the condo looking for something, anything, to distract him. He's got a rare day off, and Matt had had an early morning call and left without waking him, so he hasn't had a chance to see his boy all day. Except on his laptop. The trailers for Magic Mike are out and the stills, the gifs, the fangirl and fanboy salivating, the commentary on Matt's sculpted body and his dance moves, and Maks has been watching and reading it all. Now he's waiting for his boy to get home, a need building in him to take his boy back from the fans, to stake his claim. He's in the playroom when he hears the elevator. A predatory smile crosses his lips and putting down the whip he stalks to the foyer to meet his boy.

"I'm home!" Matt calls out as soon as he steps through the elevator doors. ( He wonders where his husband might be )

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Delivered to Mark on the morning of the his birthday.


( A new Tigger mug )

[Players not pups. After a day of getting sent to voice mail, Matt and pissy_diva finally connect.]


Maks sends Melissa off on her dinner break with a couple of the other cast members, promising to catch up with them soon, then gets out his phone to dial his boy yet again. They've been playing phone tag, one or the other in the middle of working when the other has time to call. They usually manage to talk at least once each day that they're forced apart by work, but today has just been one of those days. He holds the phone to his ear, half-expecting to hear Matt's recorded voice once more.

( Matt has just let himself into the condo when his phone begins to play the ringtone he's been longing to hear. )

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[Players, not pups. Inspired by Matt's GQ Italia photoshoot Maks and Matt try a little roleplay.]


Maks approaches the door to the room he's requested at the Est, hoping that as usual the Est elves have worked their magic. Behind the door should be a 50s style diner, complete with one Matt Bomer-Chmerkovskiy in the role of bad boy. Not as bad as Maks, though, he'll bet. Maks has gone all out for this occasion, leather pants and jacket, plain white t-shirt, motorcycle boots, hair slicked back in a duck's ass style. He's got his sneer in place and he's ready to show this little hick town what's what. Smiling only on the inside, he slides the key card into the lock and enters the diner.

( Matt had come to the club early )

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Pulled from their hiding place in Matt's walk-in closet...

( Valentine's gifts for his husband, Maksim: )

Matt's gifts for his new husband on the occasion of his 32nd birthday, accompanied by a suitably mushy card and presented to Maksim in the living room of the Chmerkovskiy-Bomer condo prior to his birthday supper.

( Gifts under the cut. )

[Players not pups. Matt and pissy_diva return home after their honeymoon. Warning for schmoopiness.]


"Home again, home again, riggety-jig-jig." Matt drops the suitcases off to the side of the elevator doors and spins around on his foot. "That's a Grandma saying," he informs his husband who is exiting the elevator right behind him. "You must have noticed how fond she is of sayings and stuff," he chuckles. ( Maksim has sailed through family Christmas celebrations, )

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Backdated to Christmas morning in Bora Bora, posted late due to the mun's life being crazy.

( Merry Christmas, Maksim moi! )

Sent to: marky_b, matchbox_rob and NPC Marisol Thomas, j_rhys_meyers, anna_t and Jonathan Roberts, est_matlin, est_dushku, d_arquette along with with a handwritten note indicating that there will also be family and non-Est friends at the wedding and reception.

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To: marky_b@est.rpg
From: bomer@est.rpg
Subject: A Request

Hi Mark,

I'm guessing that your life is starting to head into the crazy zone for another season, so it's the PERFECT time for me to ask you this. *LOL* Maksim and I have settled on a date for the wedding - December 4th. Seems to fit everyone's schedules pretty nicely.

Anyway, we thought that it would add something special to our day if you would do us the honor of singing our song for our first dance at the reception. It would really mean a lot to both Maksim and me if you would. :)

Think about it and let us know. I'm coming into LA sometime this week, once shooting wraps for the season. I'm hoping for Wednesday - cross your fingers!

Matt

[Players not pups. pissy_diva indulges his boy and they both get a surprise.]


Matt hangs up the phone and glances at the clock on the nightstand. ( It will take Maksim no longer than fifteen minutes to walk home from the Soho studio, twenty if he strolls, but Maksim seldom strolls. )

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[Players not pups. After an exciting, romantic and full week in Paris, pissy_diva treats Matt to a special night at the Georges V.]


Maks gives the bellhop a hefty tip and closes the door of the Honeymoon Suite behind them The suite is stunning, the Georges V living up to its reputation. They'd spent most of the week in Paris at the local Est, but Maks had wanted to have one very special night in one of the most famous hotels in the world. ( He turns and watches Matt exploring, little exclamations of pleasure emanating from his boy. )

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[Players not pups. pissy_diva returns home after the conclusion of the 12th season of DWTS.]


Maks is puttering around the kitchen, chatting to Sophy who seems an amiable little cat. She'd shied away from him when he'd first arrived, but when he had woken from a long overdue nap she had been curled up in the middle of his back, so he figured she was over it. He isn't talking about anything much, really, just asking her when she thinks Matt will be home and if she knows if he was planning dinner or should Maks order pizza. ( He can already see how she must have helped Matt through the long weeks they'd been apart. )

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( Delivered to Mark's house the morning of his birthday. )