*** @EmotionalProblemz15. Long ago and far away you and @longlivethegeeks asked for some sexy Minotaur. I hope you both like***

Six a.m. and Kerr opened the front door as quietly as he could. He really ought oil the hinges. He sighed softly, a light smile on his pale lips. He was glad to be home. The bedroom door was open a crack and he peeked in to fine the love of his long life, stretched out and snoozing peacefully. Tadeo. His name was like a golden bell in Kerr's heart. He lived so many centuries alone and then he stumbled into Tadeo's life and he was never the same. He was better.

Tadeo was very tall, six and a half feet at least and easily pushed two-eighty. He could wrap one hand around Kerr's thigh. Untransformed he had deep olive brown skin and a mess of salt and pepper hair, and, though closed now, behind those lids and lashes were a pair of gold and hazel eyes that made Kerr melt.

The bed shifted with Kerr's light weight and he wiggled himself under the thick hairy arm of the Minotaur, pressing a few soft kisses to the pouting, parted lips.

"Mmmm...I thought six o'clock would never come." Tadeo hummed, waking instantly, hands cupping the small firm ass of his boyfriend and pulling him closer. "How was work?"

"Nothing of any real note. A pretty boring night for the ER." Kerr said, closing his eyes as Tadeo kissed his neck and ear.

He chuckled and pulled Kerr's long hair from its simple knot and smoothed it back. "I still can't get over the irony of a vampire working as a trauma surgeon."

"Ha Ha, that stopped being funny three years ago." Kerr pouted, giving Tadeo a nip with his fangs.

Tadeo didn't mind. Kerr was a big softy...well, a little softy. He was maybe a hundred pounds soaking wet. His hair was over long, hanging down to the middle of his chest, the color of the sun, and his eye burned like live coals.

Tadeo could have lived his whole life married with kids. He was a glass house and Kerr was a hurricane and crashed in, unknowingly, leaving Tadeo raw and exposed to something he would have never known...happiness.

It was a packed diner where they met. 6 a.m. and the only empty space was across from Tadeo. Kerr came in, sopping wet and looking exquisite, asked if he could sit and order a coffee. Two weeks later they met again in the same place and they had breakfast every day after that for the next year.

The divorce was hell. Tadeo figured his wife wouldn't be overly pleased with him breaking things off for a cute man, but a cute man vampire...well, it was like opening Pandora's box; messy was putting it lightly. She took him for everything he had. He was left with nothing except a rucksacks of clothes, the rental flat, and joint custody of their sixteen years old daughter. Their son was already gown with his own wife.

His children were furious with him, ending twenty-one years of marriage for his mid life crisis. Even if Kerr was older than him by a good two thousand three hundred and ten odd years. Kerr had been his rock, helped sell the apartment, moved him in, and was always there for him, and how they hated him. That was just his wife and kids! His mother cried for a week and the guys at the station thought it was a bad joke. Interracial couples were still frowned upon among the monsters.

Taft cut off comunication with his father, but Hannah was out to make Kerr miserable. Every weekend she pulled a new stunt, trying to make Kerr snap at her, going so far as to cut her hand and smear the blood all over her fingers in front of him. Like mommies dutifully little princess she reported everything they did, every kiss, every touch, every soft exchange and kind word and then Tad would get an earful.

Kerr desperately wanted her to at least tolerant him being around. If not, maybe Tadeo would leave him. Family was so important to him, and his children were his entire world.

During the first summer together, his depression was crippling. Between the longer sun filled hours and Hannah's never ending barrage of stunts and stories of before the "broken home" He could barely make it out of bed. But it was in there, mid June, Hannah relented.

Tadeo was laying next to Kerr, trying to get him up, telling him he loved him, wanting him to believe it was temporary. "I ruined your life." Kerr had said, watching Hannah in the mirror, spying to report back to his ex and then Tadeo would get an angry call, threatening to remove Hannah from him permanently. The tears fell unbidden from his eyes and he never even heard Tad's assurance he'd not ruined his life.

"Dad I think we should go to the beach." She said not two days later. Well...vampires and beaches didn't mix at all, but before he could go off of her she pulled out a large black sun hat. "I think we should go as a family." Dressed, boot to hat, in black, gloves and John Lennon sunglasses, Kerr smiled from under an umbrella while Hannah and Tadeo built sand sculptures.

"What are you thinking about?" Kerr asked suspiciously, rubbing Tad's stubble to get his attention.

"Just us. I love you."

"Tad..." Kerr blushed. Even undead, he could always manage a blush. "I love you too."

Tadeo gave him a squeeze licking into his mouth and slipping his hands under Kerr's waistband. His finger pads ran along a strip of lace and he froze. "What-" He unceremoniously yanked down and pulled on the fabric. "What are you wearing?" It was a black lace thong.

Kerr's entire face was on fire. "I r-remembered when you said you m-missed p-p-panties." He was completely flustered and was looking at his own interlocked fingers. "It was a surprise....surprise~." He looked anxious at the Minotaur, bitting his lip. "They aren't exactly like girls panties, but, I thought, that...maybe..." He stopped talking as Tadeo sat him up and removed his work scrubs, then stared at him.

They were all black lace, cut for a man and hugged perfectly around Kerr. His pretty pink package was netted between his lightly hairy thighs, the lace riding high on his hips and dipping back down between his sweet little ass cheeks.

"You got me panties?" He asked, sounding touched. "Aw, Kerr, I love them."

Kerr's face broke in relief.

"You thought I wouldn't?" Tad asked, unable to keep his hands away from the blushing vampire any longer.

"I thought, maybe you only liked them on girls." He mumbled.

"Oh baby!" He crashed their lips together, scooping him into his lap with ease. "I love you so much Kerr." He gasped, pull out of their make-out, breathless. "You make me happier than I ever knew I could be. I have everything I want, just you and my kids."

"Aww!! We love you too!"

"Hannah!" Tadeo snapped, whipping around to find his daughter in the doorway, phone in hand.

"Hashtag, 'love between the lines'."

"Get out!"

"Happy birthday." Kerr smirked, clunking their heads together. "How do you feel old man?"

"Forty-seven is a lot younger than two thousand three hundred sixty." Tadeo shook his head, pulled Kerr back down onto the bed with him. His cop buddies were all going to see that picture and give him so much shit on Monday.

Breakfast is on the table, Hannah is leaving at eight aaaaand....I don't work tonight." Kerr said slowly.

"Oh really." Tad said, suddenly intrigued. "Tell me more."

"I was thinking, after a nap and some coffee, I could show you parts two and three of your gift and we make a day of it."

"That sounds wonderful." Tadeo grinned, dipping in for a final lingering kiss.