“Don’t fucking laugh, but… I actually imagined a moment such as this. You wrapping your arms around the guy you finally fell in love with, hugging him from behind, both of you standing in the kitchen, sneaking kisses when the kids weren’t around. It wasn’t me you were with in my daydream. It was someone else, and I remember thinking I was never going to find that because no one wanted me, but now I do have it, and so far, it’s everything I hoped it would be.”
Cael smiled and kissed Zach. “Going soft on me, Pook?” he laughed softly, but in all honesty, Cael loved that Zach could let his guard down around him.
“Shut up,” Zach snorted, a wide grin lighting up his face. “Just… don’t ever fucking leave me, okay?”
“I hadn’t planned on it.”
“Good.” Zach turned to face the stove again.
“I’ll send an email to the property manager to let them know I won’t be renewing my lease.”
“Thank you.”
“Anything for you, always,” Cael whispered, his lips hovering over Zach’s skin just above the collar of his T-shirt. He kissed the nape of Zach’s neck then stepped to the side and leaned his hip against the counter. His heart warmed at the slow smile he caught spreading across his best friend’s lips as he fried up the final sandwich and stirred the tomato soup sitting on the warming burner.
“Will you grab a couple bowls?” Zach asked.
Cael opened the cabinet and pulled out two oversized brown ceramic bowls. He scooped the hot tomato bisque into the bowls as Zach finished up the last sandwich by cutting it in half.
“Couch?” Cael asked, already en route to the living room with the soup in hand.
“Yeah. Thought maybe we could catch up on Black Sails, if you want,” Zach said, joining him and setting the two plates on the coffee table.
“Shoot yeah. What are we, like, six or seven episodes behind still?”
“Eight. I checked earlier.”
“Day-zee!” Taylor squealed, jumping excitedly as she held on to the top edge of her playpen.
Zach leaned sideways to look around Cael, laughing a little. “She does love Daisy.And, there goes her binky.” Taylor’s pacifier hit the floor and bounced beneath the playpen.
“I’ll get it.” Cael stepped around the playpen and dropped down to his hands and knees to grab Taylor’s pacifier from underneath the playpen. “Looks like her show is almost over. Should we let her finish watching it then put her down for a nap?”
“Sounds good to me. I’ll grab drinks. You want another beer?” Zach asked on his way back to the kitchen.
“Nah. Water,” Cael hollered over his shoulder. He inspected the binky, found it still clean, and set it inside the portable crib behind Taylor. If she wanted it, he knew she’d look for it.
Cael settled on one end of the couch. He grabbed the coffee table and slid it down to align with where he sat, knowing Zach would drop into the middle couch seat beside him, as he always did. Sitting on the edge of his cushion, he leaned forward, grabbed a sandwich loaded with gooey, melted cheese, dipped it in the soup, and took a bite.
“Mmm. So good,” Cael moaned, ignoring the kid show on TV.
Zach returned with two water bottles, spoons, and napkins, and planted himself on the edge of the seat beside Cael.
By the time the show ended, lunch had been devoured, Taylor was in her crib fast asleep, and Zach was cozied up beside Cael, both their feet kicked up and resting on the table.
“Want to squeeze in a quickie before Taylor wakes up?” Zach said quietly.
“I was thinking the same thing,” Cael replied, careful to keep his voice down.
Cael shifted onto one knee as Zach turned and scooted back a few inches. Zach wrapped his hand around the back of Cael’s neck and pulled him in for a kiss, falling backward on the couch as Cael fell forward with him and covered Zach with his body. Zach’s already stiff erection, still confined beneath layers of cotton and denim, pressed against his groin, and Cael groaned.
Zach’s kisses grew hotter and wetter. Reaching between them, Zach unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, then did the same for Cael. Zach fished something from his pocket before pushing both their pants and underwear down, just enough to free their hard cocks.
Cael couldn’t wait, and he moved his hand to wrap it around both their dicks, giving them a slow tug. He pushed up on one hand and looked down at Zach. His eyes were closed and his jaw slack as he lay with his head back on the cushion. The unadulterated desire and carefree bliss he saw on Zach’s handsome face nearly took his breath away, and drove his own need exponentially higher.
Cael crashed his lips down upon Zach’s, plunging his tongue into his mouth, exploring with hungry, desperate licks. Zach kissed him back with the same animalistic, raw passion, fueling the fire burning in every cell of his body.
“Need you—”
