"I was. Oh, God, I was."
I grab his face and kiss him so hard I’m afraid I’ll leave bruises on his lips, but I don't care. I need to show him the effect this had on me. I need to show him that he's freed me. Not forever, I know that, but for this moment, this glorious happy moment, when I feel more like me than I have done in years. And it's all because of him.
He puts his arms around me and holds me tight, and before I know it, our bodies are pressed together. Our cum is sticky between us. He’s warm and comforting, and I want to get lost in his embrace. I rest my forehead against the crook of his neck and breathe hard.
"Thank you," I whisper.
"I don't think I did anything special."
"You did. You did more than you can ever know. Thank you."
18
RORY
Fraser and Beau get back on Sunday afternoon, and for once, everyone is in the house. As soon as they step through the door, Theo gives them huge hugs.
"It's good to see you too," Beau says. "Let us put our things down first.”
"Sorry." Theo blushes and goes to stand with Preston. They hold each other adorably.
There’s not much room for us all to stand in the hall, so after Fraser and Beau have put their bags down, we file into the lounge and sit where we can. There are only six seats, not counting Quinn's beanbag. Theo ends up on his knees on the floor by Preston's feet while Hendrix lounges on the arm of a sofa.
"How was your honeymoon?" Stefan asks.
"Amazing!" Fraser says. "I almost didn't want to come home."
"It was wonderful," Beau agrees.
"Did you leave the hotel room?" Hendrix asks.
"We did lots and lots of sightseeing," Fraser replies. "We're not you."
"Ouch."
"Is there any news?" Beau asks.
"You haven't done telling us about your honeymoon yet," Theo says. "What did you see? What was your favourite bit? Would you go again?"
Fraser laughs and holds his hands up. "One question at a time."
Theo dips his chin. "Sorry. What did you see?"
"What didn't we see?" Beau asks. "We went on a tour around the Vatican."
"And we saw the Colosseum."
"We went on a day trip to Pompeii."
"That was fascinating,” Fraser says. “But also, really sad."
Beau rubs Fraser’s back. “We went to lots of art galleries."
"And ate tons of ice cream and pizza.”
Beau pats his stomach. "Probably too much."
"Would you go back?" Quinn asks.
