“Argh…fuck…Arlo, I love you so much.” With his shout, he comes so beautifully that I almost want to stave off my orgasm so I can keep looking at him, but it's a hopeless cause because his warmth and tightness are too perfect.
“Levi,” I shout.
Everything goes dark for a moment. A confetti of colors dances over my eyes.
His forehead is resting against mine as we recover.
“I'm definitely dying young because sex has never been this good, and you're going to kill me with your dick,” he says.
I laugh. “Why don't we clean up, have some birthday cake, and then you can give me my payback in round two?”
He chuckles but then stops and lifts his head up.
“Wait…actually…hold that thought.” He runs over to the bathroom. I hear the water running and the sound of the toilet flushing. A moment later, he comes back with a damp towel.
He cleans me and then throws the towel in the direction of the bathroom.
I sit back against the bed frame, and he straddles my legs.
“Sorry, I have questions, and it looks like we've managed to keep the sheets clean. Hurrah for no laundry,” he says right before he hits my arm. “What the fuck, Arlo? It's your birthday?”
I wince. “Yes?”
“Why didn't you say something?”
“You know who I work for, right? If Sage got wind of it, I'd be coming home with a bag of dicks.”
“You say that like it's a bad thing.”
I reach over the side of the bed for my phone and drop Sage a message
Arlo:It's my birthday. Levi wants dicks.
Sage:WTF, man! No fair. Tell him I'm happy to oblige, but since you kept this a massive secret, you're going to have to deal with my extra-special-secret-awesome gift.
Arlo:I really don't see how you can top a dick-growing plant.
The GIF he replies with is slightly scary. I may need to request some vacation time to avoid him.
“Okay, bag of dicks sorted,” Levi says, but then looks down at my chest where he's following the pattern of my tattoo with his fingers. “I can't believe you didn't tell me.”
“I'm sorry, baby. My birthday was never a big deal growing up. This is the first time in a long time I feel like celebrating. I can't imagine doing it in any other way but here, with you in my arms and in our new house. I can't wait for all the nights we get to fall asleep to each other, and the mornings we get to wake up to Ava jumping on us.”
He looks up, and his smile returns. “Me too.”
“How about a slice of birthday cake?” I ask, leaning over to kiss his neck.
“Hmm, sounds wonderful.”
“After cake, you have two options,” I say.
“Oh?”
“We can come back here and pretend the rest of the world doesn't exist, or we can assemble Ava's birthday present.”
He gasps. “It arrived?”
I can see the excitement building inside him.”
