“What are you doing back there?” Tawson asked. He lifted an arm and looked down at Vic. They smirked and then took the opportunity to duck under Tawson’s arm and slip their body between Tawson and the counter. “Well, hello. You’re blocking our dinner.”
“Can it wait for two seconds?” The seriousness of the question caught Tawson off guard.
“Yeah. What’s up?”
Vic led Tawson over to the table and motioned for him to sit down. Vic reached over and took his hand in theirs. “I want to ask you something, but I don’t want you to think I’m trying to convince you or make you feel bad if you say no.”
“Okay?” Tawson wasn’t sure where Vic was going with this.
“So, do you remember that time at your place when I toldyou that I really liked how you pushed me up against the wall? When you came on my back.”
“I do.” Tawson tilted his head just slightly. He wasn’t sure where Vic was going with it, even less than just a second ago. But he appreciated that Vic was mature enough to actually sit down and talk about whatever it was. Even if it seemed to be coming out of left field a bit.
“I’ve been thinking about that a lot,” Vic started. “About you coming on me again. I don’t mind the condoms and I’d never want you to do something you weren’t comfortable with.” They rushed to get that part out. Their eyes were honest and Vic squeezed the hand he was holding. “I just- I would like to experience that again. If you wouldn’t mind. I know that one time kind of happened in the moment, but I’d love to do it again.”
“You want my cum on you?”
“Yes.” Vic nodded. “I know that condoms are a boundary for you and I totally respect that, Tawson. I need you to know that. But the thought of us having sex and then you finishing on me instead of in the condom is something I’d like to do. If you’re okay with it.”
Tawson smiled and tugged on Vic’s hand he was still holding. Vic stood up and positioned themselves on Tawson’s lap. His arms wrapped around Vic’s waist to keep them secure on his lap. He pulled a move from Vic and pursed his lips, silently asking for a kiss. Vic obliged easily.
“I don’t mind that,” Tawson said after a long moment. Vic’s smile was bright. “And I appreciate you being respectful of that boundary, Vic. That means more than anything to me. But the thought of marking this skin, marking your body, claiming you as mine? Yeah, I don’t think I’ll have a problem doingthat.”
“Can we try it before we leave here?”
Tawson laughed at their enthusiasm. He kissed them once more before he motioned for them to stand up so he could focus on dinner. Of course, now he was focusing with an erection that most likely would not go down on its own. Vic was back behind him.
“I love how my chin fits perfectly on your shoulder,” Vic said. Tawson stirred the chili he had simmering on the stove. It was close to being done. He’d also made some cornbread which was already cooled on the counter.
“I love how your whole body fits perfectly against mine,” Tawson commented back. He turned his head to look at Vic. “Like you were made for me.”
“You’re so cheesy,” Vic said. They stood on their tip toes and kissed Tawson. It was more tongue than anything else, but Tawson didn’t care. “But I’ll let it slide because you’re cute.”
“Geez, thanks, baby.”
They sat back down at the table and ate the chili and cornbread. It seemed like they never ran out of things to talk about. They played twenty questions. First it was random questions about themselves and then it turned into another round of guess what I’m thinking of. Tawson celebrated with a goofy dance around the table when he guessed Vic’s word in less than ten questions.
Wallet.
Tawson’s item had been a fire hydrant. Vic barely got it with eighteen questions.
They played a second round when they headed upstairs and Tawson started the jacuzzi tub. He’d filled it yesterday and ran the jets just to make sure they were clean. It took long enoughto fill completely due to the size. Tawson stripped Vic of the sweat pants and jockstrap they wore. He smiled and danced his fingers lightly over the necklace Vic refused to take off. The purple looked great against their skin.
“Oh god, this feels amazing,” Vic said as Tawson helped them into the tub. Vic sat opposite of Tawson, their legs slotted together to fit comfortably enough. “It’s like the hot tub without the fear of being struck by lightning.”
Tawson chuckled at the joke. He laid his head back on the edge of the tub and let the jets ease the muscles in his back. “That does feel good,” he conceded easily.
The room fell silent. Tawson stole a glance at his partner, noting that their eyes were also closed and they were totally relaxed. Tawson tried to keep his mind clear of everything except that moment. The slight sloshing of water with each of their movements, the way Vic’s toes pressed against his outer thigh. He turned the jets off after about ten minutes but neither of them moved to get out or actually bathe.
It wasn’t until he could feel his fingers starting to wrinkle that he decided they’d soaked long enough. The first movement startled Vic and Tawson laughed, realizing they’d fallen asleep. Tawson made it up to Vic by sitting on the edge of the tub and washing their hair. Then had them stand and he washed their body too.
Neither of them bothered with clothes when they walked from the bathroom to the bedroom. Okay, so maybe they would be that couple just a little. Tawson towel dried Vic’s body before tucking them under the blanket and doing the same to himself. Vic was half asleep and mumbling when Tawson situated himself as the designated big spoon.
Tawson wrapped his arms around Vic and pulled them close.He kissed the top of their head, wishing like hell they could do this same thing every night. Vic fell asleep almost instantly, but Tawson took a little longer. He committed everything to memory. The way Vic’s naked body felt pressed against him. The little breaths they let out from their slightly parted lips. The smell of the shampoo they used.
They had one more day together before heading back to the real world. He wasn’t ready for it. He wanted a place where they could be together without having to travel four hours away to do it. Maybe he’d really start looking into apartments in the city. He had enough money to pay a couple of months up front.
Tawson shifted their positions a bit. He slotted one leg between Vic’s and pulled them in as close as he could. He wanted to make the most out of every single moment they had together. After making up his mind that he’d start looking for an apartment, Tawson fell asleep with Vic secure in his arms.
