Sky huffed a soundless laugh. “Yep. I don’t think it’s a fan of noisy sex.”
“If that keeps it out of our bedroom at night, I’m up for adding more sex to our routine.”
Now that was a win-win scenario if he’d ever heard one.
The second they both caught their breaths, they pulled apart. Sky groaned as he lowered his leg from the hamper. What had been hot and sexy a minute ago was now messy and achy. Reality sucked sometimes.
“I need another shower,” Sky complained. Cum covered his hand, and his shirt was a mess. Nolan’s cum ran down his thighs, which was kind of hot, but he couldn’t stay like that all day.
Nolan’s arms wrapped around him from behind, and he sweetly nuzzled Sky’s cheek. “You shower. I’ll tidy up in here and check on the tree.”
“You’re the best.” Sky sighed. Really, he had the best boyfriend in the whole world. Sure, Sky did most of the cooking, but Nolan was so good about taking care of a hundred little things. No one had ever taken such good, thoughtful care of Sky.
After a few sweet kisses, Sky stripped off the rest of his clothes and stumbled into the hot shower while Nolan rinsed in the sink.
“Is your dick purple?” Sky called out.
“Some. We need to find where Red got that lube and see if they make other flavors.”
Sky had been about to pick up his body wash, but Nolan’s words stopped him. He snatched the edge of the shower curtain and jerked it open enough to stare at his boyfriend.
“Have you lost your mind? It tastes terrible and dyes everything purple. Why would you want more?”
“Not for us!” Nolan cackled. “As a gift for Red. Try some green apple or blueberry. See how he feels when he looks down and finds he’s got a blue dick.”
Sky fell onto the cold tile, laughing. It would serve Red right. “We have to wait until he’s dating someone. It’ll be more fun.”
Nolan chuckled as he put the hamper in its usual spot and left the bathroom. Sky cleaned off and lingered in the hot water for a few minutes. He had a list of a hundred things he needed to get done, but the orgasm combined with the hot shower had only made him sleepy. Maybe he could sneak in a nap before starting work. Who cared if it wasn’t even nine o’clock yet?
Sky dried off and shuffled along the hall. The bed was still a rumpled, inviting mess in the dark room. He slipped on a pair of briefs and crawled under the blankets.
As he was drifting off to sleep, the mattress dipped behind him and a larger body pressed against his. Nolan draped an arm across his waist and kissed his cheek.
“Good orgasm?” he teased softly.
“So good,” Sky slurred. “Tree okay?”
“We traumatized it.”
Sky’s eyes popped open, but he didn’t budge from his comfy cocoon. “Huh?”
“I found it hiding in the pantry.” There was laughter in Nolan’s voice. “I had to lure it out with ornaments I made from aluminum foil.”
“Oh, good grief.”
“I guess it’s not the only one in this house that likes shiny things.”
Sky smirked and closed his eyes. “Maybe this means it will stop trying to enter our bedroom at night when we shut the door.”
“We could always test that theory tonight,” Nolan suggested.
Sky let out a happy hum. “I’ll bring the grape-flavored lube.”
“Fuck you. Don’t you dare.” Nolan stole another kiss. “Get some sleep, baby. I’ll be back for lunch.”
Sky drifted off with a smile on his lips. He really had the world’s best boyfriend, even if his life was strange at times.
Chapter 7
