Charlie burst into soft, delighted laughter beside him, rolling onto his side and curling up next to Scott, who still felt too heavy to move.
“The fact that you can’t answer in full sentences yet is extremely good for my ego,” he said.
The fact that Charliecouldseemed like a goddamn miracle to Scott.
Lesson learned: gay guys fucked like it was an Olympic sport.
Or at least, Charlie did. Making sweeping assumptions like that was kind of how Scott had ended up thinking this was going to be mutual handjobs or something.
It had been a whirlwind, but a good one.
“Everything about that was amazing,” Scott finally said.
Charlie giggled, right back to his usual, bubbly self in the blink of an eye.
“You’re amazing.” Charlie kissed Scott’s ear, then nuzzled his neck softly, the touch sending little sparks of pleasure skittering over Scott’s skin.
“I’m gonna pass out,” Scott said.
He didn’t even get to hear Charlie’s answer before he did.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Charlie woke up to the sensation of a tongue working its way around his feet, making him curl his toes and giggle.
His first thought was that it was Scott, maybe, trying to break it to him gently that he had a foot fetish, but then he realized Scott’s arm was around him.
“I assume that’s a dog,” Charlie said aloud right as he came to that conclusion.
Beside him, Scott sat up on the bed. The licking stopped immediately.
“What have I told you about that?” Scott said. The sound of paws on the floorboards trailed around to Scott’s side of the bed, and then the sound of licking started again.
“Quit it,” Scott said, but he didn’t seem particularly concerned.
Tired as he was, Charlie forced himself to sit up, looking over to see Scott with Fluffy’s head in his lap.
“I thought that was you for a second,” Charlie admitted. “Could’ve been kinda hot if it was.”
Scott raised an eyebrow.
“What? I’m just saying that I’m willing to experiment with whatever you’re into.”
Scott chuckled, petting Fluffy’s enormous head.
He glowed in the morning. His hair was a mess, his eyelids were heavy, but everything about him was so soft and wonderful.
Charlie was going to fall in love with him. Maybe he was already in love with him.
It was hard to imaginenotfalling for him. Scott was the sweetest man Charlie had ever known, and somehow, he wanted to spend time with Charlie.
That was amazing.
Unable to help himself, Charlie leaned over and kissed Scott, on the cheek first, but then on the lips, humming happily to himself as Scott kissed back, putting just a little extra pressure into it.
If Charlie hadn’t absolutely needed to be at the library in half an hour, nothing on Earth would have stopped him from climbing into Scott’s lap and getting them both off.
As it was, he’d overslept, and now he needed to go before he had the chance to show Scott how sexy he was in the morning.
