The promise of food was enough to get them going. Scott didn't press when Rayan changed behind the bathroom door, even though they came close to something much more intimate the night before. Even if, in all honesty, he wouldn't mind getting to see Rayan's ass again, some things you just couldn't rush. Sometimes, the timing had to be right.
Rayan on the other hand, had his wheels turning all morning about what happened the night before. He decided that yes, he was ready for things to go to the next level. What he was stuck on was the other bit of information Scott had given him.
Both now dressed, they made their way from the apartment to the parking garage, hand in hand. Scott had braided Rayan's hair again, and was not only carrying his work bag, but Rayan's overnight bag as well. Scott glanced over at his boyfriend, who appeared lost in thought.
"Penny for your thoughts?"
"Let's... get to your car
Rayan needed a hug more than anything right now. He checked his phone. It was almost 9. Scott was most definitely at work already. He opened today's "good morning" text, received an hour and a half ago, complete with a kissy face emoji. It made him feel just a little better, the idea that Scott thought of him when he woke up.He sent back: [Good morning! I love you!]
"Ready to go?" Scott’s voice sounded behind him."What?! Oh jeez- you scared me!" Rayan laughed."Sorry!"
There was someone in the elevator with them nearly the whole way. Rayan's heart pounded. They were close. So close. He was nervous, and excited. They got off the elevator and walked to Scott's door. Once inside, Scott set down the bags, and started unbuttoning his shirt."Um, maybe-" Rayan stammered a little, "maybe, should we, um, shower first?"
"So, we're continuing, then?" Scott asked"Do you... want me to do you too? With my mouth, I mean?"They broke off and Scott grabbed for the new box of condoms on the nightstand, giving it a little shake.
Scott worked down to Rayan's lower back, when Rayan suddenly tensed all over. It wasn't hard to tell why. The muscle under his left hand was one big knot."Sorry! Give me just a sec, I promise I'll make it feel better."Scott focused his attention on that one spot. H
"Pick one! Your turn."Scott opted for the ginger one, and dutifully stripped off his bottoms to lay on the bed. He apparently had a habit of going commando, not that Rayan minded. Rayan straddled Scott's legs, and tried his best to recreate what he remembered. He ran his oiled hands up Scott's back, around his shoulders, and down his arms. He had to get more massage oil twice because he underestimated how much it would take.He really had no clue what he was doing. He was just kind of moving his hands around, taking in the feel of Scott's back muscles. Scott was at least half again as wide as he was, and seeing him like this, there was no doubt he was many times stronger. Even his arms were almost twice as thick. Mesmerized, he traced his fingers lightly along Scott's shoulder blades and down either side of his backbone."Like what you see?" Scott asked."Huh? Oh! Yeah. Sorry. Um, how much should I
"Have you ever broken down like that? Over something silly?" Rayan asked.Scott resumed rubbing Rayan’s back. "I really don't think that was a silly reason to get upset, but yes, I've had breakdowns plenty of times. Even in my line of work, patients still die, and depending on how closely I worked with them, there were funerals to attend. And sometimes, I have to tell couples who've been trying so hard that they've miscarried again. Sometimes it's silent heartbreak, and sometimes it's screaming and grief right then and there. It's impossible for it to no
Scott awoke the next morning wrapped around Rayan. They were spooning, Rayan had his head on Scott's shoulder, hugging his arm loosely, snoring lightly. Scott buried his face in Rayan's hair, savoring his smell. Last night, they finally had sex. He was finally able to make love to the most beautiful person on the planet. After all this time, it almost didn't seem real.In his arms, Rayan twitched as though he was dreaming. He had some weird ones before, or at least he often told Scott how weird his dreams could get, usually centering around things going absurd