bsumone | ❝ You fairies love where love is wise and just ❞

He blinked and then actually laughed again. That was true, they were very much a mess between them. But, he didn't even look the least bit upset about that. "Oops."

Yeah not sorry at all.

Neither was James. He had a small towel in the bedside table so they could at least wipe the mess off before they fell asleep.

"I'm going to pull out now," he warned before actually doing so. He was quick to pull the condom off and roll over to drop in the waste basket near the bed. Then he moved back toward Eli, reaching over him to grab the towel from the nightstand. He swiped it gently over the young man's chest and stomach, then his own. That got tossed aside.

And then James was gathering Eli in his arms to pull him close. Already he felt like they were too far apart. He could probably fuck again with some time, but he wasn't sure Eli would be up for that just yet. It's late already and he must be tired from work, the stress of the night, and the sex they've already had.

It was so empty without James inside him and he missed him there already. But those arms around him made up for it and he curled into him right away. "I need to get my makeup off. It's not good to sleep in it..."

But then he was yawning and not really able to bring himself to get up. He was so exhausted and he felt safe and happy here in James' arms. He couldn't even bring himself to think of getting up at all.

One night wouldn't hurt. It'd be fine.

"First thing when you wake," he assured quietly. That yawn told James he wasn't going to have to let Eli escape until then. He shifted to lay on his back, pulling Eli along with him so the boy could pillow against his shoulder.

"Just rest now. Right here with me."

That sounded like an amazing idea. Curling into his side, he didn't even think about a blanket or anything and was soon sound asleep. He was utterly exhausted and his body desperate for rest. His sleep was so heavy he didn't even dream or move until the next day when he stirred a little to look around.

He was at his boyfriend's place after being rescued by him. They'd slept together for the first time then. Right away, he looked to see if James was still in bed with him.

James was usually an early riser. But after a late night with Eli, the morning found him still asleep beside the boy. His chest rose and fell in a slow, steady rhythm, more evidence of his pleasant slumber. Eli hadn't moved enough to draw the older man from sleep quite yet.

He was so handsome even when he was asleep. Smiling, he settled again, content to watch him for a little bit. James looked so peaceful and content. Was he dreaming at all? Were they good dreams? He didn't know but he was perfectly happy to ponder about it as he traced gentle patterns on his chest with his fingers.

He felt like the luckiest guy in the world that he got to be dating James. That he'd been able to catch his eye after all that time.

Sleep held tight for a few minutes longer, until the pleasant feeling of Eli's fingers trailing over his skin drew James back to the waking world. He blinked through the haze of sleep, pulling the arm on which Eli rested closer. A little half-awake morning hug of sorts. Once his vision cleared a little -- everything was still blurry without his glasses -- James let out a long sigh and smiled. It wasn't a beaming sort of smile, he was too tired still for that, but it was full of warmth and happiness.

"Morning."

"Morning, handsome."

Eli gave him a warm smile and shifted to be able to press his lips to James'. Just a sweet good morning kiss. No need for anything else right now when they were both so sleepy. This was plenty for now.

"You're so handsome when you're sleeping. And in general."

James had to laugh at that. He's sure he was snoring at some point and there was very likely drool on his pillow.

"You're not so bad yourself," he teased back. Another gentle squeeze followed and James ran his fingers lightly over Eli's shoulder. "How are you feeling?"

"A little sore but amazing." The hand that had been tracing patterns paused now so he could wrap his arm around him. Giving him a little squeeze, he gave him a bright smile then even laughed a bit.

"You still have my makeup on your face."

"I guess that means we should shower to get it off." Together is the unspoken implication.

"That's not how you get makeup off!" But he gave his cheek a kiss then nuzzled against his shoulder. "I'd love to shower with you though."

"You can't wash your face in the shower?" Now he's just teasing.

"This is how I know you don't wear makeup." Eli stuck his tongue out at him, not afraid to show off his age because he knew this man loved him. Didn't think he was too young. "I'll take it off and then we can shower as long as we want."

"You've known me for years. You know I don't," he chuckled. And he certainly doesn't pay close attention to his daughter's hygiene habits other than taking note that she spends a long time in the shower and never leaves him enough hot water.

"I'll show you what to do. Especially since I have to get it off your face too." Not that he was in a hurry to get up. This sleepy messing around made him so happy. James had the sexiest sleepy voice he'd ever heard. So thick and husky.

"So you're going to have to hold still to let me take care of you."

It was nice spending a morning like this, without any cares. Ah, but wouldn't it be wonderful to have more lazy mornings like this, just the two of them. Well, no sense in lamenting what they can't have yet.

"I'll be a good student."

"I believe that."

He smiled at him some more and then gave him one more kiss. They'd have to get up eventually but this was also nice. If only because he'd dreamed of this for two years now. Getting to live it? Amazing.

"I love you."

James couldn't help smiling against Eli's lips. His trailed the backs of his fingers over one side of Eli's face, then reached back to stroke his hair. It was amazing the way hearing those words from the boy's lips made his heart race. It would be too easy to be jaded and wonder what someone who's barely a man knows about love. But James' is a poet through and through and has no reason to doubt Eli's feelings. Why should he? Everyone knows love at some point or another. It doesn't discriminate by age.

"I love you," he echoed, gazing so fondly at the blurry image of Eli's face. Then he sighed heavily. "Unfortunately, we shouldn't stay in bed all day."

"Mmm. You raise a valid point even if I would like to counter with we totally could."

But he was just messing around. Eli wasn't one who liked staying in bed all day. Even when he was exhausted he still needed to get up and be doing things. So he just grinned before starting to sit up. His hips were definitely sore but he was kind of loving the reason as to why.

Okay not kind of. Definitely loving.

"Lets go get this makeup off then have a shower."

James chuckled lightly and gave Eli's shoulder a playful push. He couldn't imagine lounging in bed all day. He always seemed too active for that. And James felt much the same. His form of laziness was sitting at a desk, writing or grading papers, not lying in bed all day long.

He pushed himself up and swung his legs over the side of the bed with a little groan. He didn't normally sleep naked, but there wasn't any reason to put his pajamas back on last night. Now that they've been intimate, he didn't see any reason to be ashamed of his nudity now. James moved around the bed and held out a hand to help pull Eli to his feet.

"I'll make breakfast when we're done."

Oh. He got a show. Eli made sure to appreciate what he was seeing, smiling widely as the man came over to offer his hand. Taking it, he got up and felt a little wobbly but nothing terrible. Definitely some sore hips though. Ready to reassure his boyfriend though, he gave him another kiss before they went to the bathroom and Eli fished around to get some stuff from Mallory's things.

Maybe he should just leave a couple things here. Just in case...

A thought for later. Right now he was indicating that James should sit for him.

He'd hear no complaints. The bathroom was a little tight with all of Mallory's things there, but James wanted them both to feel at home. Not transporting clothes and toiletries was part of that. He didn't consider them visitors.

James nodded and took a seat on the commode. It was a little cold on his bare skin, but that was a small price to pay.

It was amazing how fast Eli got makeup off himself and James when he had the right products. Soon he had them both barefaced and even gave the man another kiss before smiling and studying him. "Hmmmm...yep. Clean. We are safe to shower now."

Oh after yet another kiss."

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