Chapter Six

Justin had finished making some popcorn and was about to start a DVD when he heard a knock at his front door. His pulse rate jumped at the thought that it might be Rob. He"d been hoping that once things calmed down, Rob would come over. The only question that remained was if they would continue to see each other or if Robert would decide that any kind of relationship was too much of a risk.

He consoled himself that, if Rob was going to cut them off, it was better he do it now before things went any further. Justin had a feeling it wouldn't take a very hard push for him to fall. Rob was everything he looked for in a man, but Justin refused to cause him trouble if he wasn't ready to take the chance. No matter how much Justin might wish. He looked through the peephole and saw Rob standing on the landing of the steps leading up to his apartment. He wiped his damp hands on his jeans and turned the doorknob.

"Can I come in?" Robert asked.

Justin opened the door in invitation. Rob stepped past him, and their bodies brushed. He sucked in a breath.

What is it about Rob that the slightest touch sends me into a tailspin of need?

"Can I get you a drink?" he asked, trying to play it cool.

"No, thanks, I'm good. Can I talk to you… about what happened?"

Rob stood there with his hands in his pockets, and Justin was pretty sure the man would have been shuffling his foot had he been a kid.

"Sure. I was just waiting for the storm to blow over. Did you think I was upset with you or something? Shit! That"s my fault. I understand why you reacted the way you did." He took Rob's hand and led him over to the sofa. "Did you and James talk things out?"

"Yes. He… well, frankly, we shocked the shit out of him. Which is why he reacted the way he did. And, regardless of you understanding, it wasn't right for me to scream at you like that, so I apologize. James and I had some words, and things were turbulent initially, but then the seas calmed. He was more upset about me never telling him I was gay than about me being gay."

Justin listened as Rob told him the sequence of events. During the recitation, he took Rob's hand again as a sign of support.

"I told him I really like you. That I really want to be with you… if you still want me?"

In response, Justin leaned forward and wrapped a hand around Rob's neck to bring their lips together for a slow kiss. His mouth traveled up Rob's jaw to nibble on his ear. "I want you," he whispered. "Right here, right now, I want you to fuck me. I want to fuck you."

Beneath his hand, Rob went hard as a rock.

"Where's your bedroom?"

They stood up, and Justin led him down the short hallway to his bedroom. The sun was setting, so there was enough light coming through the window to see what they were doing. They stopped at the edge of the bed. Justin's hands tugged Robert's shirt out of his jeans and lifted it up. Being shorter, it was impossible for him to get the shirt off Robert's extended arms. So, while Robert finished, Justin started placing kisses all over his chest.

"Tonight, we"re going to make each other scream in pleasure. And afterwards, you"ll be so hooked on me that anytime your dick gets hard, I will be the only person you crave."

Justin trailed his lips from Rob"s collarbone, to the base of his throat, across to his left nipple where they latched on and pulled. He flicked his tongue back and forth over the tip, making it stand out. Rob hissed when Justin's teeth took a nip out of the tender flesh. They continued their journey downward, tracing the ridges and lines of his stomach.

Justin kneeled and undid Rob"s jeans. The material separated, slowly releasing his trapped cock. Robert let out a sigh of relief. He flicked off his tennis shoes and stepped on the toes of his socks to get them off. Justin jerked Rob"s jeans down and off. All that kept Rob"s leaking cock from Justin's mouth were his boxer briefs.

Rob reached down and lifted Justin to his feet. "I have every intention of getting your sweet lips around my cock, but first, you need to get these clothes off."

In quick succession, they had Justin stripped. Robert lifted him, tossed him onto the bed, then stripped off his own underwear.

Before Justin stopped bouncing, Robert was crawling up between his legs. "Let's see how you like being tortured."

He leaned up to kiss Robert"s swollen lips. When their naked bodies touched from head to toe for the first time, two moans echoed in the small room. Robert ground their cocks together. They were nearly the same length, but Justin was thicker. Justin wrapped his legs around Robert"s hips and arched up to meet his thrusts. Feeling Robert move against him skin to skin was wonderful. The silky texture of his skin, flushed with heat, glided seamlessly. He looked up into passion-glazed eyes.

"Fuck me, please, Rob. I need to feel you inside me."

"We'll get to that, I promise. For now, I want to explore this incredible body some more. I want to run my tongue over every mouthwatering inch. I love all these muscles on your compact little body."

Justin panted, "Kinda need them for the job. Lifting people onto gurneys is harder than it looks." He cried out as Robert latched onto his nipple and sucked hard.

Robert lifted his head and pinched the hard tips between his thumb and first finger while running his tongue up the center of Justin's neck. "Can I mark you?"

"Yes! Anywhere below the collar. Go to town."

Small patches of tenderness and heat bloomed across Justin"s pecs just below the nipples and down his ribs. Justin loved the feel of Robert"s smooth chest rubbing against his lightly furred one. He wondered if Robert was naturally smooth or if he waxed. Robert found an especially tender spot where Justin's hips met the top of his legs. He cried out, undecided if he wanted to hold Robert"s head against him or scramble away from the sensitive touch. Rob scooted down the bed so his face met Justin"s sack. He inflicted the same torture on the other side once again. He sucked one into his mouth and ran his tongue around the delicate orb, pulling just enough for Justin to feel the tug. On the other side, he repeated the torture. Justin nearly lost it when Rob flipped his tongue up and used the backside to swipe down the center of the sack and flick the tip on the soft skin of his perineum.

"Oh shit, Rob. God, please… please don't stop."

He had no intention of stopping. Robert moved down and used the tip of his tongue to circle the tight ring of muscle guarding Justin's pink hole. He circled until he felt it relax and could slip inside. The musky taste of man greeted him, and he groaned at the pleasure. Using his thumbs, he pulled apart the opening so he could burrow deeper.

Justin growled, "Oh fuck! More… Jesus, yes, lick my ass." He reached under his thighs and hauled them back to his chest, giving Rob more room to work.

Robert thrust his tongue in and out of Justin's asshole, circling inside to loosen the tight muscle further. Justin shifted his body for a minute, then presented him with a bottle of good-quality lube. Accepting the gift, Robert clicked open the cap and pushed out a generous amount on his fingers. He used them to spread the lubricant around Justin's hole, then slipped one finger inside. Justin's hot channel squeezed tight around the digit, and Robert could tell it had been a while since anyone had breached this sacred ground. He moved the one finger in and out until it slid easily to the base. Drawing back, he added more lube and pressed in a second finger, giving Justin a moment to acclimate to the fresh sensation. Robert moved them in and out, scissoring to separate the tissues inside. Watching his fingers, he desperately wanted to get his cock inside that tight, hot opening, but he refused to hurt Justin because of poor preparation.

Justin made needy whimpering sounds as he bore down onto Robert's hand. He knew that feeling. Wanting, seeking and begging for more of the delicious, aching burn.

"I think three fingers should stretch you enough for me to stuff my cock inside this sweet little hole," Robert whispered.

Justin gasped as Rob continued to manipulate his fingers deep inside of him; then they crooked and found his prostate. "Rob!"

"Ah, there it is." Robert thrust his fingers in deep and held them still until he heard the needy little sounds escape again. Then he dragged them back until he encountered the spongy gland and tapped on it. Justin cried out again and trembled.

"Hurry, Rob! Hurry! I need it." Justin turned his head back and forth on the pillow in ecstasy.

Robert moved up over Justin's body, braced his other arm to support his weight, and looked down. "You beg so beautifully. I've never been this hard in my entire life, and if I don't get inside you as soon as humanly possible, I'm going to blow."

"Yes. Fuck me."

Rob withdrew his fingers. He grabbed the condom Justin held out and prepared his cock. Justin"s gaze never swayed from Robert"s dick, and he might have put on a bit of a show when he coated the latex with the lube. Justin positioned his legs over Robert"s shoulders, and Rob nudged the head of his cock against Justin"s stretched hole. He used his weight to pin Justin and forced the man to accept each inch of his dick, slowly. He intended to torture Justin, but Robert clenched his jaw and dug his fingers into Justin"s hips as Justin"s body opened beneath him.

"Justin," Robert cried out as he penetrated deeper and deeper until finally Justin"s ass embraced his entire length. "Holy God, you're burning me alive, and you're so damn tight."

Justin panted and curled his legs over Robert"s shoulders. "Move," he growled. "I want to be fucked. I promise I won't break."

Robert slammed in on his next thrust. The rich smell of sex filled the room, and with every drive of his hips, Justin arched back and clenched down on Robert"s cock.

"Justin, Just, Juh…"

Incomplete words were all he could manage. Each progressively faster thrust of Robert"s hips caused his balls to slap skin against skin. Sweat dripped down his chest and off his head, but judging by how Justin licked his lips, the other man didn"t seem to mind. Robert felt his climax racing down his spine. He wanted Justin to come with him.

Justin reached up and flicked his nails over Robert"s ultra-sensitive nipples. He cried out. Justin did it again and again.

"You keep doing that, and I'm going to shoot," Rob growled. "You want me to come inside this tight little ass of yours? Fill you up?" He punctuated each question with a hard thrust of his hips.

"Yes!"

Each drive of his hips caused Justin to slide back further on the bed. He braced himself against the headboard to keep from smacking it. Robert grunted when Justin fucked him back. The sounds of their coupling reverberated through the room, lifting Robert higher and higher.

Robert picked up his pace up even more, if that was possible. Thank fuck for his conditioning; otherwise having sex with Justin would probably kill him. Justin"s face contorted in pleasure, so at least maybe Robert would take the man with him. His hips changed angle just enough to slam right across Justin's prostate over and over.

"Here it comes… I can't stop it… oh God… Rob… yes!" Then Justin came, heat and wetness splashing over his chest and abs.

Robert pistoned inside Justin, fucking him through his orgasm, until the arc of pleasure that had threatened on the horizon ripped through his entire body. Robert gasped with each burst of come that filled the condom. Lightheaded, he almost collapsed, but he caught himself before he crushed Justin.

"You wanted it? You got it," Robert whispered before moving Justin's legs around his hips and collapsing onto Justin's chest.

Rob's settled his weight on top of Justin as they each caught their breath. His cock was ultra-sensitive when he pulled out and took care of the condom. They rolled so Justin was now lying on top. He rubbed up and down Justin"s heated skin as he rested his head on Robert"s chest.

"You okay?" Robert asked.

"Yeah, just floating."

The sun had set, and the room was now dark. After several minutes, Justin leaned over to the bedside table, flicked on a soft lamp, and rummaged in the drawer for a couple of seconds. He retrieved some papers and handed them to Rob.

"I know we talked about this the other night, but I wanted to show you proof that I'm safe."

Rob looked at the papers dated two weeks ago, then set them aside before kissing Justin softly on the lips. "Thank you. I trusted you when you said you were, but thank you anyway. Is this your way of asking to be exclusive? Of there being nothing between us when we do this again?"

Justin met Robert"s gaze. "I don"t trust hookups with my health and safety, but I"ve never thought of you as a hookup. I could fall for you so easily. Truth be told, I"m dangerously close to the edge. But just know that when I commit to someone, there is no halfway for me. I"m all in."

Robert rolled them over and kissed Justin. Those words were exhilarating and terrifying at the same time. Justin had meant more to him from the moment they met. The thought of building a relationship while still in the closet caused him some anxiety, but one look in those brown eyes and Robert knew Justin would keep his secret and nurture his heart.

Justin was peacefully dozing, using Rob as a human mattress, when he felt a sharp smack on his butt. He raised his head and glared at Rob for disrupting his euphoria. He lifted himself from the large body beneath him and was kissed soundly. Angling his head, he slipped his tongue into the recesses of Rob's mouth. Two mouths dueled for several minutes. He felt the stirrings of arousal as he rocked against Rob beneath him. In a blindingly fast move, he ended up flat on his back with his arms pinned over his head before anything more could build. Rob spun them around to the edge of the bed and lifted Justin up over his shoulder in a firefighter's carry, then walked out into the hallway.

"Come on… we need a shower and food before more sex," Rob said.

Why Rob wanted to get clean when Justin planned to dirty him up again made little sense to him, but this way he got to admire the view of Rob's muscled back and hard, round ass, so he didn't protest the manhandling too much. He had never experienced being carried before and rather enjoyed it. Justin added this to the significant benefits of fucking a well-honed professional athlete. When Rob finally set him down, Justin pulled him down for another long kiss.

God, I love a man who knows how to kiss.

Rob opened the door and backed Justin into the shower stall. Justin reached behind him to turn on the water and adjust the temperature with the single handle, all without breaking their lip lock. Luckily, he did this in his sleep so often that it didn't require higher brain function. They soaped and groped each other's bodies, often stopping for more kisses. Rob washed his hair. Another new experience. The sensual head massage relaxed him into near-noodle consistency. After drying each other off, they both slipped on a pair of jeans, choosing to forgo any other apparel. Padding barefoot out into the kitchen, he opened the fridge to examine the contents.

"Um… yeah. There's really nothing in here. You want to just order something?" Justin asked.

Rob looked over Justin's shoulder into the glaring white emptiness Justin called the refrigerator. "What do you survive on?"

"Hey, I work twenty-four-hour shifts at the fire station every two days. When I"m not there, I"m either asleep or downstairs. Most of my meals are with the rest of my crew or I grab something on the run."

"Do you cook at the firehouse?"

"We all take turns. Mostly, we make pasta, burgers or pizza. Quick, simple, and fast to eat is the general rule of thumb around there."

Robert frowned at the thought of Justin not taking care of himself. "That is not healthy. You need to eat a balanced diet of vegetables, fruits, and lean proteins. I know you don't train like I do, but if you want your body to continue to work for you, it has to be taken care of. Tell you what—I'll give you some simple and fast-to-eat balanced meals you can use both here and at the station."

Justin knew Rob was right, but he hoped these wonder meals didn't cost an arm and a leg. His food budget was a pretty low priority in his monthly expenses. After paying on his student loans, rent and utilities, there wasn't much left over for extravagances. He had a credit card, but only used it when he had no choice. But he didn't want to seem unappreciative. "Sure, sounds great. Thank you." He leaned up and gave Rob a soft kiss. "For now, though, how do we avoid reverting to cannibalism?"

Rob grabbed his phone and pulled up an app with nearby food delivery options. "That"s what this little gadget is for. How does Vince's sound? They do a fantastic poached salmon with steamed vegetable dinner, and I'll even let you get the chicken modiga for your last night of decadent gluttony."

Justin quickly thought about what remained in his bank account and when his next paycheck was due. He should be okay. "Sounds delicious. Why don't you go pick a movie, and I'll put in the order." He watched as Rob sauntered over to the television and brought up the one streaming service Justin subscribed to. Rob"s jeans cradled his ass, and Justin"s cock gave a little throb, knowing he wore nothing beneath the denim.

He couldn't wait to get inside it. The tight, searing heat that Justin craved so desperately haunted his thoughts, making his cock ache with anticipation. He loved the feel of burrowing into a soft, clinging channel. He had never done it raw and wanted to know what a difference it made being skin against skin. Then he thought about how it was going to feel when Rob came inside him, and Justin"s vision dimmed as all the blood in his body rushed downward to his dick. Justin groaned, then reached down to adjust his erection.

What was I doing again? Oh right, food.

He picked up the phone and used the online order platform to put in his and Robert"s requests. He winced a little when he saw the total before entering his debit card number.

Justin became increasingly fidgety throughout the movie. His mind kept having flashbacks of the explosive sex they'd shared a couple of hours ago. He wanted more. He wanted to fuck Rob and make the man experience the same level of ecstasy as Rob had given him. Justin knew Rob had said shower and food before more sex. But they'd done that, right? So now it was time for more sex. Not watching giant transforming alien robots try to recover some mystical cube.

He was sure the movie was entertaining, but all he noticed was the feel of Rob"s foot occasionally caressing the inside of his thigh as he lounged with his legs spread at the other end of the sofa. He heard Rob laughing at one of the robots talking about a dog lubricating on his foot. The vibrations from that laughter tingled across his skin. It was deep and filled with such fun-loving humor. He wanted to make Rob laugh like that. He wanted to feel that mouth tracing over his skin and whispering dirty words in the dark. The foot traveled slowly from the seam of his crotch to his knee and back. Over and over. His cock hardened. It wanted some of the foot's attention.

He slumped down further, to get the foot in closer contact with his hard-on. Justin caught Rob"s grin through his half-shuttered eyelids. Rob used his foot to massage his balls. His head fell back, and he closed his eyes, giving up all pretense of watching the TV. Rob continued to torment his cock and balls for several minutes. Justin reached down and grabbed Rob"s foot, pressing it harder against him. He pushed his hips up, grinding against the arch. Rob added his other foot to Justin"s torture. His mouth fell open, and his breathing quickened. He silently mouthed ‘more.' His eyes opened to stare sightlessly at the ceiling. All he could process was the feel of the feet massaging and tormenting him.

Finally, he'd had all the torment he could tolerate. He stood, grabbed the remote, shut off the TV and threw it back on the sofa. He stared into the dazzling blue of Rob"s eyes for a moment. An erection pushed against Rob"s jeans. Justin slowly unzipped his pants to stroke the flesh hidden beneath. He wrapped his fist around the long length and pulled in a deliberately provocative rhythm. Rob"s eyes zeroed in on the display. A new fantasy of getting himself off and making Rob watch from beginning to end popped in his head, but that would have to wait until later. He couldn't wait any longer. Justin prayed Rob was getting as desperate to be fucked as Justin was to bury himself in Rob"s amazing ass. Rob ripped open the zipper of his already unbuttoned jeans, turned away, and walked to the bedroom.

Justin waited half a heartbeat, then followed. "Ready or not, here I come."

He stopped at the sight of Rob slowly jacking off in his bed. Those bright blue eyes had him pinned as effectively as his massive body had earlier. His eyes devoured the sight of Rob's large hand circled around the base of his erection. The blood-hardened organ flushed dark red. Rob"s fist moved up the thick column, and a bead of pre-come formed on the tip. His thumb smoothly glided over it, taking advantage of the natural lubrication to slide back down effortlessly. His other hand moved to cup his balls, pulling down and rolling them. He released his balls and traced underneath, taking one finger and, without ceremony, pushing inside his hole.

"Oh, holy fuck, that's hot," Justin whispered.

Eventually, he remembered how to use his legs. He crossed over to the bed and shed his jeans. As he moved between Rob's legs, the other man released his cock. Justin enjoyed seeing those large hands stroking the thick length. A little growl escaped his throat.

"Don't stop. I want to watch you."

He picked up the tube of lube they'd left on the bed earlier and put a dab on the head. The cool gel caused Rob to gasp. Justin had noticed earlier that his crystal-blue eyes turned darker the more aroused he became. Right now, they were almost navy. "I want you to keep playing with that incredible cock, and I'm going to amuse myself with this perfect hole."

Justin lubed his fingers. He pushed one inside and was shocked at the tightness of the muscle surrounding him. "Jesus, Rob, how long has it been? You feel like a virgin."

"Huh?"

"When was the last time someone fucked you? Your ass is locked down tighter than Fort Knox."

"College, I was in college. Oh, God… don't stop, that feels so… damn… good."

"That was ten years ago! You haven't had anything in here in ten years?"

"Just a small toy occasionally when I jacked off. Couldn't risk exposure. Occasional anonymous handjobs or blowjobs in bathrooms were a limited risk, but a full-out fuck partner…"

Justin realized the trust Rob was placing in him by continuing their relationship. Justin vowed then and there to make this the best night of Rob"s life. He continued to move one finger in and out, circling the digit and moving side to side in order to open Rob further. He added a second finger and saw that Rob had stopped stroking himself and was panting.

"You okay?" He used his other hand to rub gentle circles on Rob's chest.

"Yeah, forgot what this feels like. So full and it's only your fingers. I'm going to pass out when you actually get your cock inside me."

"You want me to stop?"

Please say no!

"No!" Robert exclaimed, reaching down to prevent Justin from removing his fingers. "I want this. I want you so bad. It's just…"

"I promise to go slow. I won't hurt you. You feel so good around my fingers. So hot. I can feel your muscles pulling at me, trying to drag me in deeper. You may have forgotten this, but your ass remembers, and it wants more."

Justin leaned over and kissed Rob gently, trying to distract the man from the pressure below so he would loosen up faster. It seemed to work because the tight clench on his fingers lessened and Rob's breathing evened out.

"There you go. Now that we"ve got you opened up a little, I want to taste this thing of beauty currently rubbing into my stomach." He lowered his head and took a long lick up the underside of Rob's cock. It was so hard it stood tall against Rob's stomach. When Justin reached the top, he lapped up the clear fluid. As he sucked the head of Rob"s cock between his lips, he spread the two fingers still buried in Rob's ass.

"Ah, fuck!" Rob cried.

Justin didn't know if he wanted to suck or fuck Rob more. He was pretty sure it was anatomically impossible to do both at the same time. He wrapped his tongue around the very tip of Rob's cock, then opened his throat slid down as far as he could. There were still a couple of inches exposed at the bottom. He slowed his breathing and pushed the last amount down his throat as he swallowed.

"Oh my fucking God! Fuck me, J. I need it now. Don't wait anymore," Robert exclaimed, latching onto Justin's hair.

As he'd gone down on Rob, he'd used the opportunity of the distraction to push in a third finger. He had sufficiently stretched Rob to handle him now without too much discomfort. Justin removed his fingers and grabbed the slick.

"I think you should get on all fours. That'll be easier for you since it"s been so long."

Justin shuddered as he lubed up his cock. If he weren't careful, this would be over before it started. He was so primed, his dick actually hurt.

Rob moved onto his hands and knees. Justin moved between his legs and clasped his hips. His torso covered Rob's back, and he placed soft kisses down his spine. His cock slid up and down between Rob's cheeks, rubbing over the stretched and sensitive hole.

"Please, J," Rob pleaded.

Justin held the base of his cock and lined up the head with the pulsing ring of stretched muscle. He slowly pushed forward until his entire head disappeared inside. The heat seared the nerve endings of his sensitive tip. He gave Rob a moment to adjust to the invasion before he moved deeper, inch by inch, making sure that Rob was okay. When he finally bottomed out an eternity later, he sighed in pleasure.

"Move, J. I want to be fucked. Make me feel you tomorrow."

Justin moved in and out of the tightest, softest grip his cock had ever experienced.

Rob moaned, "Oh... yes."

The low, cry of pleasure sent shivers down Justin's spine. He thrust slowly. Deep, smooth, penetrating strokes. He angled his hips so the velvet channel dragged across the head of his cock, but avoided Rob's prostate for now. His eyes were closed, and his lips opened as he gasped for each breath.

"Is this what you wanted? Is this what you need?" he demanded.

"More… J… I need more."

He reached around and found Rob's cock. The hard pole leaked with pleasure. He stroked Rob in time with his drives. The rhythm of their bodies was in sync like a perfectly tuned engine. Rob's greedy ass drew him in deeper and deeper. He pushed back to meet each advance.

A bolt of electricity traveled throughout Justin's body. His fingers tingled on Rob's hips; his thighs burned as his momentum increased, pounding him harder inside the welcoming body in front of him. He swore he could even feel the blood pulsing through his cock.

"Lie on your stomach," he ordered.

He helped push Rob down into the position he wanted; then he placed his hands flat on the bed just below Rob's armpits. Opening his legs, he straddled Rob's hips. From this position, he could push down at almost a vertical angle with as much force as possible. On the first stroke, he contacted Rob's gland.

"Yes!" Robert cried out.

Justin kept pushing against Rob"s gland again and again. Robert threw his head back; his hands opened and closed on the sheets.

"God, I need a hand on my cock."

"I would, baby, but then I can"t fuck you like this." He thrust deep into Rob again and again. "You like me fucking you, don"t you?"

Rob whimpered.

"Yeah you do. Listen to our bodies slap together. You make me so fucking hot."

Higher and higher he went; Rob"s moans made him feel as if he were soaring. It was the biggest turn-on. He felt a surge of power. It felt as if with each downward thrust of his hips, his orgasm rose from the depths of his soul. When Rob roared out, it felt as though his orgasm tethered them together and triggered Justin"s. Justin erupted, his seed geysering out of his body and into Rob"s.

Eventually, Justin slipped out and fell to bed beside Rob. He was in absolute nirvana. He'd loved being fucked by Rob. Loved the feel of Rob"s cock tunneling in and out of his ass. There was something about giving up control to another person, trusting them to take care of you, trusting them to give you the pleasure you sought. However, fucking Rob just now had been transcendent. With his past relationships, the power dynamic in bed had always been very one sided, but with Rob, Justin felt they"d found a perfect balance. He wanted to wrap the larger man in his arms, but couldn't find the strength to move. Rob must have read his mind, though, because seconds later, he enveloped Justin in an all-body hug. Soft lips kissed the back of his neck.

"I like hearing you call me ‘J,'" Justin mumbled.

"I like hearing you call me Rob. You know, my body remembered the intensity of being filled, but…" He cupped Justin"s cheek, "It"s never been like this before. You are amazing."

"We are amazing. Will you stay the night? I want to hold you a while longer."

"Yeah, but don"t be surprised if you wake up and discover me wrapped around you in the morning."

"Sounds good to me."