and bury his face in the pillows and wrap everything around him. He heard Mason behind him and turned to see him pulling a t-shirt over his head. The Lemonheads? In the almost two years Avery had watched Mason come and go he had never seen him wear the same t-shirt twice.
“Did you find my stash?” Mason asked as he passed through to the bathroom.
Avery shook his head as he watched Mason turn on the water at the sink and lean over it as he brushed his teeth. Avery looked back at the bed and frowned as he considered the bedside tables. He moved closer to the one on the right and felt his stomach start to tighten as his nerves began to hum. He pulled the knob and the drawer slid open. Avery held his breath as he looked inside. More books. There was also an eyeglass case, a bottle of eye drops and Burt’s Bees lip balm. Relieved, Avery shut the drawer and went around the bed. He scowled at his hand as it shook slightly and Avery pulled the drawer open quickly. He frowned as he looked down. Books, again. Two watches, a bottle of Tylenol and headphones. There was another smallish bottle and Avery picked it up. KY Jelly Lubricant.
“I’m afraid that’s as exciting as it gets. Disappointed?” Mason asked as his arms wrapped around Avery’s waist from behind. Mason’s chin rested on Avery’s shoulder and his lips found Avery’s ear. “I’m going to have to start buying bigger bottles since it isn't just me anymore.” Avery felt his insides flutter and he rested his hands on Mason’s.
“I’ve always been a dry hand or in the shower kind of guy. Do you really think we’ll use that much more?” He felt Mason’s teeth close around his earlobe and heat pooled in his groin.
“Trust me.” Mason whispered. Avery felt the words and he was about to tell Mason that he did trust him when he kissed Avery on the neck and released him.
“I promised you breakfast. Is there anything you don’t like?” He asked as he started pulling the sheets and blankets straight on his bed. For some reason, it disappointed Avery. He shook his head as he watched Mason.
“No, I’m not very picky when it comes to food and I don’t have any allergies.” He followed Mason into the hallway and stopped when Mason turned and pulled him close.
“I hope you’re not in a rush, breakfast might take a while.” He warned. Avery felt his nerves flutter and another smile tugged at his lips. He couldn’t remember the last time he smiled this much.
“Take all the time you need, I’m not going anywhere.” Avery said the words against Mason’s lips.
“No plans for the day?” He flicked his tongue against Avery’s lower lip and Avery felt his body tighten.
“You tell me. I’m free all weekend.” Avery felt Mason’s lips curve against his.
“All weekend? Then I’ve got lots of plans for you.” Mason murmured as his hand slid around Avery’s neck. His lips brushed against Avery’s until they opened and Mason’s tongue swirled slowly through Avery’s mouth. Avery was about to pull Mason back into the bedroom when Mason lifted his head and smiled wickedly. “I have to feed you, you’re going to need your strength.” He winked then pulled away. “Coffee? Espresso? What would you like?” He asked as he walked backwards. Avery shrugged.
“Make me whatever you’re having.” He said as he reached for Mason’s hips. Mason skipped back and shook his head.
“No more distracting me! You, wander around and stay out of the kitchen!” He pointed and attempted a stern glare. Avery rolled his eyes and looked in the room to his right.
“I’m starting to think your lunch idea has merit.” He called over his shoulder before letting his eyes scan the room around him. Surprisingly, no books. There were the wall to wall shelves but they were filled with records. There had to be thousands. Avery went to inspect an antique stereo cabinet and found that the record player and other components were all modern. A pair of over the head,
“Did you find my stash?” Mason asked as he passed through to the bathroom.
Avery shook his head as he watched Mason turn on the water at the sink and lean over it as he brushed his teeth. Avery looked back at the bed and frowned as he considered the bedside tables. He moved closer to the one on the right and felt his stomach start to tighten as his nerves began to hum. He pulled the knob and the drawer slid open. Avery held his breath as he looked inside. More books. There was also an eyeglass case, a bottle of eye drops and Burt’s Bees lip balm. Relieved, Avery shut the drawer and went around the bed. He scowled at his hand as it shook slightly and Avery pulled the drawer open quickly. He frowned as he looked down. Books, again. Two watches, a bottle of Tylenol and headphones. There was another smallish bottle and Avery picked it up. KY Jelly Lubricant.
“I’m afraid that’s as exciting as it gets. Disappointed?” Mason asked as his arms wrapped around Avery’s waist from behind. Mason’s chin rested on Avery’s shoulder and his lips found Avery’s ear. “I’m going to have to start buying bigger bottles since it isn't just me anymore.” Avery felt his insides flutter and he rested his hands on Mason’s.
“I’ve always been a dry hand or in the shower kind of guy. Do you really think we’ll use that much more?” He felt Mason’s teeth close around his earlobe and heat pooled in his groin.
“Trust me.” Mason whispered. Avery felt the words and he was about to tell Mason that he did trust him when he kissed Avery on the neck and released him.
“I promised you breakfast. Is there anything you don’t like?” He asked as he started pulling the sheets and blankets straight on his bed. For some reason, it disappointed Avery. He shook his head as he watched Mason.
“No, I’m not very picky when it comes to food and I don’t have any allergies.” He followed Mason into the hallway and stopped when Mason turned and pulled him close.
“I hope you’re not in a rush, breakfast might take a while.” He warned. Avery felt his nerves flutter and another smile tugged at his lips. He couldn’t remember the last time he smiled this much.
“Take all the time you need, I’m not going anywhere.” Avery said the words against Mason’s lips.
“No plans for the day?” He flicked his tongue against Avery’s lower lip and Avery felt his body tighten.
“You tell me. I’m free all weekend.” Avery felt Mason’s lips curve against his.
“All weekend? Then I’ve got lots of plans for you.” Mason murmured as his hand slid around Avery’s neck. His lips brushed against Avery’s until they opened and Mason’s tongue swirled slowly through Avery’s mouth. Avery was about to pull Mason back into the bedroom when Mason lifted his head and smiled wickedly. “I have to feed you, you’re going to need your strength.” He winked then pulled away. “Coffee? Espresso? What would you like?” He asked as he walked backwards. Avery shrugged.
“Make me whatever you’re having.” He said as he reached for Mason’s hips. Mason skipped back and shook his head.
“No more distracting me! You, wander around and stay out of the kitchen!” He pointed and attempted a stern glare. Avery rolled his eyes and looked in the room to his right.
“I’m starting to think your lunch idea has merit.” He called over his shoulder before letting his eyes scan the room around him. Surprisingly, no books. There were the wall to wall shelves but they were filled with records. There had to be thousands. Avery went to inspect an antique stereo cabinet and found that the record player and other components were all modern. A pair of over the head,
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