It takes a bit more than one or two more thrusts of Tommy's fingers to bring Teddy over the edge with him, but not much more. Soon he's as spent as Tommy is, and with a cry of his lover's name.
"Fuck," he says, after a minute of panting. "Haven't felt like that in years."
Tommy curled in against him, ignoring the mess and just wrapping tight against Teddy. He laughed, breathless and happy, kissing at Teddy's shoulder. "Yeah," he agreed. "Nothing felt right without you."
"Everything was too big and too loud and you weren't there to make it feel right," Tommy agreed. "I'd get in bed with David and Billy, sometimes, just to try to sleep. Never felt right though. Haven't slept a full night since I lost you."
"Maybe tonight will be different," Teddy says, and yeah, he's yawning. His eyes glance briefly upward.
"Lights," he says, and they dim down quite low. There's still enough for someone to get out, if they can shift extra-sensitive eyes or have enhanced senses like Tommy does.
"Yeah," Tommy said, legs winding with Teddy's and head dropping onto his shoulder. They'd have shit to work out in the morning and difficult conversations to have. But for now, they had this. "Love you," Tommy said again, because he could.
"I will. I am," Tommy said. He kissed Teddy's shoulder. "Are we gonna get woken up by kids in the middle of the night if we get to sleep, or does their nanny do that part?"
"They sleep through the night," Teddy answers, closing his eyes and pulling his lover closer. "But... Well, if they wake up crying, I get an alert in here too."
"That's good." He didn't want Teddy to worry, and he figured Teddy wouldn't want nightmares and stuff getting taken care of by someone else. But he kind of hoped they'd sleep, this one night at least. So he could keep Teddy to himself and sleep. He petted automatic and soft at Teddy's chest as he was cuddled, sighing in pleasure at the closeness. "Night, Ted."
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"Fuck," he says, after a minute of panting. "Haven't felt like that in years."
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"Lights," he says, and they dim down quite low. There's still enough for someone to get out, if they can shift extra-sensitive eyes or have enhanced senses like Tommy does.
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Sure, they've agreed to it, but he intends to make the point and stick to it.
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