31. (nsfw)

//So definitly not for work this one, unless your workplace is very open minded to nsfw stuff//

The next morning, Brett woke up in the large bed, all tucked in. When did he move to the bed? The last thing he could remember was falling asleep in Eddy's lap, listening to Eddy's steady breathing, feeling the vague sweet scent of Eddy caressing his nose. The sun sneaked in through the small opening in the curtain, making everything way too bright, which he thought was odd considering all he had read online about Bergen being a city of rain.

The room was quiet except the faint sound of the shower running, and he assumed Eddy was in there, all wet... and naked... The thought made Brett's stomach do a backflip. He loved the feeling of that, so he closed his eyes and imagined it. The hot water running down his slim body, tracing the contours as he shampooed his hair, his low humming trying to figure out the pitch of whatever made a pitch or singing a piece he was practicing...Brett was surprised when the voice in his head didn't tell him his thoughts were bad. It was completely quiet. Sure, he could still hear the echo of "he's not into you like that" chiming through his mind, but it wasn't nearly as demanding. Easy to shove away. He sat up in bed, realizing he was only in his underwear. When had he undressed?

The bathroom door opened silently to reveal a tall, handsome man wearing only a towel. Brett reached over to the bedside table and put his glasses on. Eddy's skin was still moist from the shower and his hair was all wet and ruffled up, probably after an attempt of drying it with a towel. Brett took a deep breath to try and calm himself, but his body didn't agree. He licked his bottom lip as he followed Eddy with his eyes when he went over to his suitcase. Oh, how much Brett loved feeling this again, with only the hint of the voice whispering how he was perverted in the back of his mind. It was so easy to block it out when it was so quiet.

"Hey, whatcha staring at?" Eddy said playfully and winked at the blushing man on the bed. Brett's heart was beating fast, and he looked away in embarrasment."Oh uh... I just... uh..." he stuttered out, feeling the warmth in his cheeks. He heard the soft steps over the wooden floor, and the next thing he knew he had the taller one sitting next to him on the bed, sliding an arm around Brett's waist. "And here I was, worried you'd look away in disgust", Eddy mumbled breathy into his ear. The warm air traveling down the side of his neck made Brett shiver. He shook his head hard while biting his lip. The voice made a silent comment in the background about how he caused him to think like that, but Brett pushed it aside."No Eddy, you're... oh my god... shit..." His small speech was interrupted by Eddy's lips trailing down his jaw, every once in a while leaving a small red mark he knew later would turn purple. He took a deep breath to try and say what he wanted."No, you're... you're gorgeous, Eddy..." He gasped for air every second word or so, feeling Eddy's long fingers slowly run down his chest. He felt himself being pushed back into bed, noticing Eddy's towel slide off and onto the floor next to the bed. Their eyes met, and time seemed to stop. All that was in Brett's world right now was Eddy.

Eddy slowly leaned in to let their lips meet, feeling Brett tangle his hands into his hair. Eddy pushed himself closer against the smaller man under him, causing him to moan into the kiss and pull on his hair. He closed his eyes, really feeling how great this felt. He worried it would be long until next time, and he wanted to experience this as much as he could while he had it.Brett's hands slid down Eddy's body, leaving a trail of goosebumps before coming to a rest at his hips as they usually did. Except this time, the grip was tight, almost forceful. Desperate."Shit, Eddy, please", he pleaded, motioning for Eddy to do something more as he had seemed to be leading the lovemaking until now. Eddy made a jokingly grumpy face."Not happy with my services, are you, Bretty?" he said teasingly while leaning on his arms, who was resting on each side of Brett's head on the bed. He tangled his fingers into Brett's soft hair. He leaned down to his ear, so close his lips were almost touching it."Why don't you take over, if you have complaints to make?" he whispered, and he felt the aroused man under him shiver.

In a split second, Brett's mind had went from begging Eddy to move faster to wanting to make Eddy beg for him to move faster. In a second or so, he had turned them around so that he was straddling Eddy. He was still wearing his underwear at this point, but it wasn't long until he had managed to sneak the dark blue boxer off as well. He held Eddy's arms down by the wrists and brushed his lips painfully softly against Eddy's."We'll see who complains after this", he murred into his ear before slowly moving down his body with his lips, returning the favour of a small red mark at his neck.