The clearance came on a Friday.
Julian held the paper in his hands and stared at it, his heart hammering. Months of pain, therapy, doubt all of it distilled into one simple medical note.
Sebastian was in the kitchen making breakfast as always. He looked over when he heard Julian’s phone buzz.
“What is it?”
Julian looked up, eyes bright. “I’m cleared. I can play again.”
Sebastian dropped the spatula and crossed the room in three strides. He read the paper, then pulled Julian into a fierce kiss, lifting him half off the chair.
“f**k yes,” Sebastian growled against his mouth.
They didn’t even make it to the bedroom.
Sebastian shoved Julian against the kitchen counter, yanking his sweatpants down. Julian’s c**k sprang free, already hard. Sebastian dropped to his knees and swallowed him
