After dinner, when all the guests had gone, Tom was lying next to Tim in his bed with the moonlight coming through the windows. The patio door was open and a light breeze entered the room. Tim was cuddled into the crook of Tom’s neck and was lying quietly. He had a longing for his boyfriend, but did not know how the waters laid with Tom. He moved back and pressed himself further into Tom.
Tim sighed contentedly and closed his eyes. He imagined he felt a jab at his back and a small smile crept over his face. Pushing his back deeper into Tom, he could only grin as he heard Tom swallow behind him and adjust his hips. He knew the struggle Tom was having with himself and just imagined the nervous look on his devastatingly handsome face.
“You know what I could really use, Tommy?” Tim asked inn
