“Think there’s food in the kitchen?”
Todd shrugged, snuffled, and rubbed Nick’s arm a few times before yawning again.
“And coffee?” Nick jabbed at him again. “Are you listening to me?”
“Sure.”
“No, you were falling asleep. I’m hungry.”
Todd yawned again and sighed. “You’re always hungry.”
Nick grinned, nuzzled Todd’s neck, and planted small, wet kisses in a trail to his chest. He made his way to Todd’s closest nipple, twirled his tongue around, then blew over it until it hardened to a nice, tight bud. He put one arm around Todd’s middle, pressed his fingers to Todd’s side, and massaged down to Todd’s hip.
“Aarrgghh.” Todd rolled on top of Nick and pressed his mouth to Nick’s, their bodies melded together once more.
When Nick was able to catch his breath again, he murmured, “I’m still hungry.”
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