“If the s-sex becomes any better in the f-future, I m-may end up d-dead from it.”
Calvin chuckled while puffing slightly underneath Turner on the bed. “N-not a b-bad way to die.”
Turner burst out laughing even as he was still breathless from the sex. He kissed the back of Calvin’s neck and also the tip of his boyfriend’s ears one right after the other. Then he buried his face into Calvin’s hair.
“Fuck, baby. You smell so good.”
Calvin snorted. “I’m all sticky and sweaty.”
“That’s perfect.”
Calvin snickered. “You’re a weird one.”
“Yet you’re in love with me.”
“And you feel the same way about me.”
“I do,” Turner admitted easily. “You want to know something else?”
“What?”
“I’m finding it really difficult to fall asleep at night without you by my side. Maybe we should move in together as soon as possible.”
Calvin stiffened a little before relaxing underneath Turner’s body. “Are you sure we’re ready for it?”