Roy didn’t come again, but the feeling was just as intense as he felt the spurt of Craig’s climax, and they both whooped their ecstasy together.
After he recovered, Craig squinted at the clock. “It’s just nine,” he said. “We can grab a nap and then get up and get ready for work. If you want to go on home, I’ll understand, but I’d like to wake up with you here beside me, starting today and for a long time to come.”
Roy hesitated. “I’d like to move in with you as soon as we can work it out, but will there be a problem for you if I do? Will the other cops think less of you or the city council give you a ration of shit?”
“I’ve never made a secret of being gay. I don’t rub anybody’s nose in it, but if we’re cool in public I don’t think anyone will say a word. Just don’t make a habit of coming to my rescue whenever things get a little tense. That would ruin my rep.”