Percy threw his arm over his face and lay there, breathing heavily as Adrian collapsed across his stomach, laughing. “God,” Adrian said after a moment. “That was good. Are you okay?”
Percy barked a laugh, too. “More than okay,” he said. “Give me a moment and I’ll reciprocate.”
Adrian laughed again. “No need,” he said. “Maybe later.”
Percy took his arm away from his eyes and looked down at the other man where he was grinning up at him mischievously, chin resting on folded arms across Percy’s belly. “You…?” he asked
“Yes. Sorry. Couldn’t help myself!” He was laughing again.
Laughing in bed. That was new, too.
“Come up here,” Percy commanded, grabbing him by the elbows. “Kiss me some more.”
* * * *
“I’d better go,” Percy said, reluctantly. “I’ve got a class in the morning.” The clock beside the bed said it was getting on for two A.M., luminous numbers and hands lit by the streetlights below the window.