Secured in his arms...

"I know it sounds crazy but you actually make me feel safe," Beau said. "When I'm in your arms, it feels like I am wrapped by bulletproof vests... I feel secure."

"Do you realize I should be the one feeling that way?" Asher whispered. His legs were yet to recover from the pounding Beau dished out moments ago. "I always encounter this feeling of security whenever you are in my arms... Hell, I get that feeling whenever I think about you."

"I guess it's safe to say that we safeguard each other." Beau kissed his forehead and smiled. "Maybe that's the reason I feel small in your arms sometimes. My mother always calls me a big baby."

Asher did not need any more explanation. Beau's explanation was crystal clear. "You are a big baby... My big baby."

Beau smiled sheepishly. "You don't know how that makes me feel."

"As long as it doesn't make you hard, it's fine."