“Welcome, baby.” Elijah perched on the end of the couch, setting a comforting hand on Punk’s knee. “Good?”

Punk nodded, inhaling the hot scent of the lemon tea. “I ate being sick,” he grumbled.

“It’s just a cold, baby. It’ll go away in a day or two, max,” Elijah offered.

Punk sighed deeply. His nose twitched, and he swiftly handed the tea to Elijah, snatching a Kleenex and burying his nose in it as he sneezed.

“Any way I can distract you?” Elijah raised a suggestive eyebrow.

Punk sighed again. He took back the tea, taking a careful sip of the hot liquid. “No,” he groaned, sniffing his nose pathetically. “It would just make me feel worse, being sick and horny.”

“Might get your mind on something else,” Elijah coaxed. “I could go put on more clothes and strip for you.”

That made Punk grin slightly. “You don’t know how to strip,” he commented.

Elijah shrugged. “I could figure it out. You just take off your clothes and gyrate your hips obscenely, right? I could watch that episode of ‘The Dirt Sheet’ where John takes off his shirt, you know, for safety reasons.”

Punk laughed. “He can definitely strip,” he chuckled. “But I still don’t think it’s a good idea, because you with no clothes in gets me all hot and bothered, and we couldn’t have sex, ‘cos I’m sick.”

“You’re sounding better.” Elijah reached up to brush Punk’s hair out of his face.

“The tea’s helping my throat.” Punk took another sip. “But I don’t want to get you sick.”

Elijah shrugged it off. “Baby, if I’m gonna catch it, I’m gonna catch it anyway. I’m not gonna make you sleep on the couch when you’re sick. If you think it’d help, I’m up for it.”

“You are the best boyfriend in the world,” Punk murmured, placing a hand on Elijah’s chest as his lover leaned down to kiss him. He pulled back as Elijah’s hand started to slide under his blanket. “Aren’t you forgetting something?”

Elijah sat up, raising an eyebrow. “What am I forgetting, baby?” he murmured.

“My strip show!” Punk managed a wicked smile, despite his aching throat.

Elijah laughed and nodded. “You got it, baby!”


LATER

“Have I mentioned that you’re the best boyfriend in the world?” Punk whispered, his words muffled against his lover’s chest.

“So are you.” Elijah kissed his forehead, his hands playing down Punk’s back. “You’re still good in bed, even when you’re sick,” he chuckled.

“Dank you. Dammit.” Punk reached for a Kleenex. “I dink I need more tea.”

“How about a hot shower? Some nice steam to unclog your nose,” Elijah suggested.

“Will you shower wid me?” Punk pleaded.

“It would be my pleasure.” Elijah stood, sliding an arm around Punk’s waist and helping him to his feet. “It is totally worth sharing germs with you,” he murmured in Punk’s ear, his hand sliding down to playfully squeeze Punk’s butt. Punk grinned, returning the squeeze.


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