They lay together on the couch, entwined in each others' arms. They were both dressed only in pajama bottoms, Charlie's a plain black, Rico's a flamboyant leopard print. Both were smiling, their faces relaxed and content.
"I can't believe you didn't tell me you were coming back," Charlie murmured as he brushed his lips against Rico's soft mouth.
"Surprises are the spice of life, Charles," Rico whispered in return, his lips curving into an impish grin. His lips again connected with Charlie's.
"Bitch," Charlie chuckled affectionately. "You know, I have half a mind to not even sleep with you tonight." Another kiss was shared between the two.
Rico laughed, then delivered two quick pecks to Charlie's lips. "Don't be ridiculous, Charles," he chided. "If you really mean that, stop kissing me."
"I will." Charlie paused for a moment, licked his lips, then moved in for another kiss. "In a bit."
It was silent for a few moments as the two lovers wrapped their arms fully around each others' bodies and shared a long, drawn out kiss. It was Rico who drew back first, his eyes locking with Charlie's.
Charlie met his gaze, and it was silent for another moment as they read the unspoken messages in each others' eyes. Charlie again licked his lips, his mouth quirking into a small, adoring smile as his spoke. "I missed you."
Rico responded with simply a smile and a soft, affectionate brush of his hand across Charlie's cheek.
Charlie swallowed hard, gazing earnestly into Rico's eyes. "I love you," he whispered.
Rico smiled, closing his eyes for a moment, then opening them again and meeting Charlie's slightly nervous gaze. "I love you too," he replied, again stroking Charlie's cheek softly.
Charlie let out a deep breath, his smile returning at an even more radiant volume. "I wanted to say that for so long...but you were injured, and we didn't see each other for a while, and I wasn't sure how things would be when you got back..." His words were silenced as Rico leaned forward, possessing Charlie's lips with his. They kissed passionately, Charlie's hands sliding up Rico's back and beginning to explore his partner's smooth skin. Rico returned the effort in spades, his hands caressing Charlie's back only briefly, then sliding around to the front, gliding over Charlie's stomach and pecs before settling on his already pert nipples. Charlie moaned softly as Rico's fingers caressed his chest, massaging the small buds into aching erection.
Charlie pulled back from the kiss, arching his chest wantonly. He moaned as Rico left a searing trail of kisses down his neck, the stylist's tongue emerging to perform a pulse-quickening bath once he reached his young partner's chest.
"Rico!" Charlie cried out, giving his partner a slight shove and sitting up, the aching in his nipples having spread through his body and grown unbearably strong. He was panting, his skin flushed pink and his eyes bright with desire. "Can we go to bed now?" he demanded.
Rico quirked an eyebrow, tapping his lips in reflection. "Well..." he began, his words cut off as his younger partner grabbed his wrist and pulled him to his feet.
"I haven't had this is MONTHS!" Charlie justified as he flew into the bedroom, pulling Rico along behind him.
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