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Lucas untangles himself from me and sits up, reaching out to spread my legs. I let him, and he stares at the sight for a long time.
“Is something wrong?” I ask.
He shakes his head. “No, it’s just…seeing it leaking from your ass…it’s really fucking hot.”
I don’t have the chance to blush before he picks me up and carries me to the bathroom. “Time to clean you up,” he says.
“It’s okay,” I say when he puts me down in the shower. “I can do it myself.”
He shakes his head. “Nope. It’s my mess, I’m the one who has to clean it up.”
I shake my head in return, biting back a smile. Well, when he puts it like that…
I lean against the shower wall as Lucas washes me. He comments it’d be easier to do in a bathtub, and maybe that’s true, but I don’t mind it. It’s the two of us in our tiny bathroom in our tiny apartment, and it feels perfect.
Afterwards, Lucas turns the shower on blast, and we wash the rest of our bodies, cleaning away any drying cum or sweat. Soon, we both smell like soap. We kiss slowly under the rainfall of water before getting out.
Back in my bedroom, I peel off the dirty bedsheets and fold them into a bundle on the carpet, then leave the room. “Where are you going?” Lucas says, following me.
“Your bed,” I answer over my shoulder.
We climb into his clean bed, the sheets pleasantly cool under our naked skin, and look at each other. “That’s the upside of having two beds,” I say. “One for sex, one for sleeping.”
“Are you suggesting we get another two-bedroom apartment in the future?” Lucas asks.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, our lease ends in February.”
“And you want to live together again?”
Lucas gives me one of those looks. I always thought it was judgemental, but now I see that it’s teasing, a little hint of smile, his eyes soft. “Charlie,” he says, “I’m in love with you. Of course, I want to live with you again.” He glances away, then meets my eyes again. “Do you?”
“Yeah.” I don’t even have to think about it. “Yes. Let’s do it.”
He smiles widely.
“Although, I’m not sure if we should get two bedrooms again. It’ll be cheaper to have one. But having a designated sex bed would be really convenient.”
“We can save the second bedroom for when we’re rich. In fact, we can get a mansion. Five bedrooms. One to sleep in, four to have sex in.”
I laugh. “Let’s think bigger. Eight bedrooms. One to sleep in, seven for having sex every day of the week.”
“Oh, so we’re going to have sex every day, are we?”
“That’s what I’m planning to do this winter break.”
He grins. “That’s because we’re young and energetic. When we’re forty and have knee problems, I bet you’ll be less enthusiastic about it.”
“Oh, whatever. You always have to ruin my good ideas.”
Lucas laughs, snuggling closer to me. “Let’s worry about the number of bedrooms we’ll have in our mansion until after we’re rich.”
“And how exactly do you know we’re going to be rich?”
“Because I’m going to be an engineer, and you’re going to be a psychologist.”
We lay there quietly for a little bit, and I listen to the sounds of Lucas’s breaths, the way his chest raises and falls.
