"what?"
corbyn was a little shocked himself by the proposal. he'd never had someone in his apartment, never mind asking one to move in, not even temporarily. but after what they'd just done together, and everything they'd left on the table, no way was he letting daniel go until he got all of him.
daniel made a move to climb off of him. so corbyn grabbed daniel hips to still him. "stop. hear me out."
daniel tensed but ceased his escape.
"we live twenty minutes apart. between your work schedule and mine, travel would waste time. one month, daniel." staying with him would build trust on daniel. falling asleep with him, waking up, it would push his typical boundaries, but daniel'd relax with him, put them in more intimate capacity. it would speed progress.
daniel shook his head. "that goes beyond the agreement. you don't share well with others. we'd kill each other."
something else was going on in that pretty head of his, thought corbyn. "right back at you. but what aren't you telling me?" daniel hedged. and corbyn pressed. "honesty, daniel. i need you to talk to me or we're not going to get anywhere."
his teeth sank into his bottom lip. "i've never slept with a man before."
it was damn frightening how alike they were. "me either. but we'll figure it out. worst case scenario, i take the guest room."
the brunet man wondered if daniel realized he was touching him now. with a firm grip on his's hips, his thumbs stroked his skin while daniel argued with himself. the blonde man had no problem with corbyn touching him in the living room, so he tried to gauge his triggers as they went along.
daniel drew in a breath, and corbyn's gaze dropped to his chest with the movement. daniel had perfect body. a body that could fit in his hands. if daniel let me touch. his nipples...rose-pink in color, they begged to be sucked. bit.
this wasn't helping. corbyn was growing hard again. already. they needed a shower, but he wanted daniel again desperately. an idea bloomed.
"stay tonight. we can test things out over the weekend."
daniel's gaze met his, blue and green. slowly, the blonde nodded.
fighting a grin, corbyn failed. "come on. i have an...exercise for us."
daniel's brows lifted. "i draw the line at exercise."
there he was. there was his daniel.
"you'll like this one." gently urging daniel off the bed, he took daniel's hand and led him into his master bath. corbyn started the water in the tub and turned to him.
he was really something, standing there naked in full glory and not an ounce of embarrassment or insecurity. corbyn hated it when they hid their beauty. daniel was taking in the room with curious eyes and, for the first time, the older one wondered about the design. it wasn't as if anyone ever got to see the room.
the bathtub was big enough to seat six, complete with jets, but he typically used the shower just on the other side of the counter. the heated stone benches and three-dimensional sprays were worth the small fortune. not that money was an issue. there were two sinks, even though he had been always be one. the floors and walls a sage tile.
