Colleagues | Jesse Klaver x Rob Jetten | English

Part 10

-Jesse-

It is Friday. Yesterday Rob and I had the most magical kiss ever. When I went to bed, I couldn't sleep at all. I was only thinking about his hands on my body and his lips on mine. I think it is just so beautiful how you can bond with someone only through physical touch. Because we never spoke out our feelings about eachother. For me it is even more difficult because I just learned about bisexuality. I really think I'm bi. I both get attracted to men and women. It is a lot for me honestly.

I bike through The Hague to work. I get a smoothie at a smoothie bar near The House of Representatives and then bike to the building where my office is vested. I walk inside and go straight to my office. When I come in I plop begin my desk and open my laptop. Today are no debate or discussion things planned so we all are working for ourselves. The day goes by pretty fast and I get a lot of work done. Thank god. What would Rob be doing right now? I really have an urge to kiss him again. So so so bad. Should I text him? Yes I should.

Jesse: "Hey, wanna come over to my place tonight? Just relaxing and talking😇" 16:34  send.

Rob: "Yes! Sounds like fun😋" 16:35  send.

Tingles spread through my tummy when he immediately texts back. I should get home right now! I need to clean a bit and get some snacks ready. I grab my things and shove it al in my backpack. In no time I'm home and cleaning every service my house has. I didn't even text him a time. I take my phone from my pocket and open text message.

Jesse: see u at seven?  17:01  send

Rob: 👍🏼  17.01  send

I make myself dinner and take a shower. Should I wear a suit? Yeah let's go with a suit. I pick out a navy blue one but without a tie. Too formal. I put some product in my curls and spray on some cologne. I still have some time before Rob comes. I jump on the couch and watch some tv. A few coffees and a few mints later, I hear a knock on the front door. I walk up to the door and open it. The tall man that makes my heart skip a beat is in front of me. "Hey Rob" is say and I smile. "Hey" he walks in and looks around. "Oh wait I just realized you've never been inside my house" I chuckle. "You're right. But it feels so cozy and homey here" he walks towards the livingroom and takes a seat on the big grandpa chair in my livingroom.

"Wine?" I give him a little smirk while asking. "Yes please" he winks at me. I fill two glasses of wine and walk back and plop on the couch. "How was work?" Rob asks me while taking a glass from me. "Hmm it was alright. Just finished some work in the office. You?" "Not that special either. Just working stuff out" I love how boring our work lives are.

A few glasses of wine go by and we get a little tipsy. "You know I actually love to dance" I say while putting my wine back and standing up from the couch. "Dance with me?" I hand my hand to Rob and he looks a little confused at me. "Dance?" He asks and chuckles. "Yes! Come on!" He takes my hand and I lift him up. I put the volume of the music all the way up and the music screams out of the boxes. Devil of Disguise by Elvis Presley comes yanking out of the speakers.

Our hands interwine and our torso's are pressed together while we draw circles on the floor with eachother. His head rests on my shoulder while our feet dance. He lifts his head and spins me around with his hand. The song switches to a more slow song. I place my hand on his waist and his hand does the same with me. Our other hands hold eachother and we dance slowly. I look into his eyes. I could almost get lost inside the magical world behind his eyes. He makes me go wild. Our foreheads are pressed together and his breath strokes over my lips. "I need you" he whispers. "You do?" I tease him. "Really bad. You make me feel things i've never felt" he almost whines out the words.

Our lips slam together like the world is coming to an end and his hands pulls on my curls. "Ouch" I say softly against his lips. He pulls out. "What?" "You pulled my hair" I say while looking in his eyes. "I'm sorry" he says and he places his hand on my neck and presses his wet lips onto mine. We both get lost in the kiss and my hand travels down his back. I grab his bum and pull him closer onto me. Heavily panting in between. It is a sloppy kiss. It's the alcohol. While being folded in eachother I slowly walk back with his lips still attached to mine and I softly let myself fall on to the couch. His weight presses me into the fabric but it makes me feel safe. His lips travel down my neck and he tries to unbutton my shirt. I grab his wrist and look at him...