I'll just rest my eyes, as it turns out, actually means I'm about to take a two hour nap.
When my eyes blink open my face is in Donny's neck, his hands are on my boobs and Jerome is snoring quietly with his face pressed against my back.
Both men are at least sleeping soundly, the television still showing some car restoration program that uses too many worlds like totally cool, and wicked chrome, or my favourite... fully sick.
I feel hesitant to move, I don't want to wake either of them.
I just wrap my arms around Donny's waist and soak up the fact that he's here and he's well.
Well, for now anyhow.
I try not to be morbid about it, rather clinical, to try and narrow down what he might have.
I've never noticed a fever, or rash. Donny's never showed and signs of fatigue or exhaustion other than the usual overworked type of thing. He hasn't been nauseous or physically sick... lucky him.
Donny has never looked unwell.
He's taken a few Tylenol lately, just headaches he said... maybe it's a brain tumour?
That wouldn't give us much time.
I kiss his neck ever so softly, my poor Donny.
Why wouldn't he tell me?
"You starting something, Lockhart?" Donny mumbles deep and sleepy.
"Shh... sleep, my poor baby boy" I whisper and kiss his jaw.
Donny takes my face and lifts it so he can kiss my mouth.
"Sleep is for fools, all I need is you" he whispers back and smiles so sexy.
"Does it hurt?" I wonder, maybe if I show him I know, maybe he'll come clean.
"So bad... are you going to ease my pain, baby?" Donny nods with a small moan.
"Anyway I can... anytime you need me" I promise.
"I wasn't going to bring it up, but you're offering..." Donny kisses me more, deeper and slower.
"You can tell me anything, you know that" I'm already breathless but I try to focus, this is important.
"Thea? My goddess? Baby girl, I need you to do that thing... with your mouth" Donny whispers into my ear followed by a gentle scrape of his teeth over my lobe.
He's not ready, but I'll show him he can always depend on me.
"Here? Now?" I moan just thinking about it.
"Fuck yes... just thinking about it has me rock hard" Donny kisses my jawline all the way back to my lips.
"Jerome?" I smile.
"You snooze, you lose" Donny grins.
"And if he wakes up?" I twirl my tongue around his to tease him.
"Then he gets to watch" Donny shrugs one shoulder and lifts me across his body, Jerome falls slack against the cushions but he doesn't wake up.
I lick my lips and take Donny's shirt from over his head, all those hard muscles jump under my touch.
So beautiful, my man.
Donny watches eagerly as my face nuzzles down his sternum, my fingers unbuckle his belt, his fly is loud in the silence. I look into his eyes as I free him from his pants, he's not joking about being rock hard.
"Oh baby.... I fucking love you, so fucking much" Donny tells me, breathless just from the anticipation.
"Anything you need, always" I remind him and I do the thing he loves most.
"I've been distracted, I haven't been here for you like I should, but I promise to do better, get better, for you" he vows on a breathless moan, I've only kissed the tip.
My heart sinks down to my stomach, but I don't let it distract me from my task, I use it to motivate me to give him something to live for.
I mean the actions are mostly the same, I just don't use my hands, I hold him with my tongue and I go deep. Donny's hips arch up to aid the initial glide, he tells me it's a subtle difference... like the difference between fucking and making love.
He says I'm the only person in the world who can make love with their mouth, I tell him it's because no one has ever loved anyone as much as I love him.
My hands glide over his taught stomach, I caress and hold him, Donny breathes so fucking sexy, he looks me in the eyes.
