Moment in the Sun

33. Birthday

Nick POV

Charlie's 20th birthday is on a Tuesday which means we both have classes but that doesn't stop me from waking him up at midnight to shower him with kisses until he's laughing and trying to push me away.

"Nick, stop, please." He says through giggles, his hands pushing at my shoulders.

"But it's your birthday. And you're officially no longer a teenager." I pause my kisses for a moment, propping myself up on my elbows to hover over him.

"I've not been a teenager for a while now, babe. At the very least, not since we got married."

"Yes, but technically..." I trail off when he slides one hand around the back of my neck and pulls me down for a kiss.

"We don't need technicalities at midnight. Just sleep." He tells me pointedly when he breaks away and I sigh.

"Okay. I guess I'll just have to cuddle you until the morning then." I lay down beside him.

"Such torture for you." He rolls his eyes but cuddles up to me anyway. He's asleep in minutes, and I lay there for a while, just enjoying the closeness until I too fall asleep.

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I'm woken a few hours later by Charlie practically throwing himself on top of me. He presses our lips together, tongue tracing my lower lip until I grant him entrance to my mouth, kissing him deeply. I slip one leg between his, trying to give him a hint but he pulls away and shakes his head.

"We don't have time."

"Always time for birthday sex." I grin, my hands gripping tight to his waist.

"Hm, maybe a birthday shower?" He asks and I nod eagerly.

"Let's go." He rolls off me and waits by the bed for me to stand up. The second I do, he loops his arms around my neck and jumps to wrap his legs around my waist. I hold him tight, loving the sound of his laughter as I carry him to the bathroom.

"Happy Birthday, baby." I whisper against the skin of his neck once we're under the spray of warm water. "You're amazing. I love you so much."

"I love you too." We don't fool around much in the shower, fully aware that one of us could get seriously hurt if we tried, but I do kiss him on every inch of skin I can reach, running my hands over his body as I carefully wash him clean. He reaches for the shower gel to return the favour but I stop him. "Uh-uh. Its my job to spoil you today."

"Nick..."

"Nope. Don't try to argue, you won't win today." I promise, tapping the tip of his nose with my finger. He blushes and rolls his eyes, giving in.

"Fine. I guess I'll just watch you then." He leans back against the tiles, arms crossed over his chest as he watches me hurriedly wash myself.

Satisfied that we're both clean, I shut off the water and we get dried and dressed. Charlie follows me into the kitchen where I make him sit on one of the stools by the island counter as I make breakfast for the both of us. He rests his chin in his hands and watches me, eyes following my every move.

When I'm done, I sit opposite him at the dining table and we fall into a comfortable silence. It's nice. I like that we are so comfortable with each other that there's no need to fill an awkward silence. He gently kicks my feet under the table, playing footsie with me and I smile at him.

We walk to campus together, enjoying the unseasonably warm weather. Charlie's classroom is closer so we stop outside the psychology building where I pull him close for a gentle kiss.

"Have a good morning. I'll come and meet you for lunch, okay?" I tell him when I pull back.

"Okay. I love you." He gives me one last hug before turning to face the group of his classmates who are waiting for him. I can hear their cheers of 'happy birthday' as I walk away towards my own classes.

The day passes quickly; Charlie and I sit in the sunshine for lunch, sprawled out over a picnic rug on the lawn. I surprise him with a home made picnic that I skipped a class to go home and make for us. After classes were done for the day, I drive us into town where I surprise him again by having the Paris squad meet us in our favourite restaurant.

"Oh my god!" Charlie laughs, throwing his arms around my neck when he sees them all. "This is the best birthday ever!" He whispers in my ear.

"Anything for you." I reply before leading him over to our friends.

It's a great evening, all of us chatting and laughing animatedly. Tara and Darcy brought little Greyson along, the four-month-old passed around the group until he finally falls asleep in Elle's arms and she helps Darcy to put him down in the pram.

Our friends have rented an air-bnb for the night since there are too many of them to fit in the spare room at mine and Charlie's flat. But we promise to stop by in the morning for a shared breakfast before they all head back home.

Back at our flat, Charlie pulls me straight to our room where he pushes me down on the bed and crawls on top of me.

"We had no time for birthday sex this morning. But we have plenty of time now." He says, pushing his hips down against mine.

"But I haven't given you your present yet." I say. I don't really want to stop, I just enjoy teasing him.

"I don't care..." His lips are against mine and he tugs at my clothes, pulling them off my body and tossing them to the floor. "I only want you."

"You've got me." I return the favour, ridding him of his clothes so that we're both naked. 

In moments, I'm inside him, hovering over his body as we kiss and move together. He runs his hands across my back and through my hair, tugging gently as he reaches his climax, spilling between us moments before I reach my own orgasm, come spurting into him.

"Why is birthday sex so much better than regular sex?" He wonders aloud as we lay beside each other afterwards.

"No idea. But I wish we could have birthday sex every day."

"Me too." He laughs, bringing our joined hands up towards his face and presses a kiss to my hand. "Thank you, Nick. For making this the best birthday of my life."

"Anything for my beautiful husband."