You All Over Me [BxB]

Side Story 3/3: We Did

Theodore awakens with a start, feeling a faint twinge of soreness in his lower back. He and Jacob had explored unchartered territories to reach those pinnacles of, aherm, ecstasy. And truthfully, he enjoyed every second of it. Sure, he has a soft spot for the familiar comfort of vanilla sex, but a little experimentation here and there is certainly welcome, too.

As he sits upright with a sly grin, he wonders how he can tempt Jacob when the right moment comes...

"Hm? Up already?" Jacob murmurs, stretching lazily and letting out a yawn. "You feeling alright?"

Theodore flushes, smothering the grin, and leans on the cushioned headboard. "Yeah, I'm okay. Just need a shower."

Jacob sits up, hooking his chin over Theodore's bare shoulder. "I'll help you."

He rolls his eyes, his gaze drifting to the window, to the serene blue sea beyond the glass. "Oh, please. Whenever you try to help me things get a little... out of hand."

Jacob laughs, planting another trail of kisses on Theodore's skin. "Well, maybe if you weren't being so seductive."

He knows better than to fall into his tricks. Jacob doesn't have a preference–evening sex, morning sex. It's all the same to him.

What used to be anywhere and anything has become anywhere and anytime.

Theodore wisely moves away and stands up, his legs wobbly beneath him. It's like he's just run a marathon—on all fours, no less.

"Are you sure you're alright?" Jacob asks, ready to leap out of the bed, but Theodore waves him off with a raised hand, stopping him.

"Don't overreact, I'm fine," he says, grabbing the robe hanging over the chair and slipping it on. "But if it really bothers you, maybe next time I'll be..."

Jacob visibly stiffens, though he tries to play it cool. "Uh... sure."

Theodore laughs, shaking his head. "I'm just kidding!"

Jacob's firm expression doesn't falter. As usual, he's taking everything seriously when it comes to their relationship. "If you really want to, I won't say no."

Oh, come on! Theodore's heart is melting all over again. How does Jacob keep making him fall even harder each day? The feelings just get stronger every time.

Grinning, Theodore reaches out and playfully messes with Jacob's bangs. "Relax, Jake. I'm only joking. I love how we are."

Jacob nods, and Theodore doesn't miss the subtle relief washing over his features. The lengths this man would go for him... He can't help but wonder if he's doing enough to be on par.

"I'll go first, okay? We've got to hurry for the island-hopping."

"If you're not feeling up for it, we can–"

"Ssh."

Theodore refuses to stay in, not when this is their only opportunity to escape the grueling court proceedings awaiting him back in the city.

Still, he mentally reminds himself—schedule the rough sex a bit more strategically for next time.

******

Theodore sinks into a chair, his hands working to unbutton his barong. Finally, it's over. Eight agonizing months, full of rescheduled hearings and towers of paperwork, have come to an end.

The land is theirs—the client's, as it always should have been.

Tears were shed when the judge read the decision, and gratitude poured out in waves. Theodore could've cried, too, not just from relief but because this fight had roots that ran deep, tangled in old grudges from years past.