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The Window

My jaw drops slightly at the message. That's rather... Suggestive... I get up and put on my shoes. Before leaving, I make sure I have the necessities; keys, phone, wallet. I exit my flat and I'm hit with a cold, hard wind. I guess I'm driving then. It's only about a 15 minute walk to Matt's place from mine, but fuck that. Not in this weather. I've always been a bitch when it comes to the cold.

I get in my car and drive to his house in the nicer part of the neighbourhood. He has all this extra space and nothing to do with it. For god sakes the man owns two pianos. I pull up to his (larger than necessary) house and run up to the door. I knock loudly and after a few moments, I hear Matt shouting. Did he just say 'window'? He's got to be kidding. He actually expects me to climb through the window? I hear him shout again.

"I said that the window is unlocked!"

"Oh for fucks sake," I mutter to myself, walking to the closest window. With more effort than it should require, I get it open after a few minutes. I climb through, getting my foot caught and causing me to fall flat on my chest.
"Shit!" I grumble.

"That was the most graceful thing I have ever seen!" Matt laughs walking over to me. He extends a hand in my direction. I grab it and he pulls me up. He closes the window and motions for me to follow him into the dining room.

"Why exactly did you have me come in through the window?" I ask as we sit down at the table.

"I've never had a boy sneak in through my window at night," he laughs. "If you can call that sneaking."

"Shut up," I mumble, my cheeks becoming flushed. Matt stands up and walks over to me. He grabs my wrist and pulls me up. He's got a lot of strength for such a small guy. He pulls me upstairs and into his room, closing the door behind him.

"Now what?" I ask, sitting down on the edge of his bed.

"I have some ideas," he says as he sits down next to me. He rests his head on my shoulder and closes his eyes. I wrap my arm around his shoulders, pulling him closer. "Can we just stay like this forever?" he whispers.

"Of course," I whisper back, placing my other hand on his thigh. To be honest, this wasn't what I was expecting to happen when Matt invited me over. But personally, I think that this is better than what I expected. Just being with him gave me a sense of relief. I couldn't possibly be happier. I comfortable silence falls between us, but I don't mind. After a few minutes, Matt speaks up.

"When did you first realise that you were in love with me?" he asks softly, his eyes remaining closed.

"Hmm... Let me see," I whisper, "It was probably about two weeks ago."

"You're kidding," he says, turning to look at me. "Only two weeks? How can you be so sure that you're in love with someone in only two weeks?"

"It didn't even take two days for you," I say, laughing slightly.

"Smart ass," he mutters under his breath. I just laugh in response, placing a gentle kiss on his temple.

"I think that I've always loved you. I just didn't realise it until recently," I sigh. Matt sits up straight, breaking our embrace. He doesn't say anything. He just looks deeply into my eyes. He abruptly wraps his arms around me and buries his face in the crook of my neck. "What's wrong?" I ask as I wrap my own arms around his waist.

"I'm just glad that I met you," he mumbles. "Even though it took us what? 20 years to get to this point?" I don't say anything in response. I just hold him tighter. "I love you," he whispers and before I can say it back, he lips come to meet mine.

He moves one of his hands to the back of my head and his other to my waist, pulling himself closer. I moan softly against my control and he shifts so he's straddling me at the hips. He pushes me softly so I'm lying on my back with him pinning me down. I can feel my entire body grow warmer. He pulls away from our kiss and his lips find their way to my neck, sucking on it gently. Another quiet moan escapes my lips. He sits up and quickly takes off his shirt. He pulls at my sweatshirt and I understand his obvious signal. I pull it off and he goes back to sucking on my neck. My hands move down to his waist and I begin to unbutton his jeans.

"Don't be so eager," he whispers seductively. He pulls off his jeans then takes off mine. "Don't you think things are moving a little too quickly?" he asks, lying down next to me.

"If you want to take things slower I understand," I whisper to him. He nods, moving closer and placing his head on my chest. I pull him into my arms and close my eyes. After awhile,
I place a kiss on the top of his head.

"I love you," I whisper, but there's no response. Matt's already fast asleep.