Cole and Dalton still didn't know much about each other personally. The others turn ons and offs, what odd habits they had. their relationship was still a little fresh.
They learned new things about one another all the time when the were hanging out, when they went out with friends.
Like how Cole doesn't like when people touch his food and is ticklish by his neck.
It's honestly the weirdest time that they learn about them.
Dalton was working at his desk in the office room of his and Cole's apartment. He got appointed to organize, host and perform in the "Up and Coming Tour" for new music groups.
He had to work on venues, his presentation and the set list for his bands performance.
Cole afforded to help him out by organizing the venues and actually tour stuff. He joined Dalton in the office.
Cole sat on the burgundy couch, across from their medicine cabinet, that they put in the office to make it more comfy.
Dalton continued shifting through papers not acknowledging that Cole was sitting right by him.
"Dalton?" Cole asked in a timid small voice, his knees up near his chest.
Dalton didn't say anything and started typing on his computer. He did let out a few hopeless sighs and deep breathes.
"So...today I decided to get another job as a male stripper downtown. things were great except for when this 50 year old perv grabbed my ass," Cole said casually trying to see how Dalton would react.
"That's great, Cole. cool!" Dalton said not look at Cole but down at the papers on his desk and the website on the computer screen.
Cole got up quietly and began walking over to the office chair Dalton was in.
"So you're okay with the thought of me being groped by old perverts" Cole whisper into Dalton ear, while he ran his hand over the small trail of hair lead to Dalton's neck.
Dalton let out a breathy sigh and finally started paying attention.
"What?! No!" he said think of Cole being touched by old dudes.
"Finally you look at me." Cole said rolling his eyes.
"I'm sorry, it just that the tour and the hosting and the..." Dalton got cut off by Cole pecking his lips.
"You just need to calm down and relax," whispered Cole, running his hand further up Dalton's hair.
Dalton shivered and let out a tiny almost inaudible moan. Cole took advantage of this new discovery.
He began toying with Dalton's hair even more than before, causing him to moan and sigh lightly, which Cole found super cute.
"Cole, I should get back to..." Dalton began saying but was caught off guard by Cole swing his legs over and sitting on his lap facing him.
Cole still continued with Dalton new turn on, playing with his hair.
"Cole," Dalton sighed trying to stop but then Cole began kissing his neck just a little.
Cole rested his head on Dalton's shoulder after finishing his line of kisses.
"Sorry, what were you saying?" Cole pouted cutely, still fiddling with his boyfriend's blonde locks.
" That I need to get back to work..." Dalton hesitated when Cole began to tug his hair slightly.
Dalton didn't want to admit it but he didn't want to stop. Cole petting his hair was getting him all hot and bothered.
Cole didn't stop and listen to the sweet moans coming out of Dalton's mouth. He even gave him little Eskimo kisses too.
Dalton sat up and reclined his chair so that Cole was basically lay on his chest/curled in his lap.
They stayed like that for the next hour, just cuddling and sitting enjoy each other's space.
Cole finally decided to stop teasing him and get up and leave him to work.
As he got up he stood behind Dalton's chair and kissed his cheek.
"Have I ever told you how much I love your hair." Cole whispered into Dalton's ear.
