Ross woke up with the smell of cheesecake in his nose and no idea where he was for a moment. He blinked his eyes open and the first thing he saw was the empty foil container with two spoons in it sitting on the bedside table next to him.
Ah yes. That bought it all rushing back and he grinned and turned over, expecting to see a mussed blond head next to him. Unfortunately he came up with nothing. Jim's side of the bed was empty.
Ross frowned and tried to sit up, muscles complaining. He felt sore all over but also quite wonderful at the same time. Jim's declaration of insatiability had turned out to be very true and they'd only gone to sleep after four in the morning when their bodies finally gave up on them.
'Jim?' It came out hoarse, a result of a combination of blowjobs and screaming the ceiling down because yes, Jim certainly did like it hard and fast.
Ross spotted a piece of paper on the opposite bedside table and did a slow motion roll to the other side of Jim's bed to get it. It was covered in very neat handwriting and he grinned as he read it.
Gone to practice so make yourself at home when you get up. There's a towel in the bathroom for you and you can borrow anything that fits. I'll be back around 11:30 if you have nothing better to do than hang around with me today.
That made Ross smile and he put the paper back, turned over and went back to sleep.
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The next time he woke up was to the sound of the shower.
Ross blinked at the ceiling and inhaled deeply. He could smell coconut and something sharper and he stretched, feeling the pull in his arms shoulders and back.
The sounds sharpened as he woke up properly, and Ross decided that a hot shower was probably an excellent idea. He managed to get up to sit on the side of the bed and then fought his way onto his feet, still feeling extremely lethargic. He walked across the room, the wooden floorboards squeaking under his feet, and got to the door of the en-suite bathroom. It was very stark with modern fixtures and white subway tiles and he smiled as he caught sight of the shape behind the frosted glass of the shower door.
'Morning.' He watched as the figure turned.
'Hi.' Jim sounded far too bright and cheerful for a man who had had his arse repeatedly pounded the night before. 'You're up.'
'Not yet.' Ross snickered as he padded to the shower. 'But I think you'll be able to help me with that.' He opened the cubicle door and squeezed in behind Jim. 'I think I remember something about showers in that book of yours.'
Jim laughed and Ross took a good look at him. He'd been delighted to find that the compact muscled build didn't just extend to Jim's chest and shoulders. All of him was perfectly put together. He was smiling up at Ross, blue-green eyes bright and his dimples deep.
'Did you sleep well?' It had enough of a tease in it to get Ross' pulse stuttering.
'I did.' He smiled in reply and took Jim by the waist and pulled him in, wet skin sliding against his and waking up other parts of his body as well. 'How was running around in a muddy field?'
'Surprisingly exhilarating.' Jim came to him easily, arms coming up to link around Ross' neck. 'Although I got the piss taken out of me for having more sex bruises than I could count.'
'Good.' Ross leaned down to nuzzle at his neck. 'Fuck, you still smell like me.'
'I think it's embedded.' Jim had his head tilted and Ross could hear how his breathing was picking up. 'I've been thinking about you all morning. I kept getting tackled because I was completely distracted.'
