Disjointed Heart

Chapter Twenty

It had been a few days since the talk Mike and Chester had had about sex and the blonde seemed to feel more comfortable around his boyfriend, which made Mike very happy.

They had successfully finished the first season of Friends and started the second, so Chester rambled about how Ross and Rachel should be together as they sat on the table, eating dinner.

"...and that's why Ross should stop being stupid and end things with Julie! Rachel already knows he liked her so he should... Mike, are you even listening?" The blonde asked as he noticed that the half Asian was looking at him and smiling like a fool.

Mike cleared his throat and sat up on his chair, "y-yeah. I'm listening."

"Then what did I just say?" Chester narrowed his eyes.

"You said that... Rachel is stupid?" Mike answered unsurely, his voice weirdly thin at the end of his sentence.

"No! I would never say that of my girl!" The blonde shook his head in disapproval. "Where's your mind at?" He asked, tapping the side of his head.

"You. Us." Mike admitted with a smirk.

"W-What about us?" Chester blushed as his mind traveled to dangerous places.

"Just us... how we've grown closer... how you feel more comfortable with me around." Mike said as he reached under the table for his lover's thigh and caressed it.

"I... I really love you, Mike." Chester let out a nervous laugh. He wanted to just tell Mike how much he needed him right now, how much he wanted him right now. He wanted more than kisses, more than caresses. He wanted to get as close as they could get. "I'm gonna take a quick shower." He blurted out and rushed to the bathroom, not even taking fresh clothes with him as he left his unfinished dish on the table.

With a sigh, Mike cursed himself, wondering if he had said something wrong as he finished his pasta and put the plates on the sink before going to Chester's bedroom to wait for him.

He had noticed how his boyfriend kept looking at him ever since they had had that makeout session, it was clear that Chester wanted him as much as Mike wanted the blonde man. The half Asian still wouldn't pressure his lover to do anything he didn't want, but he was wondering if maybe Chester did need a little shove to let him know that making love wasn't scary at all, it was precious and amazing, especially since they both loved each other very much.

Mike only hoped that if he had been right, his lover wasn't masturbating in the shower right now.

His thoughts were interrupted as Chester finally stumbled in his bedroom wearing only a towel around his hips as water dripped from his hair to his slim body, as it seemed to caress every muscle and curve it could find. Mike couldn't help but let out a gasp when he saw the other man, he had never seen someone as sexy as Chester, and he felt himself begin to tremble under the desire that was coursing through his veins. He gulped and opened his mouth.

"Ches, I..."

The blonde man had first felt himself blush when he had seen that the half Asian was sitting on his bed, but the intensity in the gaze of the young man, as his eyes darkened while they travelled up and down Chester's body, had made him painfully aware that he was getting hard under his towel.

"Fuck." He muttered, feeling both desire and nervousness possess him at that moment. He wanted Mike, he needed Mike, but...

The half Asian cleared his throat as Chester walked slowly toward him as he clutched the towel harder, before he sat next to his lover, shivering, and Mike quickly ran a hand through his lover's wet hair as they eyes met.