World Tour

Hong Kong

As usual, Eddy woke up before the alarm clock. He felt so very comfortable. He let himself just lie there for a while, savouring Brett's warm embrace, his head resting on Brett's chest, and allowing the images of last night to come back to his mind's eye.
Brett and him, kissing and stroking, touching and exploring, each touch and each kiss erasing all those months of angst and tension.
He was already hard again, and he snickered lightly to himself. Two guys, who'd been so frustrated for so long, how long would it take until they stopped wanting to jump each other every moment? 

His snicker woke Brett up, who opened his eyes, smiled warmly at him and asked:
¨What's funny?¨
¨Just how much I want you, all the time. I feel like a serious horn dog¨
Brett grinned, as he pushed his own hardness subtlely into Eddy's hip. 
¨I know the feeling!¨
Brett stroked his hand, very lightly, over Eddy, and kissed him deeply for a quick moment, neither caring about morning breath, but then he broke away to look at the clock, knowing they had a plane to catch.
¨When we get to the next hotel.¨ he promised, his voice husky.

And with that promise they each took a deep breath, and got out of bed to pack up their suitcases.
Soon they were making their way downstairs to grab a very quick breakfast and then take the transfer back to the airport. 
Matt and the accompanist were already waiting for them as they came outside. This time they were all on the same flight, headed to Hong Kong. 

Eddy was excited. He loved going to China. Australia was his home, absolutely, but China would always be his second home. He spoke the language and he secretly liked being ¨just another guy¨ on the streets. Being part of the majority was a bit of a change and it was something he knew they both enjoyed. 

As they got on the plane, he suggested to Brett they talk about some video ideas. They had made quite a few in advance before they left, but they would have to keep them coming as they toured. Soon enough, they were deep into a discussion about different options for violin charades, when suddenly Eddy broke into a grin.  
¨What?¨ asked Brett, eyebrows raised.
¨We're still us. We're still the same. Just... more.¨
Brett smiled broadly, as he quickly looked around to make sure he could take Eddy's hand in his without being seen.
¨I know. I can't tell you how happy that makes me, bro¨

When they touched down it turned out the plane had been a bit delayed, so they would have to go to the venue first. It wasn't ideal, not to get to freshen up, but luckily their suitcases could at least be delivered to their hotel room by an assistant of the venue, so they wouldn't be lugging them around all day.
Eddy could feel himself settling into the rhythm of the tour already. Travel, venue. Sleep, concert, da capo al fine.
Well, he snickered to himself. Maybe not *just* sleep... 

The venue was good, but a bit small. The tickets had been sold out for a while already, and apparently there had been a lot of disappointed people.
Eddy's phone rang, and he walked away to answer it. 

¨Hey, bro!¨, he called, after putting down his phone. Brett, who'd been talking to Matt, turned around to come talk to him.
¨That was the US tour manager with the same question as here.  He says that in some places tickets are already selling out. How do you want to handle that? He wants to know if we'd consider doing two concerts in a day.¨
¨Whoa!¨ Brett replied. ¨It's not like the schedule is not already hectic, but I'd hate to disappoint lots of fans...¨
¨Yeah, I agree... And hey, we're there anyway, right? What shall I tell him? Shall I say yes?¨
Brett thought for a moment.
¨Sure. We'll need to find some seriously good coffee shops, though, because it won't be easy on us!¨
¨Absolutely¨, Eddy said, a mischievous grin spreading on his lips, just quickly peeking around to see if they were being overheard:
¨Especially with the amount of sleep I'm expecting to give you!¨