Closer

157.

After stopping by the shop to get wine and chocolates, they made their way home. They ended up on the couch with Eddy's head in Brett's lap, two glasses of wine on the table and Brett in charge of the chocolates.

"Mmh, these are good," Eddy half moaned while chewing on a piece Brett just had fed him, getting it in smaller pieces so he could let it melt on his tongue. Brett reached for his wine glass and took a sip.

"They're Belgian, according to the box," he informed Eddy, running his hand through his soft hair. "And quite expensive, so they better be."

"Thank you for buying them for us, Bretty. They're so worth it," Eddy smiled up at him, and Brett caressed his cheek carefully with his thumb.

"Anything for you, Eddy mine," he smiled back, brushing his bangs to the side. "I love you, you know."

"I know. Love you too," Eddy sighed contently, reaching up to take Brett's hand and kiss it softly. "I love you especially when you feed me chocolate..."

Bretg chuckled and reached for another chocolate from the box. Eddy opened his mouth, and Brett put it in carefully.

"Mmmh, so good," Eddy moaned jokingly, and Brett couldn't help but laugh. "Almost as good as ..."

Eddy's suggestive tone was followed by a wink before he sat up to grab his wine glass. Brett snuck his arm around his waist and moved closer, kissing his cheek when he got close enough.

"As ...?" Brett asked innocently as a whisper in Eddy's ear before placing a kiss just beneath it. Eddy blushed, but tried to hide hit with another sip from his wine.

"Sounds like you know," Eddy answered eventually with a nervous giggle, kissing Brett on the forehead before downing the reast of his wine and setting the glass aside.

"Whaaat? It's as if you think I can read your mind," Brett joked before pressing their lips together. Eddy's hand found Brett's cheek, caressing it softly as their tongues crashed.

"I think we should make the most of having a babysitter," Eddy breathed against Brett's lips, letting his hand slide from his cheek and down his clothed chest. "Because I miss her and won't have her babysat in a while after this."

"Mhm, I agree," Brett breathed, putting his own wine glass on the table next to Eddy's. "Imagine when she's older, though, how difficult it'll be to sneak around while she sleeps."

"Maybe we'll send her off to a kindergarten when she's old enough," Eddy gasped as Brett kissed down his neck, gently pushing him onto his back on the couch. Brett moved to be on his knees between Eddy's legs, their groins pressing together as Brett leans over Eddy to mark his neck right next to the mark he had made before their date.

"I never thought you'd say something like that ever," Brett chuckled, leaning on his arms to look at Eddy. "Where did overprotective daddy go?"

"I never said how old 'old enough' is," Eddy chuckled. "Maybe when she's.... Ten?"

"You're so silly, I love you," Brett laughed, pressing their lips together again. "Let's go fuck and then sleep while we can. We're getting princess back tomorrow afternoon."