Travis wiped his hand on TJ's jeans before sliding both hands up TJ's arms, helping the circulation even if he hadn't held that tight. When he was satisfied that there wasn't any tension, he held TJ, petting him and murmuring nonsense for a long time, giving hm the chance to come back from the high without any jarring conversation.
"Feeling better?" Monday mornings were never good for people, which meant that it was particularly bad for TJ. Travis wondered if his lover had made the connection yet.
"We'll need to work on your mental control, babe, because I'm pretty sure that everyone suddenly got horny today," he said, chuckling. Travis kissed him again, teasing the skin with his lips and teeth. "No game to play in here, TJ; I hope you know that." He needed to make sure that TJ understood, because he wouldn't play the game no matter what everyone else said and did.
"Do you know the jealous boyfriend who gets hurt and lets you do what you want? That's not me. You don't get to do what you want. You can choose to be with me or not, and if you are, then you can look, but there's no touching or kissing or even more than normal flirting with anyone else. I'm not going to argue or to fight with you." Fingers curling behind TJ's neck, he stared at his lover. "As long as we're together, you're mine, and I am going to take care of you in every way possible." He smirked. "Although it might be fun to hear you beg once in a while."