TJ didn't want to come down. He could have been deliriously happy just staying in that state of half awareness, wrapped in Travis' warmth and strength, for the rest of the day. No cravings. No worries. No judgmental voices in his head. Just, warm lassitude and his lover's solid body.
Unfortunately, that feeling never lasted as long as he wanted it to. It was probably why he was always chasing after it. Although, he couldn't remember the last time there'd been such a feeling of contentment that went with it. "If you have to ask, I must not be projecting anymore," he answered drowsily, nuzzling further into Travis' warmth. "And a little sex could probably do a lot of people in this building a world of good. So, hopefully, they acted on it."
Not that he particularly wanted to broadcast every time he was lost to mind-blowing sex. Or any other emotion.
The rest of what Travis had to say brought TJ's head up, finally, though it left him bouncing back and forth between that same odd sense of contentment and troubled confusion. Ignoring the teasing, -- if this had been any indication, it wouldn't take much for Travis to make him beg, anyway. -- he frowned. "I don't understand. You asked for exclusive when I said I didn't want the jealous boyfriend in an open relationship and I agreed." He couldn't stop the pleased shiver at the repetition of Travis using the word 'mine'. But, he didn't like having his word called into question, especially when he hadn't really looked at another man in weeks. He flirted a bit with some of the other regulars at the club, especially the friendly bartender who gave him free drinks. But, he purposely kept it to those who knew he was with Travis and wouldn't try anything. He wasn't trying to hurt Travis. "What did I do to make you doubt me?"