Jared Gaines (thatbigguy) wrote in shadows_rpg, @ 2021-10-13 17:48:00 |
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Entry tags: | #june 2018, jared, jared x ty, ty |
Who: Jared & Ty
Where: Castle View
When: Evening, Wednesday 6/20
Warning: NSFW
Driving into Point Pleasant came with a lot of mixed feelings. It was home and Jared couldn't wait to get settled in and take a shower. He and Ty had been driving for far too long this time and it had been tempting to get a room in Bangor but considering the time it took from there to here it seemed like a colossal waste of money and they were both longing to just end this trip already. So they'd endured and arrived at their rental place feeling like zombies after meeting the landlord for the keys. Jared wasn't really one for midday snoozing unless he'd been working at night, but he was more than happy to make an exception today. Even the shower he'd been longing for took some effort before they fell into bed and slept.
It wasn't quite the awesome experience he'd been dreaming of, they hadn't unpacked anything, most of their stuff was still in the U-haul and they'd ended up in sleeping bags on the borrowed bed. At least it was comfortable and Jared was pretty sure he'd be happy sleeping anywhere as long as Ty was there, cold hard ground or uncomfortably soft bed or anything in between.
It was dark out when he woke up, having shimmied out of his sleeping bag because it had gotten too hot. He felt rested at least, stretching until his feet stuck off the bed and reminded him just how god damn small everything was for a guy of his size. He curled up again, this time rolling over to Ty and shifting a little closer to him. He could stare at his face for hours so he was in no rush to wake him up, smiling to himself as he let his gaze wander over Ty's features.
Returning home had been an internal rollercoaster for Ty too, though he’d mostly been too tired to let it show. It was home, so it was a relief to be back ... but it was also a dark place he’d disappeared from for months. He had a feeling that nothing was really going to feel simple about the place for a long time, if ever again. What he knew for sure was that he loved Jared to death, and this was their home. They could figure out anything else that might happen as it came up. He fell asleep with that thought held close in his mind, and thankfully Ty didn’t dream about anything that contradicted it.
Hours later, he felt Jared shifting around, but only made it halfway out of consciousness before he dozed deeper again. It took several minutes of being watched, but eventually Ty came around again and his eyes rolled open. Jared’s face was the best vision to wake up to, and Ty smiled reflexively before he shut his eyes again. “Y’keep lookin’ at me like that, my husband’s gonna have somethin’ to say about it,” he mumbled, hoping the joke made sense outside of his fuzzy mind.
He always made Jared feel so sappy but in a way that felt oh so good and he tittered softly and snuck a little kiss on Ty's lips. "That's okay, you're worth the fight," he said, easily following Ty's lead, whether the sleepy joke made sense or not. "I'll get into fisticuffs with any man over you, send that punk my way." He briefly imagined fighting himself, or some clone version of himself, but didn't really feel like chasing the philosophical questions that path of thinking would inevitably lead to. "How'd you sleep?" he asked instead, reaching over to brush his knuckles along Ty's jaw.
“Fisticuffs,” Ty echoed with a little snicker. That was definitely a Jared word. He got a comical vision of his big man cartoon-fighting himself too and it was ridiculous enough to wake him up some more. Ty shifted in closer, pressing in against Jared and draping an arm over his waist as he made some soft whining noises. “Still asleep,” he murmured into the crook of Jared’s neck. He wasn’t though, which was unfortunate. With a little sigh, he pulled back enough to look up at Jared’s pretty face again. “I slept good. Better than crammed in the RV. You?” Their new bed actually had leg room and a decent mattress, even if they’d spent it separated in sleeping bags.
"This bed is promising," Jared said, still smiling because how could he not when Ty was so snuggly and warm against him. He lightly scratched at the back of his neck, watching him with a warm gaze. "No idea what time it is, but we're not gonna be getting anything from the car until tomorrow so we may as well sleep longer, if you want." He wasn't sleepy anymore, but snuggling was nice and if he got restless they could always keep doing that with the TV going. At least Jared hoped it worked, he did not want to have to get his own from the U-Haul and set it all up with all the hassle that came with it.
Ty had kind of forgotten that it wasn’t morning until that moment, and he turned his head to glance out the window. It was kind of dark out, so unless it was the wee hours of the morning, it was still Wednesday. Sleeping during the day was always so disorienting. So much for that dawn-to-dusk honeymoon schedule they’d developed. “Nah, think I’m awake now,” Ty murmured, his eyes coming back to his husband. “I do like bein’ in bed though ...” He reached to find the zipper on his sleeping bag and tugged it down enough to free himself, then snuggled in close to Jared again, with more skin this time. “You hungry or anything?” he mumbled.
"It's a decent bed," Jared agreed, automatically moving his hands to let them roam over Ty's hot skin, as ever soothed by the closeness to his body. "I'm a bit hungry," he murmured. "I don't think it's too late to order something, do you?" His phone was on the nightstand but getting it required letting go of Ty and that could wait another minute or two. "Or we could go out later, I'm not cooking tonight." He smooched Ty's lips a couple of times as he spoke and rubbed their noses together. "More importantly, what do you want to do?" he asked cheekily and there were a lot of things that came to mind, of course, though maybe fixing to get some food was a good place to start.
There was the eternal struggle -- stay in bed with Jared, or do literally anything else in life? A lot of the time, staying in bed seemed way more appealing, and now was another one of those. There would be so much to do in the next few days of moving in, Ty was already exhausted thinking about it, and part of him just wanted to roll over and go back to sleep with Jared spooning him. But his stomach did feel uncomfortably empty, and he would eventually have to take care of that. He stifled a yawn and shrugged one shoulder. “I dunno, depends on what time it is?” he murmured, and smirked softly. “I definitely wanna do you, we’ve got to christen the place, but ... food first?”
Oh those words and that little smirk almost had Jared convinced to do Ty first but he knew that if they stayed too long in bed, he'd only get hungrier and food would be far more hassle. "Okay, let me make sure it's not already past midnight or something," he said with a titter and stretched back to reach his phone, managing to pull it closer with the tips of his fingers so he didn't have to untangle from Ty before it was within proper reach. "Nine thirty-seven," he announced triumphantly, mostly happy he didn't have to cook something because everything was closed. "How about a Moxie Monster burger before a monster dick?" Oh it was an even worse joke out loud and he laughed a little painfully at himself as he snuggled closer to Ty again.
Ty laughed too, mostly at just how ridiculous it was, and squeezed Jared tighter for a moment. “Fully belly, full ass, sounds great,” he murmured with a lopsided grin. Ty shifted around until he could kiss his man, lingering there for a little while before he made himself pull back. If they really started making out, it would get more and more impossible to get up, and then they would only have convenience store options for food. He was hungry enough to want to avoid that if possible. “Let’s get it to go though, so we can come back and eat it naked.” He grinned at Jared before pulling back and moving to stand up. It was a shame to have to pull clothes on again, but at least he could stay comfy for a quick run to Moxie’s.
Jared dragged himself out of bed with a groan and kneeled by their luggage to see if he could find something clean to put on. The next few days were going to be so busy with settling in and all the damn laundry they needed to do, he was grateful he hadn't signed up to start working anytime soon. The harder part of it all was yet to come when they finally found a house and had to actually arrange furniture and unpack everything - also probably buy a lot of stuff. This apartment came with everything so they could live out of a suitcase for a while if they wanted to. "Want me to drive?" he asked when they were both ready to leave and damn if his stomach wasn't rumbling already.
There was a lot of work ahead of them, to settle into this place, figure out the working situation, then start looking for a more permanent home, but something in Ty already felt settled. They were home again, as fucked up as it was. If they were smart, they probably should’ve been running to the other side of the damn country, but even the idea of it didn’t feel right, and Ty knew it didn’t feel right to Jared either. He was hungry and he was hungry for Moxie’s specifically, and that just felt natural as rain. “Yeah, go for it,” he answered as they headed for the door, giving Jared’s butt an affectionate smack. “When do you think you’ll go talk to Grady?”
"I'm not sure," Jared replied. "We talked about me starting work again in August, but I wouldn't mind checking in soon just to say hi and all. I'm so happy we weren't here for that fundraiser." They'd seen some pictures of the event as well as heard of it and while there was no looming threat of a bachelor auction this time around - and they were no longer bachelors easily roped into that nonsense - Jared didn't think he would have enjoyed schmoozing at the country club. He'd much more enjoyed being far away on his honeymoon. "Grady's date was hot though, I wanna find out more," he tittered as he locked the door behind them and returned Ty's little butt-smack before they headed down the stairs.
August seemed both a hundred years in the future and right around the corner to Ty. The greedy part of him wanted endless time with Jared, for them to just be independently wealthy and be able to do whatever they wanted all the time. Unfortunately that wasn’t how the real world worked -- their world, anyway -- and Jared had to work. Especially since Ty wasn’t sure that he could go back to being a cop after all of this. He had to re-find his direction. “I know, right?” Ty exclaimed with his own snicker as he trotted down the steps. “I didn’t recognize her either, she must be new. But like ... damn, get it, Grady.” Ty was gay through and through, but he could recognize a smokeshow of a woman when he saw one. “They’re gonna end up with no bachelors left on the force to auction off.”
"That's probably the plan," Jared tittered because he was sure none of the participants had enjoyed it. The date itself hadn't been too awful, not for him anyway, but the auction... A little cringe worthy and embarrassing for sure. "It's definitely a nice bonus to this marriage," he added. "I don't have to go on dates with anyone who's not my husband and I'm real okay with that." That word still felt sweet and a little strange on his tongue, no matter how often he'd said it. Husband. It made him feel warm and fuzzy though, so the strangeness of it was in no way a bad thing. In fact it was hard to imagine himself saying 'wife' again, but then he was so intensely monogamous he couldn't imagine this ever ending.
Ty laughed a bit and shot Jared a teasing grin as they approached the car. “Oh so I see your ulterior motives now,” he playfully accused. “You just wanted to get hitched so you could avoid dating. I get it, it’s tough out there.” Ty very much knew better, but he was feeling light and happy and wanted to make a joke out of it. He was sure that Jared wouldn’t have dated again for a very long time, if Ty had never come back, maybe never. “If you think being gay-married is gonna keep the horny old ladies in this town off your back once you start working again, you’ll probably be disappointed. They’re all gonna want to convert you back.” Ty chuckled and climbed into the car. “Can’t blame them though, gotta admit I kinda miss seeing you in uniform.”
Ty was probably right about the little old ladies, they hadn't even let Jared's marriage with Sadie stop them from flirting but thankfully most of them had just been sweet about it and not too annoying. Jared tittered at that and then groaned softly, pausing his movement before starting the engine. "God, I miss seeing you in uniform," he agreed. "We'll have to get you one, just for us so I can strip you down like old times." Ty looked damn fine in uniform and it was a little sad to think he'd never wear one again. Jared had only ever known him as a cop but he was adjusting already. "I'll steal one from work," he added cheekily as he got them moving.
If Ty was being perfectly honest, he missed wearing the uniform, being a cop. He’d been pretty good at it too, in his own estimation. He just wasn’t sure that he would be up to the job anymore, if he could keep his head under the kind of pressure he knew could happen. He definitely needed more time before he went back to it, that was for sure. “I could get one of those Halloween ones,” he suggested, grinning over at Jared. “With the crop tops and little skirts. I could be a sexy cop for you.” Ty tittered a bit. It wasn’t the same and he knew it, but it was a fun mental image for a moment. Then he sighed softly. “I already know Grady’s going to ask me to come back. I don’t care who else he’s hired, I know he needs us.”
The thought of a tacky little 'sexy cop' Halloween outfit had crossed Jared's mind but he still smiled when Ty mentioned it, a smile that faded faintly a moment later. "You don't come back unless you want to come back, don't let anyone guilt you into returning prematurely," he said with an almost stern voice. He knew Ty was right, they'd been perpetually understaffed and overworked through the years and Grady needed everyone he could get, but that didn't mean he could get Ty. "You take all the time you need, I'll take care of you." He knew how hard that was for guys like them, so he added a soft, "You've more than earned it, with what you've been through."
Ty was touched by that stern husband voice, and he smiled over at his man. He loved knowing that Jared was going to take care of him in any circumstance, even against imaginary peer pressure and possibly his own poor judgement. Not that Ty thought he could be talked into going back to work immediately, but he still wasn’t sure how he would adjust to just being at home. “Yes sir,” he murmured, reaching over to rest his hand on Jared’s thigh. “You’re hot when you get all bossy, you know that?” Ty didn’t want to think about what he’d been through, especially not on a night he felt so good, and flirting was always a good diversion.
"You like that, huh?" Jared murmured with a grin as he covered Ty's hand with his own, leaving one hand on the steering wheel. He didn't need to ask, he knew Ty liked it, in bed at least and thinking about that gave him a pleasant flutter in his stomach. "I'll make sure to boss you around more often then." Especially if he caved to some weird pressure to go back to work before he was ready; Jared was more than willing to put his foot down and prevent that from happening and if boss voice didn't work, he'd have to remind Ty that he wouldn't be any help to anyone if he was still too traumatized to work. He didn't say as much tonight though, the flirting was a little obvious for what it really was, distraction from darker thoughts. Jared was fine with going along with it and he gently rubbed Ty's hand. "I like being bossy with you."
“Mmhmm, you’re good at it too,” Ty told him with a smirk. He didn’t want to get sucked down into shitty thoughts about everything he’d been through -- it was their first night back in town, they had a new place to settle into and christen, they were still madly in love and married now, they were about to fill their bellies with delicious food ... Ty just wanted to enjoy the night. He didn’t even really want to think about work, though he’d been the one to bring it up. Luckily Moxie’s wasn’t far from them, and it didn’t take the restaurant too long to get their order together. Standing around in that diner, surrounded by that familiar smell, made Ty really feel at home again. Weird how the aroma of grease and meat and fries could do that. Soon enough they were walking back into their apartment, and Ty gave a happy sigh as he toed out of his sneakers. “Hope you like a fat house husband, ‘cause I missed Moxie’s a lot,” he said, shooting Jared a little grin.
Jared locked the door behind them and kicked off his boots, laughing at Ty's words. "Oh I think I can keep you in shape," he said suggestively. "And if not, I'll buy you a gym card." He had a hard time imagining Ty with weight on, he could stand to gain a few pounds and he had already put on some of the weight he'd lost when he went missing. Jared didn't mind soft, but he didn't think Ty would feel very happy if he took it too far. "I need you in riding shape, cowboy," he added cheekily as he wandered into the apartment. "You want a beer with that burger?"
Ty laughed heartily, enjoying the happy flirty flutters in his belly, and took their food bag to the living room. Luckily the apartment was furnished, so there was a place to sit and a coffee table and a small TV. They had a better one, but it would be set up later. “Yeah, grab me one,” he answered Jared, and started unpacking their late dinners. He was sure he would keep in shape somehow, he’d never been a couch potato. Most of his adult life he’d been working too much to go to the gym a lot, but the job kept him in good shape. Now he would have to make up for the loss of it somehow, but he would figure it out. He’d need something to occupy his time anyway. Ty settled in and reached with both hands when Jared joined him, one to accept his beer and one to squeeze Jared’s ass. “Thanks, babe.”
Jared wiggled his butt at him before he sat down, sprawling comfortably as he grabbed himself some food. "Man, I'm hungry. I'm like five minutes from hangry so it's good we didn't stay in bed much longer." He leaned over and smooched Ty's cheek, then started peeling the wrappings off his burger. "Tomorrow I'll go shopping and stock up our cabinets then cook us something good." As much as he loved Moxie's, he couldn't eat fast food day after day for too long before he got sick of it and he wanted his man to eat well too. "You wanna go say hi to your mama?"
He smiled at the cheek kiss and went about getting into his own food. “Yeah, I told her I’d come by tomorrow,” Ty answered. “Might take her out to lunch, see if she needs anything done around the house.” He and his mother had talked on the phone several times while he and Jared had been roaming the country. Ty was afraid to hope for much long-term, but he really felt like their relationship had turned a corner after the wedding. It had meant so much to him that she’d come, and he hoped things didn’t revert now that they were back in Point Pleasant. Ty glanced over at him as he went to take his first bite and casually added, “Gonna make an appointment to see a doctor, too.”
Funny how something so casual could be disquieting and Jared tried not to react too visibly although something absolutely jolted inside of him. He'd let himself forget about that source of worry, hungry and distracted as he had been, and it had been blissful for that short duration it lasted. "That's good," he said, trying to stay casual and light about it. At least he had practice now, he'd been trying not to constantly fret at his husband because it didn't serve either of them if he was constantly anxious and he clung to the fact he hadn't had to push Ty to make an appointment. "You should talk to some of the others too," he reminded him, just in case modern medicine wasn't very helpful. At this point he wasn't sure what he was most afraid of; those scans showing something awful or nothing at all.
In spite of Jared’s light tone, Ty knew he was worried. He was worried too. He didn’t want to dwell on it, but he did want Jared to know that he took it seriously and he was going to get checked out. Ty nodded as he chewed, then washed the bite down with a swig of beer before he gave Jared a little smile. “I will,” he said. “I promise. It’s weird, it’s almost like I can feel them here, now that we’re back. Might just be my imagination, but ... I don’t think it is.” Ty knew that probably sounded strange, but that part didn’t feel like anything to be afraid of. It was almost comforting, knowing they were all out there. Maybe when he was done at his mom’s the next day, he would try to track one or two of them down.
Jared hated this, especially since he had no point of reference in how to handle any of it. They'd been through a lot already and usually whatever Ty was dealing with was something Jared was familiar with too but this was all so far outside his scope of reality. How could he relate to being stuck in another dimension or having a potentially supernatural altercation to his body? All he could do was be there and support Ty in any way possible and it just didn't feel like enough. What Ty was saying now was uncomfortably reminiscent of a hive mind and it was hard not to worry given how all of them had become right before they'd gone missing. "Maybe they've figured something out already," he said quietly while a part of him worried that getting closer to them would only make things worse.
“Yeah, maybe,” Ty agreed thoughtfully. “I’ll find out.” He wasn’t worried about hive minds or even really reverting back to what he’d been before Jules had sent them away. He was more concerned about what was coming down the pike, what this loss of his sense of pain meant, if any of the others had been affected in a similar way or if his body was just losing its mind, so to speak. Or if the problem was more mundane and he just had a brain tumor or some shit. That was what the doctors would hopefully be able to rule out, and they could relax about one aspect of it. More focused on eating now than talking, Ty picked up the remote and flicked on the TV to find something light for them to watch while they enjoyed their food.
Jared was good with just watching something mind-numbing for a bit as they ate and then a little longer while they let the food settle. He felt kind of at home already, even if none of his stuff was there, which said a lot about how much 'home' had become 'wherever Ty is'. As long as he was there with his husband he was content. It was nicer than the RV for sure, especially for a man of his size, and he enjoyed sprawling out on this decent enough couch for a while, glancing over at Ty every so often with a content smile. "Do you wanna go say hi to Grady soon?" he asked during one of the commercial breaks as he gathered up the food wraps to take them to the kitchen. "I think he'd be happy to see you, even if you're not going back to work."
Ty was feeling nicely full and lazy, comfortably reclined on the couch with his man and chuckling at the TV now and then. He wasn’t exactly sleepy, since they’d had a good nap, but he was certainly relaxed. He cocked a brow when Jared got up and started picking up after them. Ty really ought to help, he supposed, but he was so comfy where he was. “Yeah, soon,” he answered. “Maybe I’ll drop in tomorrow after I see mom. Just to say hello. I wonder if he’s talked to any of the others much while I’ve been gone.” Ty was considering just how much to tell Grady -- he trusted the man to believe him, but he wasn’t sure he needed two people in his life fretting over his lack of pain before he got some medical answers about it.
Jared hummed and headed for the kitchen, returning with another couple of beers for them. "Do you want me to go with you?" he asked as he settled back down and offered one to Ty as he shifted to be closer to him. "I'd like to keep a good rapport with your mom but I get it if you wanna go alone. Just let me know." He slipped an arm around Ty and leaned in to rub his nose against his cheek. They'd spent so much time together lately that it was probably healthy to do their own thing and Jared did have plenty of things to do and not a whole lot of time to do them.
“Nah it’s okay, you’ll see her soon I’m sure,” Ty said. He definitely wanted to encourage his mom and his husband to bond and care about each other, but since they’d just gotten back from being away for a long stretch, Ty was sure his mother would appreciate just seeing him first. She was making a lot of progress in accepting their marriage, he wanted to make sure she knew she would still get time alone with him. He took the beer and sipped on it as he settled in comfortably against Jared and leaned his head back against his shoulder. Ty rested his free hand on his man’s thigh and sighed contentedly. “We should have her and my aunt over for dinner sometime soon.”
"That sounds like a good idea," Jared murmured, turning his head to press a little kiss on Ty's head. "It'll be more fun when we've actually bought a place, but when we get settled in here we can have a little dinner party." He liked Ty's aunt far better than he liked his mom. Even if things had improved, he still held a little grudge for the way she had treated Ty throughout his life, and yet he was trying so hard to accept her for Ty's sake. People could change, even bigoted old ladies, and family was a complicated affair.
Ty knew his mother, and knew she would expect to see their apartment, even though it was temporary. She would probably try to give them a bunch of stuff from her own place too, though she might hold onto it until they were moving into a house and had less furniture. He was grateful that Jared didn’t judge her too harshly for her stupid opinions -- or at least he didn’t do so out loud, and he was always polite and kind to her. People changed through exposure to different ideas, and Ty had a good feeling now that his mom would evolve, the longer she saw him happy with the man he loved. He hoped so, anyway, because Jared was pretty much the only aspect of his life that was happy. Ty relaxed into watching TV again for a little while, idly rubbing at Jared’s leg, then tilted his head to look up at him with a little smirk. “Your food feel settled yet?” he murmured.
Jared could practically feel that smirk without looking at Ty and he kept his gaze on the TV, smiling knowingly. "Oh I'm getting there," he murmured, moving his hand from Ty's shoulder to gently rub at his head. "How 'bout you? Hungry for something else?" He wasn't very invested in the program that was on; it was just a mindless thing to watch while they relaxed, a nice way to not have to think or make conversation. They'd yet to christen the bed and tonight felt like the perfect time to do so.
He loved feeling that big hand against his skull, and Ty nuzzled his head into it a bit more. He rubbed his own hand against Jared’s inner thigh as a smile crossed his face. “Been thinking about a nice creamy dessert, yeah,” he murmured, then gave a little snicker. Ty had never truly appreciated corny flirtations until he’d gotten together with Jared. Now he could make dad jokes and find them genuinely hot. Or maybe he was just super into his man. Ty shifted a bit and tilted his head further, moving his hand up to turn Jared’s face so he could kiss him, not about to be ignored.
The ignoring was only fun for a few seconds and truly, Jared wasn't ignoring him in more than play. Every cell of his body was tuned into Ty now and he jokingly kept his gaze on the TV even as Ty turned his head, then snickered as he finally looked at him. "I'm trying to watch this dumb show," he murmured before kissing Ty, as if he really gave a shit about what was on TV. "So demanding," he added, the words slightly muffled by Ty's lips. He kept rubbing at his head, closing his eyes as he deepened the kiss and he was definitely in the mood for some creamy dessert too.
Ty hummed an ‘mmhmm’ against Jared’s lips, internally amused. They were both needy as fuck with each other, for good and crazy reasons at the same time, and Ty didn’t feel a lick of guilt about it. “I’m a high maintenance husband, you’re gonna find out,” he murmured in between kisses, grinning faintly before tasting Jared’s tongue again. Really though, how could he not crave his man all the time? He was amazing and sexy and Ty loved him so much his chest hurt. He had a feeling their ‘honeymoon phase’ was going to last for years. Ty nibbled at Jared’s bottom lip, his hand dropping to stroke that thick thigh again.
"Oh no," Jared drawled. "How am I gonna handle that?" He'd all but forgotten what he'd been watching, his entire focus on Ty's lips and that warm hand on his thigh. As Ty deepened the kiss he couldn't really hear the TV anymore, just his own breathing mingled with Ty's and the soft sounds of skin rubbing against fabric. No longer feigning reluctance, he felt almost impatient for more, pulling gently on Ty's hand and nudging at his shoulder to try to guide him onto his lap.
The TV was just distant background noise to Ty, and he could tell that Jared was fully with him too, in spite of the teasing. Without breaking the kiss too much, Ty shifted his position and straddled Jared’s lap, settling in like it was the most natural thing in the world. It was, by this point. It still blew his mind a little, how absent his sex drive had been all those months, only to come roaring back for Jared. Ty guessed it made sense considering the circumstances, but he was just so grateful that some things felt normal again. He slipped his arms around Jared’s bit shoulders and kissed him deeply, letting that warmth spread throughout his body.
Ty always fit so perfectly on his lap, Jared felt like they were made for each other and he wrapped his arms around him to hold him tightly, making a soft, content sound into the kiss. He held on for a bit, then slowly moved his hands down Ty's back until he could cup his ass, pulling him closer to his groin. Kissing Ty never failed to wake his cock up and it was already half hard, craving more friction. Jared could wait, but that didn't mean he didn't want Ty closer, pressed against him as far as he could go. He let their tongues roll together, then nibbled on Ty's lip before deepening the kiss again, drinking him in and idly rocking his hips up a little against him.
Jared was so effortlessly sexy, big and broad and warm in every sense of the word, and Ty always found it so easy to relax into arousal with him. He sometimes wondered where he would be if they hadn’t kissed that night by the fire. Considering how the past several months had gone, Ty didn’t even want to consider it. He couldn’t imagine coming back home to no one, trying to rebuild his life alone. It made his chest feel tight with gratitude, which just made him want Jared even more. Ty rubbed at the back of his neck, fingers lightly scratching in the short hair there as he rolled his hips down against Jared’s. His own cock was filling out in the front of his soft pants, and feeling Jared’s hardon under him and those strong hands on his ass sped up that process.
Jared broke the kiss eventually and lightly scraped his teeth against Ty's chin, smiling at him as he pulled back. "Any requests?" he drawled, giving Ty's ass a little squeeze. "I'm all yours for the rest of the night, to use however you see fit." His own imagination was kind of limited to fucking Ty but he was open to suggestions, as long as it involved them being all tangled up and sated. "Do you want me to fuck you?" he added, pressing a little kiss on Ty's lips. "That ass is so fucking tempting." He huffed contently as he gave him another squeeze and god he loved Ty's perfect ass and the way it felt in his grip.
Ty made an intrigued noise that turned into a low laugh as Jared inserted his own request, more or less. Not that Ty was going to suggest anything too far off from that. This was their new home and they needed to fill it with pleasure and good memories right off the bat. “I pretty much always want you to fuck me, baby,” he murmured as he kissed his way over to the side of Jared’s neck. Ty nuzzled and smooched for a moment, then sat back to meet his eyes. “How ‘bout we go into the bedroom and get a little less clothed and see how it goes, hmm?” he purred with a little smirk. Ty shifted backward off of Jared’s lap, reaching down to give his crotch a quick squeeze before he got too far away.
Jared tittered at that squeeze before he followed Ty once he was off his lap. He missed him already, it was such a perfect position to be in, but the thought of being even closer and naked was enough to make that mild regret fade away. He smacked Ty's ass as he followed him to the bedroom, then wrapped his arms around his chest from behind once they were in there, pulling him close to his chest and nibbling gently on his neck. "I love you so fucking much," he whispered, giving him another squeeze before letting his hands stray over his chest, rubbing at his nipples through the thin cotton fabric of his shirt.
He adored it when Jared enveloped him like that, and Ty leaned back into him, head tilted to one side. He gave a hum and rotated his hips to grind his ass a bit against Jared’s bulge. “I love you more,” he murmured, a grin crossing his face. No one ever won that argument, but it was still fun to start it sometimes. Ty’s nipples hardened under the attention, and he pulled away enough to tug his shirt up and off. He turned and tossed it at Jared as he backed up toward the bed, enticing him along. Ty’s hand strayed down to toy with himself through his pants as he got a knee up on the mattress. “Take your clothes off, if you love me so fucking much,” he said playfully.
God he was a sight and Jared stared at him with open admiration as he immediately began peeling his own clothes off. It was one of the easiest ways he'd ever had to prove his love and once he was naked he spread his arms and slowly turned in a circle. "This is how much I love you," he drawled and once he was facing Ty again he stepped closer and reached down to stroke his erect cock both for his own pleasure and for Ty to enjoy watching. "If you love me, get those damn pants off," he added in much the same playful tone. "I wanna see all of you."
Ty had spent most of his adult life with high confidence in his looks, but he didn’t think he’d ever felt quite so hot as when Jared looked at him like that. He watched his man drop his clothes and grinned at the little turn-around he did, like he was a brand new car in a showroom or something. “That’s a helluva lot of love, big man,” Ty murmured through his smile as he watched Jared touch himself. That was something he could do all night, but Ty wanted more, so he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his pants and pushed them down, then flopped onto the bed to make himself comfortable. He splayed his legs to give Jared a good view and started lazily stroking his own cock.
"God damn," Jared growled, the hunger in his eyes growing more intense as he watched Ty. "Now that just belongs on a hot calendar," he said cheekily before moving up on the bed to join Ty, crawling up toward him and then over him, straddling his thighs and pressing his hands into the mattress on either side of his shoulders. "I'm gonna have to get myself a Ty calendar when I go back to work, feel like you're always with me." It was such a stupid notion but he thought Ty knew what he meant and he definitely wouldn't have a sexual picture hanging up in his squad car. "Fuck I'm gonna miss you at work," he added before ducking down to kiss Ty, not really wanting to wallow in that thought, not when he had a whole buffet of sexy right beneath him.
Ty tittered before their lips met, picturing a whole calendar of himself doing cheesy sexy poses in the nude, with some well-placed props covering his junk. He tried to picture Grady’s face if Jared did hang such a thing up, and snickered some more into the kiss. “Sorry,” he mumbled, grinning close to Jared’s lips. “I’m gonna miss you too. I’m just picturing my calendar now.” He wrapped his arms around Jared and focused on kissing him, his hips rocking slowly to rub their erections together. That hot, velvety skin always felt so good against his own. He wanted it in his mouth in the near future, but for now it felt good to be pinned underneath his big sexy man.
That made Jared snicker a bit into the kiss and he delighted in making Ty laugh, during sex or not. It had always been satisfying, but these days it meant even more, considering what his man had been through and how much trauma he still had to work through. "It'd be a damn fine calendar," he murmured against Ty's lips between kisses, shifting his balance onto one hand so he could move the other to stroke Ty's chest. Much like Ty he didn't think Grady would appreciate it hanging up in the station but he knew better than to bring up his boss during sexy happy times. Instead he focused on the way Ty felt underneath him, against him, the taste of him and the way he was rubbing up against him. He found a nipple and tweaked it gently before drawing his blunt fingernails down along Ty's stomach.
Jared’s touch always did wonderful things to his insides, and Ty’s humor faded, replaced by that honey-thick arousal that felt so damn good these days. He forgot all about calendars as a warm little shiver ran up his spine. Kissing Jared hungrily again, Ty pulled one of his legs free to hook it around Jared’s hip and pull him in closer. He pressed his fingertips into the muscle of Jared’s back and gave a soft groan in the back of his throat. He wanted everything at once all of the sudden -- to be fucked, to have Jared filling his mouth, to bury his cock in him, all of it. More than anything he wanted his man as close to him as possible. Ty slipped one hand between them to rub and tease at both of their cocks while their tongues danced together.
Jared could feel the mood changing and it was easy to leave everything else behind as his arousal ramped up and his hunger for his husband increased. He groaned into the kiss as Ty wrapped his hand around their cocks and for a little while he was content with just that, the touching and stroking and kissing. It was almost like meditation, sinking into a different headspace, becoming more in tune with his body and his desires as well as Ty's body and desires which he could practically feel vibrating in the air between them. He didn't love breaking the spell of the moment but he had to as he pulled back a bit and asked with a pained smile, "Do you know where we packed the lube?" They hadn't brought much luggage in with them tonight but the last thing he felt like doing was rummaging through their suitcases.
The practicalities hadn’t even crossed Ty’s mind, and he let out a soft groan as he opened up hazy eyes. “Um ...” Ty squeezed their cocks as he squinted and tried to remember. Damn, didn’t they know by now that the lube needed to be unpacked first and left in easy reach of the bed? “Think it’s in with the bathroom stuff.” They had a toiletries bag that he’d just plopped down on the bathroom counter before their nap, and he was fairly certain the little bottle of magic was in there. Jared was in a better position to get up and get it, so Ty didn’t move, unable to make himself pull his hand away from where he was touching both of them.
Jared groaned, dropping his head down against Ty's shoulder for a moment before forcing himself to move. "Well that wasn't smart of us," he murmured with a faint smile before kissing Ty and pushing himself off of him. "Stay right here, don't move a muscle. I'll be right back." Running with a hard-on was not his favorite activity but it was for a worthy cause so he rushed to the bathroom and rummaged around until he found the lube, then hurried back to the bedroom. Already he missed Ty's hand on his cock and the heat of his body against his own so he was quick to crawl up on the bed. This time he knelt between his legs however, slipping his fingers in with Ty's hand to stroke his cock.
Ty was disobedient and moved several muscles, stretching a bit while Jared was gone, still lazily playing with his own cock. It was never as much fun alone though, so he was more than happy when his husband returned. He tucked one hand behind his head, drinking in the sight of Jared’s body on display in front of him. Both of their grips around his cock felt good, and Ty smeared a bit of precum around the head just to tease himself while Jared stroked the shaft. “Fuck, you get me so hard,” he murmured before biting into his bottom lip. He dipped his hand lower to squeeze and toy with his balls, letting Jared take over the rest.
Jared could feel just how hard he made him and knowing he was the one causing it never failed to be a thrill. "So hard and so hot," he all but purred, slowly stroking Ty and using his precum as lubrication for now. "I want to worship your whole body," he added with a crooked smile, slipping his free hand down between them, past Ty's hand to give his hole a teasing little rub. "Getting crowded down here," he said, moving a little closer and nudging Ty's legs further apart. "Think there's space for one more?" His own cock was almost fully hard now, the little venture to the bathroom not enough to discourage it and between all the things Jared wanted to do, sinking into Ty's body was on top of the list.
His hand left his balls to reach for Jared’s cock as it got closer, wanting to stroke him too while he could. The hot smooth skin wrapped around all that hardness made his insides feel throbby and needy, and he rocked his hips to encourage Jared’s exploring fingers. “Always room for you, baby,” Ty murmured, gazing up at him with hooded, glazed eyes. Aware that his arm was still in the way, Ty let him go completely and stretched his hands over his head to push against the headboard, spreading his thighs wider to give Jared all the room he needed.
"That's what I wanted to hear," Jared replied in a quiet drawl, giving him a lazy, crooked smile as he poured some lube onto his fingers and dipped back down to rub at Ty with more purpose. "I love the way you take me, the way I fit inside you just right." He pressed a finger inside as he spoke, feeling the heat of Ty's body as it yielded to him and god he wished it was his cock already, hard and needy as it was. "That what you want tonight, baby? To take me all inside?" He knew the answer already, could see the hunger in Ty's eyes plain as day, but it was always sexy as fuck to hear it from his lips, in that sweet, sexy voice of his.
Jared’s fingers felt nothing but good now, every time, and Ty gave a little groan at that delicious stretching sensation. Part of him wanted to skip all the warm up and just take Jared’s cock immediately, but he knew that could do damage he couldn’t feel. He had to be patient with himself. The wait was worth it so Jared wouldn’t fret ... plus it was just a hot tease to have that thick finger inside of him. He rocked his hips, slow and wanton, and bit his lip briefly as he stared down at his man. “Fuck yeah, I do,” Ty purred. “I want that big thick cock to fill me up, balls deep in this tight little ass ...” He tilted his head back a bit and closed his eyes, trying to relax his body so they could actually get to that part.
Ty was no blushing virgin and he knew how to take a big cock but Jared still played it safe despite the fact he could almost feel Ty's body thrumming with impatience. It didn't make him feel like rushing, it was hot in its own way and it made him want to tease him a little, prolong it more than he had to. He decided not to because he was a little impatient too, so he just worked his fingers inside of him while lightly stroking his cock, watching Ty's precum pool around the tip. "I always want to take pictures of you like this," he murmured low and quiet. "Wish I had a shred of artistic expression in me to do you justice, baby."
Ty enjoyed being teased as long as he knew there would be payoff at the end, and he knew that Jared wasn’t going to leave him hanging. It was all just a hot build up to the intense pleasure that was coming, and Ty let out a low moan as a mental picture of what photos of him might look like in that moment. Maybe someday he would get a boudoir photo session done as a gift to Jared or something. If he could find a photographer anywhere willing to do it. “They don’t have to be artistic,” Ty murmured, grinning faintly up at the ceiling. “You take pics of me anytime you want, baby.” It probably wouldn’t be right then, since Jared’s hands were lubed and occupied, but Ty didn’t mind his husband having some personal porn of him in his phone.
Jared snickered at that, now picturing some amateur porn like pictures that in no way did Ty justice but would absolutely suffice to get him off. He just hoped he never had to use those, that Ty would always be around and not ditch him for a weekend or worse. "Hope you don't regret that when I fill up my phone," he drawled before ducking down to lick that tempting drop of precum that just formed on the tip of Ty's cock. He would have to be very careful with pictures like that, being a cop made him far more paranoid than many others but Ty was oh so worth the risks. "You like the thought of me looking at your dirty pictures?" he teased. "Distracted and horny in a cruise car on a slow night?"
He’d already sent Jared a few sexy shots over the course of their relationship, and Ty trusted him to keep them locked in his phone. He wondered vaguely if Jared had ever looked at them while he’d been gone, but Ty knew better than to ask. It was much less of a downer to frame it in the current time, and the thought of Jared jerking off over him while he was out on duty had always been a turn on for him. The lick sent a little shiver through Ty, and he felt his body getting even more impatient, hungry for more than Jared’s fingers. “Uh huh,” he moaned. “That’s when you need to text me, and I’ll send you something hot in real time.” Ty lifted his head to flash him a little smile.
Jared knew that if he actually texted Ty under those circumstances, he'd be absolutely useless on shift, but tonight in the safety and privacy of their own home, it was just hot to think about jerking off to Ty's pictures, sent to him real time - maybe even a video chat. It was nowhere near as sexy as the real thing but something about the idea and the taboo of it fired him up. "I'll hold you to that," he murmured, pushing himself up over Ty's body to kiss his lips as he withdrew his fingers. "Right now I just want you right here, right now, just like this," he drawled and nipped lightly on Ty's bottom lip as he rubbed his cock against him. "You ready for me, baby?"
They’d been spending so much time together since Ty had come home, he knew it was going to be a hard adjustment when Jared went back to work. They’d never gotten that risque while he’d been on the job before, but Ty had been working too and they hadn’t just been through a hellish separation for months, so who knew what kind of yearning they would end up with for one another once they were back to adult life. That bridge would come soon enough though, and Ty wanted to focus on the here and now, like Jared said. He shifted his legs to wrap loosely around Jared’s pelvis, kissing him back between heavier breaths. “So ready,” Ty whispered huskily back, already rocking his hips against the tantalizing warmth of Jared’s cock. “Fuck me, baby, I need you.”
Jared couldn't resist those words any more than he could resist his husband and it felt good to hear he was needed - and hot in this context. He reached down to align himself properly, then slowly pushed inside, focusing on every detail of the way it felt to have Ty's body open up to him and squeeze his cock. His bisexual brain almost had him saying Ty was so wet for him and realizing how that didn't fit the occasion made him grin faintly, though it was brief and soon replaced with a slack jaw and glazed eyes. "Fuck, you feel good," he groaned as he bottomed out within the slick heat and dipped his head down to nip at Ty's lip again. "I just wanna fuck you forever."
There was no feeling like that first thrust, especially at the pace Jared usually delivered it. Ty’s breath caught as his body accepted his husband, a slow wave of pleasure running up his spine. There was never any pain anymore, and while Ty knew Jared was worried about that, moments like this made him actually enjoy it. Ty’s fingers dug into the muscle of Jared’s shoulders and he groaned a bit at that light nibble. “Fuck yes,” he exhaled, eyes rolling closed. Fucking forever actually felt possible right then, and Ty wanted it, to just live in that moment for the rest of eternity. Gripping Jared’s waist with his thighs, he started to rotate his hips to feel every delicious inch of cock while they both adjusted.
It did feel possible to last for a long time while Jared went as slow as he was going, like he could draw it out for hours if he was just patient - but he rarely was. It was fine for now, savoring every iota of pleasure, paying attention to every little thing he could feel, but he knew it wouldn't last. The pleasure always won out with the urgency for more, but he could stall for a little bit, roll his hips slowly, go still for a moment when Ty moved against him just to enjoy the way that felt. "You feel like you were made for me," he groaned softly before kissing Ty deeply, rolling his hips again and grinding down against Ty.
That was the thing about pleasure -- it wanted to grow exponentially once it really got going. Ty was good with the slow indulgent pace for a while though. It wasn’t like he was going to get sore anymore. With enough lube, he really could get fucked for as long as Jared could take it. In that moment, he felt like he wanted that until he literally passed out from pleasure. They fucked pretty often, still firmly entrenched in their honeymoon phase, but Ty never felt like he’d had his fill for very long. “I was,” he breathed in between kisses, raking his short nails down Jared’s back as their bodies moved together. It was silly and overly romantic, but he felt like he truly was with the man he was meant to be with. “You’re so perfect ... I’m yours ...” Ty nipped at Jared’s bottom lip and groaned.
The words gave Jared a thrill, overly romantic or not. He liked the idea that Ty was really made for him, that they were meant to be together, that their love and life was woven together in some cosmic thread of meant-to-be. His wordless sigh of approval mingled with Ty's groan and he deepened the kiss again, his hips jerking a bit with the eagerness to start moving. "Maybe I was made for you," he whispered. "No. We were made for each other. I'm with you for eternity, baby." He smiled before kissing him again, straining not to go too fast just yet though he'd picked up the pace a little already.
Even that small change in pace brought a sharper pleasure, and Ty made another sound deep in his throat as they kissed. He’d been such a skeptic of love for most of his life, dumb and cynical to avoid getting hurt. Jared had changed everything. And even though his logic didn’t believe in fate or soulmates or any of that pretty stuff most of the time, in moments like this he absolutely did. There was something so powerful about being connected to the man he loved like this. Ty moved restlessly under Jared, rocking his hips up needily as his body got hungrier for more. Everything felt so good, but he wanted Jared’s cock deeper and harder. “I love you,” he murmured, one hand moving up to clutch at the back of Jared’s neck.
"I love you," Jared echoed in a whisper and that grip on his neck just heightened his pleasure, Ty's hands were so strong and warm, he couldn't get enough of them anywhere on his body but his neck was a soft spot for sure, one that could soothe him or arouse him in equal measures depending on the occasion. He'd always believed in love, had craved it and been unable to imagine living without it, yet this thing with Ty had exceeded all his hopes and expectations; he'd never thought he could love someone this much - or feel this loved by someone.
The words could be trite and overused, but they always meant so much coming from Jared. Ty had never known anyone as big-hearted as his husband, and it felt so good to know Ty took up a lot of room in that big heart. Ty loved him with everything he had, even when it didn’t feel like enough. At the moment it was perfect, love flowing between them in that intangible way that still affected everything inside them, and Ty sank into the warmth of riding that wave of love and pleasure that he was so hooked on. He kissed Jared as much as he could with the way his breathing was escalating, clinging to him as delicious pressure built in his core.
It was getting to that predictable point where Jared couldn't really go slow anymore and he felt too heady with pleasure to really care. His hips did what they wanted to do and he felt in tune with Ty's body as he started thrusting, building up that mind numbing pleasure that felt like it spread throughout his body like heat. "Fuck, I love you," he panted, no longer attempting to kiss Ty, too eager for oxygen, so he moved to nibble on his shoulder instead, sucking at the spot between his neck and shoulder. He could probably slow down again, rein it in, but it felt like they were both escalating and he just didn't want to stop.
Ty would never get sick of hearing that deep voice in his ear, ragged with pleasure. It always heightened things for him, and the slide of Jared’s cock was feeling better and better. Ty loved feeling his teeth on his skin too, and his hand slid further up to briefly clutch in Jared’s hair as his eyes rolled back and he groaned wantonly. His balls were feeling high and tight, and the friction of Jared’s body against his aching cock was good ... but not enough. Ty rode that line for a little while, but eventually that restless need for More won out, and he pushed at Jared’s shoulders. “Touch me while you fuck me,” he breathed. He needed one of their hands on his cock soon, and he preferred it be Jared’s.
Jared pushed up and spat in his hand before reaching between them, not in the mood to tease or keep Ty waiting. Stroking Ty's cock while he fucked him always made it feel like it was an extension of himself, especially when he matched the rhythm and that feeling was true of so many other things too. Ty felt like a part of him now and losing him was like losing a piece of his soul. "You're perfect," he whispered breathlessly as he worked his palm over Ty's cock and rubbed at the head with his thumb. "I wish I could suck you while I fuck you."
An ‘oh fuck’ slipped past Ty’s lips as soon as Jared’s hand wrapped around him, and his pleasure wound up tighter inside of him. Those hot whispered words barely made sense to him, but they didn’t need to -- that deep sexy voice only amplified what he was already feeling. Ty just groaned in answer, his hips rocking desperately now, both to fuck up into that strong fist and to pull Jared’s cock as deeply into him as he could. Jared was always so fucking good at doing both, where it almost felt like Ty was fucking himself. He reached up to plant his hands against the headboard as the pleasure got more intense and he got close to the edge. “Fuck ... fuck yeah, I’m so close,” he gasped, more as encouragement than warning.
Jared wanted to watch him come, just drink in the sight of him, those straining muscles and that blissed out look on his face. God he was beautiful and Jared was so wound up by now that every little bit just sent him closer to his own edge. He kept a steady rhythm, angling his thrusts just so in a way he knew felt good, his hand keeping up with each move, his grip slick and tight on Ty's cock. "Give it to me," he groaned and dipped his head down to lick at Ty's nipple. "Gonna lick every drop of it up." God he wanted to fold himself in two and feel Ty come right on his tongue but it was too damn awkward so he'd make do with licking him clean after. It was always a powerful turn-on already to come inside of him.
Ty had lost all coherent thought, all of his being focused on the physical sensations pummeling his body, and it was goddamn glorious. He pushed against the headboard, matching Jared’s rhythm without thinking about it to meet those thrusts and make them even harder. Ty’s back arched as he strained and groaned until he peaked, his eyes rolling closed as his entire body shuddered hard under Jared. He throbbed around Jared’s cock while his own pulsed in his grip, sending hot cum splashing up his torso. Ty moaned and panted wordlessly as he rode the wave of pleasure for as long as he could, hips still bucking for more of his man’s cock. He knew Jared wouldn’t be far behind him, he could feel it, but the greediest part of Ty wished moments like this could be never-ending.
Jared was true to his word, ducking down to lap up some of that cum off Ty's stomach, keeping a loose grip on his cock as he kept thrusting, savoring the way Ty's body tightened around him and shook against him. Every moan from his husband seemed to go straight to his dick and he wanted to stay in this moment as long as he could, mindless with pleasure, reduced down to the most basic of thoughts. He didn't try to prolong his climax, but he tried to maintain it when it hit, like if he clung hard enough, moved just right, he could stay at that peak, shaking and moaning, his body taut like a wire. Moments later it was over and he already wanted it back, even if most of him just wanted to collapse and sprawl out to bask in the afterglow. He stopped moving save for the little twitches in his muscles and grinned down at Ty as he caught his breath.
Still riding high from his own orgasm, Ty forced his eyes open to watch Jared’s take him over. Fuck, he was so beautiful when he lost all control like that. Jared could accuse Ty of being beautiful all he wanted, but he wasn’t the only gorgeous one in their bed, that was for sure. Ty let go of the headboard to caress Jared’s broad chest as he came, murmuring nonsense encouragement while his own body still throbbed deliciously around that needy cock. It was damn good, as always, and he returned Jared’s grin with a crooked one of his own. “You’re so fuckin’ hot,” he murmured fuzzily, his hand moving to the back of Jared’s neck. Ty pulled him down into a kiss, unmindful of how messy he was.
Jared didn't care if they were messy, sex was messy and messy was good in that context. He happily let himself be pulled down, pressing against Ty's body as he kissed him back greedily. He always loved it when Ty gave him any kind of compliment and they were bountiful coming from his man yet they never got old. It wasn't so much the words that made him happy but the way Ty said them and the way he looked at him. He could compliment him without words just with that warm gaze of his and Jared ate all of it up. "You're hot," he murmured against Ty's lips, not capable of anything more eloquent than a cute retort at the moment.
Ty tittered through his nose and kept kissing his husband until he felt too squished and sticky for complete comfort. It took a while. Before they had to move, Ty slid his arms around Jared to hug him tight, giving a little groan as he did so. “I love you more than anything,” he murmured to him, turning his head to kiss the side of Jared’s face. “Let’s clean up and go to bed. Now that we christened the bedroom.” Ty snickered softly and loosened his grip so Jared could actually move.
Jared pushed himself off him and pulled up, grinning as he looked down at their sticky bodies. "Definitely shower time," he all but purred. "And maybe clean sheets time too." He glanced around but it seemed most of the mess was on them save for a little wet spot in the sheets. "I'll deal with it," he said and rubbed at Ty's leg before shuffling away to get off the bed, offering Ty a hand up when he was on his feet. "I think it goes without saying that I love you most of all out of everything."
He was grateful Jared could deal with the wet spot, because Ty didn’t feel like trying to find spare sheets for the bed. They had a lot of unpacking to do the next day, even for a place that had come with all the furniture already present. That was something to worry about in the morning though. He took Jared’s hands to haul himself up with a chuckling sort of groan. “It may go without saying, but I do love to hear it,” he murmured. Ty wrapped Jared in a hug and kissed him on the lips for a lingering moment before he pulled away to head to the bathroom to wash up and finish their night.