Naughty business - loads of cursing so ... proceed w/ caution if you're not into that. K? K :)

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Avi - So Kirstie is coming back to LA soon  Me & Kev talked it out & thought maybe we could meet at her apartment and maybe try arranging something.

Avi - you know to see if it works

Avi - if it still is there, I mean.

Avi - you know what i’m trying to say

Mitch - when you say ‘we’...

Avi - Scott, too. texting him next.

Mitch - He’s with me. We’re both in.

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Two hours later and they were curled up under a blanket together on the couch watching a movie. Scott was behind Mitch and Wyatt was curled up as close to Mitch as he could get. It was simple and easy, but it was perfect. Scott didn’t seem to want to let go of him for anything and he was certainly not complaining. He was snuggled in and happier than he had been in way too long. He’d had so many dreams and daydreams about what it would be like to actually have Scott as his own and so far it was exceeding expectations.

“Babe? Do you think we should tell the others?” He played with Scott's fingers a bit.

Scott kissed the back of his head in response, basically speaking into his hair. “Whatever you want to do. They already hate me so it’s not like they can hate me much more than they already do. It’s whatever you feel comfortable with.”

“I just don’t want them to judge you for it or me for that matter. No. You know what, I actually don’t give a shi† what they think, I just don’t want any excuses for more arguments. It’s like they’re just searching for reasons to stay mad.”

Scott released a sigh and tightened his hold on Mitch just a bit. “Maybe we should just take things slow and feel it out?”

Mitch’s neck twisted  to look at Scott. “You mean between us?” He was concerned and also a bit confused.

Scott just looked at him for a moment before laughing. “Oh, hell no. Now that I have you there is no way I’m going to be able the take anything slower than necessary and the only feeling things out that will be happening  is me feeling you, so um yeah no. I just meant figuring out what to do about the others.”

Mitch laughed. “You really want in my pants that bad?”

Scott smiled sweetly at him. “You have noooo ideaaaaaa. I’m literally having to make a conscious effort to keep from attacking you.”

Mitch smirked, his mind already made up. He wanted Scott and there was no reason to wait any longer. “Why?” He slid his tongue along the top of his bottom lip.

Scott’s own lips pressed together and he squeezed Mitch even tighter as he whined. “Donnnn’t use your superpowers of seduction for evil! You know I suck at self control.”

Mitch just laughed, his eyes crinkling in happiness before he shifted to lay on his back next to him, not even bothering to care that it pushed Wyatt from his super comfy spot. He put his wrist behind his head to prop it up a bit and narrowed his eyes in a way that caused Scott’s chest to fill with warmth and his breath to pick up.

“Sometimes a girl’s gotta play dirty to get what she wants” he gnawed at his bottom lip, exploiting Scott’s confessed weakness.

Scott watched him with a grin, rose creeping up his neck to color his face as well. “I’m trying to be a gentleman here, but you are not making  this easy. I haven't even taken you on an actual date yet! ”

Mitch finally sighed in frustration and decided it was time to take matters into his own hands. He sat up, tossing the blanket off of them, and before Scott realized what was happening, the smaller man had him on his back and was straddling his hips, looking down at him triumphantly.

“As far as I'm concerned the entirety of last weekend in New York was one amazing date. I’m not some dainty little flower and I know you sure as hell aren’t shy, so what’s your drama?! It’s not like 11 years is rushing things. You know I want you, so what the hell are you waiting for? If you need an invitation…” He ground his hips down and pressed against Scott in the most perfect way.

Scott groaned and leaned up a bit as he pulled Mitch down by the neck, tasting the lingering hint of chardonnay on the tongue that was sliding against his own. Any dream/daydream/imagining had nothing on the real thing. Mitch was quite the skilled kisser, but then again he knew he'd had a lot of practice. That thought caused a bit of a possessive demon to rise inside of him and he grunted a bit like a caveman (which he would be %10000 embarrassed by later when reflecting) and slid his hands down to Mitch's ass, pulling him down against him and sitting them both up so he could get better leverage.

Mitch moaned into his mouth and Scott really wanted to go all Alpha and tattoo his own name on the soft skin so that everyone would know who he belonged to, but he settled for focusing on his neck instead.

Mitch gave a couple of weak protests, knowing he was going to look like a damη spotted leopard the way Scott was going, but it honestly just felt too good to really care. Besides, being marked and claimed by Scott Hoying wasn't exactly something to be ashamed of.

The Italians body buzzed with the high of it. He wanted everything, all of it, all of HIM. He wanted to be completely dismantled by the man attached to his neck. He barely registered the sound of his own voice all but begging for it. He gasped slightly as Scott somehow managed to wrap an arm around his waist and with his other free arm had Mitch on his back now beneath him.

He felt a mixture of horny as hell and completely vulnerable. It was the oddest sensation.

It was the way Scott was staring down at him. He was still completely clothed but felt totally exposed. Scott knew him better than anyone else in the world, and just looked at him as if he were some beautiful treasure. He managed to balance just on the edge of emotional and gave Scott a reassuring smile, but Scott seemed frozen for the moment.

"You ok?" He reached up to the beautiful jawline and traced the tip of his finger up his cheek and finally rest his hand there.

Scott smiled a bit. "More than. Just nervous and a bit scared. I mean, I'm no virgin," he rolled his eyes "but I don't want to disappoint you." His voice got so quiet, caught somewhere between embarassed for confessing and also the ever present need to be honest with his best friend.

Mitch raised an eyebrow and his mouth hung open a bit in genuine surprise and confusion. He started to say something but Scott interrupted him.

"I mean, I've never had complaints, but you know how there are people you like and are super attracted to and then you get them in bed and it just... doesn't... " he made a face.

Mitch knew exactly what he was talking about, but knew without a doubt that wouldn't be them.

"I just-"

"I swear that is not going to be how it is with us. We aren’t strangers, we know each other too well and you are too insanely gorgeous to disappoint. So stop overthinking! Just take off your fu¢king clothes and make me inform the entire building who I belong to."

The blonde blushed again, and Mitch couldn't help but laugh.

It was only seconds later that Scott put his strength on display and had Mitch in his arms as he got to his feet. Mitch's legs wrapped around his waist, and their mouths attached as he made his way blindly towards the bedroom. He miraculously managed without any casualties. He set Mitch gently on the edge of the bed and pulled off his own shirt immediately after. Mitch let his eyes drink it all in but decided he wanted more. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of Scott's basketball shorts and tried to tug him closer.

"You know good things come to those who wait." Scott said amused.

"Keyword ¢um, now give mommy what she wants." Mitch tugged at the shorts again as he looked up through his lashes into blue eyes.

"You're so bossy." He pushed them down and off and stood there in only his boxer briefs for Mitch's eyes to feast on, but of course that still wasn’t enough for the eager Italian. He reached out and yanked the remaining fabric from his hips and down to his ankles. His eyes sparkled with appreciation as he sat back to look him over.

"Your turn" Scott grabbed at his tee and they both got it off of him. Scott’s eyes traveled over him. He’d been wanting a piece of that body ever since he’d gotten a glimpse in the hot tub in New York. The gym had clearly been a happy place for Mitch. Scott felt a bit like it was Christmas.

Mitch laughed a bit as he watched Scott just stare, a darkness taking over his features. He leaned back on his elbows to give hungry eyes a perfect view. Hands reached to his sweats and they, along with his briefs, were tugged down hastily and pulled off of his legs. Then Scott was on him.  

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Things progressed quickly after that. Hands roamed greedily, mouths tasted happily. He’d wanted Mitch in his mouth, to feel his weight on his tongue, to taste him, but someone had other ideas. He really couldn’t complain about it as he pressed himself back into the pillows, Mitch’s mouth doing the most sinful, yet heavenly things to him. It took every bit of willpower not to come undone too quickly, but finally he whispered out his name and those lashes lifted and those lips slipped backward and off.

As he watched the man he loved sit on his knees in front of him, he realized he never wanted anything more in his life. Well, maybe Beyonce' but even that was arguable. He wrapped him in his arms as he melded their mouths once again. He lifted and had him laid out in no time. He watched his face, the tongue that darted out every now and then, those teeth that dug into his lips. He reveled in the beautiful and sometimes filthy words and sounds that escaped his love as he worked to prepare him for what was to come.

When Mitch’s whines became almost desperate, he crawled up his body and kissed him completely breathless once again. He locked eyes with his lover as he slid inside ever so slowly.

“I love you.” He didn’t mean for those words to escape him in a whisper. He had always thought it was such a dumb time to say it, right in the heat of the moment, but it had just come out.

Mitch smiled up at him before gasping a bit as he felt Scott finally slide in those last couple of inches. “I love you too.”

Scott let Mitch guide him, let his body language tell him exactly what he wanted. He slowed until he knew Mitch needed more. He sought out the angle that would make his love see stars, and once found used it to his own advantage. No matter how much he wanted to just let loose and press him into the mattress, he wanted to make this about Mitch. So he did exactly that. 

Mitch mewled and arched, tugged at sheets and clawed at bronzed skin as Scott made him feel things he’d never felt before with any of his various other partners. This was different and this was intimate on an entirely different level. They knew each other so well they knew how to read each motion, each muscle twitching. He felt his emotions threatening to get the best of him as he clung to his lover, pulling him down closer.

Scott took him right up to the brink multiple times and then slowed or stopped all together to draw it out even more. 

Mitch could feel every muscle, every nerve just waiting for release, but Scott knew exactly what to do to make every slide, every press, every rock of hips ... it all meant something. 

There was a moment that he looked up into those eyes and a smirk lifted the lips below them. He leaned up to meet their lips again, but his head fell back to the pillow quickly. 

He was lost in the feelings, the pull of skin beneath his hands as he could do nothing but hold on. Scott had finally let himself loose and Mitch's mouth joined it as he was flooded with sensation. He couldn't hold back his voice anymore. 

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Mitch lay catching his breath in Scott’s arms. He couldn’t help but smile at Scott who was nuzzling his face into the crook of his neck for a moment before he lifted his head to look at him.

“You ok?” He asked looking into blissed out brown eyes.

Mitch nodded smiling cutely and pushing his leg between Scott’s just a bit and snuggling closer. “Never been better. I’m pleasantly numb.”

Scott smiled, body still tingling a bit. “We should shower. Even though I already showered earlier.”

Mitch pouted and tightened his hold. “Just a few more minutes. I don’t wanna move.”

Scott kissed his forehead sweetly. “I feel like I’m being the biggest cheeseball ever, but you are my everything and I just want you to know it.”

Mitch scrunched his nose and closed his eyes. “See, do you gotta say shit like that!! Turning me into a damn girl.” He opened his eyes and they were full of tears.

Scott shot him a look. “Turning?”

“Sttttoooppppp.” he laughed and wiped at his eyes.  “Fu¢K me, we’re going to be one of those couples we always get annoyed with aren’t we.”

Scott made a face. “It’ll pass.”

Mitch laughed and buried his face in skin. “I think we should wait to tell them. The others, I mean.”

Scott let his fingers dance wherever they wanted to go, drawing lazy patterns. “It’s not like they’d figure it out unless we started hardcore making out in front of them.”

Mitch laughed “And even then they may still think we’re just being us.”

“Us is a good thing to be.”

Mitch smiled again, his heart practically skipping around in a field of flowers.
It was crazy, this feeling. He'd had romantic gestures before. He'd had the candlelight dinners and the rose petals and flowers. He'd had the extravagant gifts and sweet little notes and poems . None of it compared to this day and this feeling. There hadn’t even been a big gesture, only words and vulnerability and complete honesty. It was everything to him.

“Also, leave it to you to have flavored lube.”

“Hey, it’s quite effective. You know you enjoyed it." 

The blonde laughed and nodded. “Yes, yes I did.”

Mitch smiled and shifted a bit more to get comfy. They were quiet for a bit, just basking.

“I still can’t believe Avi texted you.”

“I told you it wasn’t final. Ye of little faith. I can be very persuasive, y’know.”

“Yes.you.can.” He smirked but then sighed as he thought about it. “I know it’s like a trial run but, I can’t wait to sit in a room with everyone and try arranging again.”

“It’s going to be good. We’re going to be happy and it’s all going to work out.”

Scott looked at him. “Way to jinx us.”

“Well, on the plus, you’re still a hot piece of as$ so i won’t be going anywhere any time soon no matter how the test run goes.”

“Except to the shower.”

“Dadddyyyy” He whined out not wanting to move.

Scott leaned in and kissed him, taking his bottom lip between his teeth momentarily before kissing him again. “You really gotta stop calling me daddy, it’s driving me crazy.”

“Oooooh, a daddy kink.” He grinned, dimples on display. “I’ll be sure to remember that”

Scott had a sudden thought and plopped backwards onto his back on the pillow with a sigh.

Mitch looked at him a bit concerned. “Ok, moodswing. What just happened?”

“Your parents.”

Mitch chewed on his lip as his smile fell a bit. His parents had seen the pictures of his busted face all over social media and he’d been forced to tell them what happened. They were NOT the biggest fans of Scott anymore. He didn’t really want to think about that currently.

“Stop being such a buzzkill. Today balanced out on the happy side. I mean, you did make me cry, and almost scared me to death. Oh, and you drooled on my couch, but hey you did proposition me while drugged up on sleeping pills, had a nice enlightening conversation that ended up with wonderful kisses and cuddles, got a second trial go at PTX and you got me. Naked.. What else could you want.

Scott smiled at him. “You’re leaving out the best part. That orange chicken was to DIE for.”

Mitch laughed and slid his fingers over the defined stomach next to him. Scott began to chuckle a bit.

“I just realized that Deanne’s going to get such a big head when she finds out she was right. We’ll never be able to contain her and her fangirling.”

Mitch just burst out laughing. “We should really buy her something nice for helping pull your head out of your ass.”

Scott laughed and got up and to his feet. “I bet if we kiss in front of her that’ll be enough of a thank you. C’mon Portia - up! ”

“You are so mean.” he pushed out his lip in a pout.

"Fine, suit yourself. But, just so you know, If you decide to join me I promise you'll get a nice surprise." Scott smirked and disappeared into the bathroom.

Mitch was still for a moment before hurrying off of the bed and heading for the shower, laughter filling the apartment.