So incredibly sorry this took so long to update, but here it is.  Epilogue will be up shortly after. 

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“....the internet is for porrrnn. Why do you think the net was boooorn…. porn porn PORRRNN” Scott sang out obnoxiously.

Mitch rolled his eyes laughing as he helped the large man into the apartment. It was a bit difficult as they had to play a game of dodge the boxes but so far so good.

“No more Avenue Q for you.”

“But it’s funnnnny.”

“You, my love, are soooooo done.”

“I’m freeeee” Scott pulled away and headed for the kitchen.

Mitch sighed as he watched him go. “Babe, it’s time for beddddd! Mommy is tired.”

“Marcie, I’m hungry!”

He smiled to himself and headed towards their bedroom. “Alright, have fun with that. I’ll just be in our room ...all by my lonesome….   In our bed … all by myself…    naked.” He stepped into his room and pulled off his shirt, mentally counting.

3...2…

“Don’t play without me!” Scott nearly knocked him over as he flew through the door and skidded to a stop.

“I thought you were hungry.” He smirked to himself as he tossed his sweater into the hamper and toed off his shoes.

“I am…. for some Mitchie.”

“Owww.” He laughed/winced as Scott pressed against his back and decided his neck was ok to just bite into. “Easy, Dracula. You are not a vampire and I am not a sandwich.”

“You taste much better.”

Mitch laughed, eyes scrunched shut as he felt Scott's tongue on his skin. He’d almost forgotten how sloppy… and horny..  Scott got when he was this drunk.  “I’m still mad at you.” He smiled to himself when he felt the pout against his skin.

“Whhhhyyyy.” Scott whined and wrapped him up in his arms, fingers sliding around his stomach.

“You were giving everyone else attention but me.” He turned in those arms to face him and looked up into hazy blue. “I don’t like people trying to play with my toys.” He looked up at him through his lashes, but his efforts of seduction were lost on his very drunk, very distracted boyfriend.

“Nuh uh. It wasn’t my fault! They don’t take hints. You know boys are stupid. Boys are dumb… like REALLY dumb.”

Mitch laid his head on his chest, a grin lifting his cheeks. “Thanks.”

“Not YOU.”

He couldn’t help but laugh and shake his head at the moment of deja vu. So many things had changed since then and he wouldn’t change any of it for the world.

“Right, I remember. I’m genderless.”

“Nooo! You are all man. Very much man.” Scott had to bend his knees to align them properly but he managed...sort of. He got a nice handful of Mitch’s bottom and pulled, smiling as they rubbed together at a slightly awkward angle, but it got his point across. He looked quite pleased with himself.

Mitch was amused and also incredibly turned on. It was crazy the way he could still go from 0 to ‘fu¢k me now!’ in no time.  He always wondered if one day the novelty of Scott would wear off and they’d end up one of those couples that needed to find something to spice up their bedroom fun, but so far that was NOT the case with them. No matter how many times he had sex with Scott, it was ALWAYS like Christmas at Disneyland after winning the lottery .. EVERY time. They were still crazy in love, still best friends, still learning how to do this whole ‘forever’ thing. It was a process, but he figured they’d get the hang of it. So far so good.

“I can’t wait until we get the biggest bed in history.” Scott began to back him towards the queen bed that sat in their current bedroom. He really had picked just the biggest bed they could find for their new house and he could not wait until they could finally move in. 

“Yeah, so I can actually have some space of my own for once, a little room to breathe.”

“Noooooo” He buried his face in the crook of Mitch’s neck again. “No space. Never.”

He giggled at his love’s eagerness. Scott’s coordination, however, still left much to be desired and he pushed him back gently. If he toppled them over onto the bed then he was sure to be squished so he ducked under his arm and moved behind him. When the confused boy spun around he pushed at his chest and smiled brightly at the surprised expression on the face of the blonde currently sprawled on the bed.

“Not fair.”

“Gimme your foot.”

“Whhhyyyy”

“So I can take off your shoes, gorgeous.”

“I can do it.” He tried to sit up.

“Nooooo you can’t. We will be here all night.” He reached down and grabbed the large foot, untying one shiny boot and removing it and then the other. He shook his head as Scott laughed to himself as he sang ‘Drunk in Love’. The boy may have been drunk, but his voice still onpoint.

“We be all nighttttt.. in looooveee.”

“Take it easy on the champagne next time, boozy.”

“‘I’ve been drinkin’...I’ve been drinkin’...     I get filthy when that liquor get into me...”

He shook his head at the bedroom eyes the inebriated boy was trying to give him. He tried his best not to laugh at him but failed quite miserably.

“You know, I thought telling everyone that I belonged to you would make the desperate people go away, but they still try. I don’t like when they flirt with you though more.” Scott pouted and lifted his head to look at him. “They want to steal you away from me.”

“I don’t like when they flirt with you either, but I know exactly whose bed you are going to end up  in at the end of the night.”

“If we end up in a bed.”

Mitch grinned down at him as he straddled him. “Can you stop being so damn irressistible for one fu¢king minute?” He smiiled and gripped at his shirt as he leaned down to kiss him.

Scott giggled against his lips. “You’re soft.”

Mitch sighed and let his head fall onto his chest. “I give up.”

“and warm.”

He lifted up to look at him one last time. “I love you.”

Scott smiled. “Can we have sex now?”

He closed his eyes and let his head fall back down again with a pout.