"Hey Achilleus, it's Dion."

"Hey, Dion. What's up?" It was a question but it sure didn't sound like it.

"It's Arlo."

"Ah, another episode. Call me when he's fit for fight again." And like that he just hung up.

I stared down at my phone with a frown. I reckoned he didn't need more than that then. I had more time for my sweet boyfriend.

I went to the kitchen and picked out two bowls from the cupboard. Then I opened the freezer under the fridge and picked out some triple chocolate ice cream. I scooped out four perfect scoops, two for each, poured chocolate sauce over it and covered it all with multi-coloured sprinkles.

I went to the living room where my boyfriend was sitting with a blanket wrapped around him, watching the telly.

I handed him a bowl and dumped down next to him. He wrapped the blanket around me and himself and pulled me close.

"Thank you. This looks great." He kissed my horn and dug into his ice cream.

"You look great," I said with a goofy grin and looked up at him.

He smiled genuinely and pushed me with his shoulder. He had been very tired all day but at least he was smiling. He seemed mellow despite sometimes losing control. There were no triggers. He could be sitting with me and watching the telly and then all of a sudden, his claws would grow, and he'd get this scared look in his eyes.

That's when I needed to be extra close and remind him, I loved him. Lots of hugs and kisses. He was so very easy to calm down again.

Right now he didn't need it though, he just happily ate his ice cream and chuckled at the telly. I leaned against him and shoved a spoonful of ice cream in my mouth. He was warm as always and I loved that. I got so easily cold, especially when I ate ice cream. But under the thick blanket and him being so close, it was nice and comfy.

"The sequel is so much better," Arlo noted.

"That's a first."

He chuckled and nodded. "Yeah, they're usually never the best. But we're so watching it after and then you'll see."

"Whatever you want," I murmured softly and pressed my face to his arm.

"Whatever huh?" He looked down at me with a mischievous smile. "We'll have a marathon then. No leaving this couch for anything other than food and bathroom breaks. And," he said and rose from the couch. He took the bowl from me and put it and his on the table, pulling it back. "We're camping out in here."

I laughed and rose from the couch as he pulled it out to a bed. I went to the bedroom and got our duvet and pillows so we could be real snug. In the meantime, Arlo had put a bedsheet on it and was arranging the sofa pillows, so we'd sit comfortably.

"Now it's a proper movie night." He smiled proudly at our handywork and looked back at me.

"This was the best idea ever," I said and jumped into the sofa-bed. Arlo handed me my bowl of ice cream, which had now melted a bit into a sticky gooey mass of chocolate and sprinkles. How I liked it the best, to be honest.

We curled up to each other, under the duvet and the blankets, snuggly almost crushed between the pillows.

I passed out almost immediately after finishing my ice cream. I had barely slept the night before and I desperately needed sleep.

I didn't know how long I had slept, but I woke up to Arlo whispering my name in my ear. His hand was softly placed on my hip, his thumb sneaking under my shirt.

"Are you awake now?" he murmured.

"Yes," I yawned and stretched. It resulted in me pressing myself back at him and I realised why he had woken me up. He was so turned on.

"Good." He pressed my ass back at him, pushing his hips forward too. "I want you."

I chuckled and lifted up a little so he could pull my shirt off me. No better way to get woken up than my boyfriend being incredibly cute. And hot.

He took his time, letting his hand run over my body. I loved it when he took it slow. When he just spent time kissing me, exploring my body for the hundredth time.

He kissed my shoulder, then my throat, working his way up to my mouth. I leaned against him and kissed him back, running my hand up in his hair. His hand fiddled with the tube next to me, almost expertly getting the shiny substance out on his fingers. I did nothing to help him. I didn't want to. He could do the work himself.

"What do you want?" he murmured before he started.

"You," I replied and pulled back a little, looking up at him. "What do you want?"

"I want to be inside of you," he whispered and snuck his hand down my shorts, slowly slipping his fingers inside of me.

I couldn't hold back a whimper. It felt so good. He was amazing at this. I was moaning loudly, and Arlo growled back. He slipped his fingers out and pulled my shorts down. He opened the condom with his teeth and rolled it on himself before very gently pushing against me.

I couldn't move. He was pressing my body back against his so there was nowhere to move. I didn't mind. I loved it.

He grabbed my leg and pulled it back, making me spread them both over his. He leaned back so he was partially on his back and I was halfway on top of him. He kept moving and I felt him so deeply in me. I whimpered and I heard Arlo chuckle.

"You like that?" he asked.

"Gods yes," I groaned back.

"I love you." He kissed my cheek and upped the intensity. "You made the cutest sounds while you were asleep."

I moaned back. I couldn't talk anymore. I was getting so close.

"I scooted close to cuddle and then..." he trailed off and chuckled. His hand trailed over my chest and then down. His fingers curled around me and I grabbed his hair, pulling on it. He growled and upped the intensity.

I came first. My entire body clenched in just the right way before all my muscles just turned into liquid. The bones in my body evaporated too. I was just floating as Arlo got himself over the finish line too.

I grabbed my t-shirt and cleaned my stomach off before I dropped down on the sofa. Arlo got cleaned up too before I pulled the covers over us, cuddling up to him.

"Fuck me," I muttered and snorted.

"I can't go again." I could hear the smile in his voice.

I laughed and looked up at him, smiling. "I love you too." He moved down and kissed me softly. He had the best lips. The best body. He was just the best. Gods, I loved him, and it wasn't because I had just climaxed. This was actual real love and I felt in in every fibre of my body. I had never felt it before, but I instinctively knew what it was. It warmed me up, made me feel whole.

The way he almost desperately wanted to cuddle after was amazing. He'd stroke my horns and my back while I outlined his chest.

He placed a soft kiss on my horn and hugged me. "Thank you for staying with me."

"No, Arlo. Thank you for staying with me."

He smiled and kissed the top of my head. We stayed like that for hours. Didn't even do anything but just cuddled. Kissed occasionally. Enjoyed each other's bodies in the most relaxing way. Enjoying the intimacy of sharing a small space with another person I loved so very much.

It was bliss.