***SMUT WARNING***
I'm sorry if this sucks! It's my first time writing smut and I wanted to see if I can do it.

Scott stood in front of the door as Mitch changed. He seemed out of place with the hustle and bustle going on around him. His phone vibrated.

Avi: Hey big man, Jeremy got you two a hotel room.

Scott: Why?

Avi:.....why do you think? It's been over 4 years.

Scott: And your point?

Avi:....Scott! Make him remember what he missed. Finish what you started that night.

Scott: Oh.....OH!!

"Scotty?"

When Mitch walked out, Scott grabbed his hand. He was too nervous to even process what was happening. Mitch lead him to a limo Jeremy set up. A surprising comfortable silence fell around them inside.

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"For coming. I glad you changed your mind."

"I'll always change my mind when it comes to you."

_______

Once they arrive to Mitch's penthouse suite, Mitch grabs two wine glasses out of a cabinet and a bottle of champagne. He pours them both a glass.

"Still prefer champagne?"

"Still asking questions you know the answers to?"

"Good point."

Mitch laughed and handed Scott a glass. "Here."

"So what are we celebrating?"

"Rekindled romance. I guess."

"I dig it."

"Mitch, I.....thank you. For coming back. I know this probably isn't what you thought would happen but I'm happy it did."

"You know you spend years thinking you're happy. Years thinking that the past is the past and it was time to move forward. But there's something about what we have. It called me for 4 years and I ignored it. I thought it would be easy."

"My dad was right."

"About what?"

"Us. This. What we have. If you love something let it go. If it comes back you know it's meant to be. It's part of the reason he put you in his will."

"Do what?"

"Yeah, technically speaking you're part owner of Hoying Family Farms."

"Really?"

"Yep. Mom asked him why he wouldn't change it. 'He'll be back' he said."

Rick always planned for the future. It's mainly the reason their fathers bought the house. Mitch thought he could predict the future. It explains also why he would call Mitch his son in law before he and Scott ever started dating.

"I loved your father."

"He definitely loved you too."

_______

In what felt like prolonging the inevitable, they ended up in the couch, watching movies and talking. Scott placed his arm around Mitch's shoulders and pulled him in close.

"This feels nice."

"Mmhm."

Maybe it was the champagne or it could have been the close proximity to the beautiful man on his right but Scott began nuzzling Mitch's head with his nose. He placed kisses along the back of Mitch's ear, down the side of his neck, and along the shoulder popping out the neck of his oversized sweater.

"Scott."

"Hm?"

Mitch turned to face the blonde. Scott tilted Mitch's head back and kissed along his Adam's apple. Mitch pushed Scott lightly back by his shoulders.

"What?"

"Kiss me."

That was all the instructions Scott needed. He cupped Mitch's face with his hand and kissed him. It was slow and passionate. Mitch moaned in the next one and Scott leaned in, pushing Mitch on his back. Never breaking the kiss, Mitch wrapped his legs around his waist and Scott stood up. He carried him to the bedroom, feeling the bed at his knees, he bent forward and laid Mitch down.

"Mitch? Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Hell yes."

He grabbed a fist full of Scott's shirt and pulled him close, capturing his lips. Scott tugged on the hem of Mitch's shirt and the smaller man raised his arms up as Scott lifted it over his head.

"Beautiful"

He fought with Mitch's tight pants, finally unbuttoning them and pulling them off. He bent down to kiss Mitch again but the brunette stopped him.

"Nope! You remember how mommy likes it. Off!"

Scott laughed and stood up. He pulled his shirt off. "Wait!!"

"What?"

"You....um...didn't look like this when I left."

"Oh. You like it?"

"Oh yes.."

He smiled as Mitch ran his hand down his chest, his defined abs, and his V line. The brunette stopped to fiddle with Scott's belt. He then unbuttoned his pants and sat up, pulling them down. He began palming Scott's length through his boxers. Scott grabbed Mitch's chin, stuck his thumb between his teeth, and drug it over his bottom lip. He bent down and captured Mitch's lips in a kiss as he pulled his boxers down, his length springing up.

"Damn....I never got over how big you are."

Scott's smile falters as Mitch wrapped his lips around the head of Scott's length and flicked his tongue over the slit. He licked from the base to the tip, repeating the process before hollowing his cheeks and bobbing his head. Scott resisted the urge to grab the back of Mitch's head.

"Oh fuck, Mitchy."

Scott grabbed Mitch under the shoulders and flung him across the bed before crawling on top of him. They smiled at each other before kissing softly. Scott moved down to his neck, biting and sucking the olive flesh before nipping at his ear. Mitch struggled to open Scott's carry on bag to his right, pulling out a foil wrapped condom and a small bottle of strawberry flavored lube.

"Always the Boy Scout."

Scott generously applied lube to his fingers, kissing Mitch to distract him from the initial burn. The thrust of Scott's arm, the curling of his fingers, and the accidental brush against Mitch's prostate drove the younger of the two insane. Scott unexpectedly entered a second finger in the thrust, scissoring him open immediately.

"F-fuck, stop. I...I want you. Now!"

He pulled out while coating himself with lube and lining up. Mitch closed his eyes with anticipation.

"Nu uh, eyes on me."

Scott entered in one swift thrust that sent electricity throughout Mitch's body. Once fully surrounded, he waits for Mitch to adjust. He watches intently as the brunette nods and continues his assault.

"Damn, Mitchy."

Mitch's moans, Scott's grunts, and the sound of skin to skin friction fill the room. Scott adjusted his angle and hit Mitch's prostate head on, causing him to react loudly.

"Fuck! D-daddy, right there! Don't stop!"

"YOU'RE. MINE." He punctuated each word with a thrust.

"Say it!" Thrust

"I'm yours."

"Louder!" Thrust, hitting Mitch's prostate each time.

"I'm yours!"

"Louder!" Thrust, even deeper this time.

"Fuck! I'M YOURS! Ah, I-I need to...please Scotty!"

Scott grabbed Mitch's length, pumping twice before a hot sensation covers his hand. Mitch's lips slightly part, eyes roll, and his toes curl as he clenched around Scott, sending him into his orgasm.

"FUCK!"

They lay there, Scott still deep inside Mitch, Mitch running his hands through the blonde's hair. Scott slowly pulled out, threw the condom away and laid next to Mitch, wrapping the boy in his arms. A smile stretched across Mitch's face. He was content. Finally wanting and willing to spend the rest of his life with the blonde love of his life.