Smutty Advent - Day 6
Simon got out of the taxi and grabbed his bag. He took a moment just to look at the house. Work had taken him out of town for two weeks. And so close to Christmas. He was tired, frustrated and so eager to see his lover.
Moving to the door, he let himself in.
Jeremy was sprawled out on the sofa, a pizza box and a six pack in front of him, snoozing away. The house was tidy, the only evidence of mess was right there, in Jeremy's beard, the way he could tell Jeremy had been sleeping downstairs.
Someone needed a bath, a shave, a scene. And to help with house decorations. The place looked very unchristmassy.
One stump was propped on the back of the couch, the other hung free. God, Jeremy was such a stud. And all his.
Putting his bags aside, Simon locked the door and went to the couch, sitting next to his beautiful man.
"Tell me you're real, beautiful. Tell me my master's home."
"I'm home, boy. Now you tell me what's wrong with our bedroom.,"
"You weren't in it."
"And that's a reason not to take care of yourself? Pizza, beer, no decorations, not taking proper care of yourself." He stroked Jeremy's cheek above the beard.
"Man cannot live on pizza alone." He couldn't wait to shave Jeremy's beard off. "You look like Santa."
"Ho ho ho." Jeremy frowned. "Am I getting puffy and white?"
"No, it's just the facial hair. You know I like you clean shaven."
"I know. I just... I was missing you."
A ball of warmth began in his belly. "Are you telling me you stopped grooming so I would do it when I got home?"
"I'm telling you I was just in a holding pattern."
"Uh-huh. We'll start now."
"Do you want some pizza?"
Simon laughed. "No. I want you to sit up while I get the razor and some water." He suddenly felt full of energy, invigorated. Ready for anything. Ready for his boy.
Ready to get them both ready for Christmas.
It was good to be home.
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