Devil's Effect

Avoiding Reality Part 1

That sounded cheesy. I'm so pathetic, Chester mentally admonished himself before he cleared his throat, and rolled to his side so he and Mike could face each other, all while subconsciously keeping his hurt leg out of the mix. "I mean, you know, old habits are hard to break."

"I do miss you in my sleep," Mike whispered, shifting his body a little closer and sliding his hand around to Chester's back. He could kiss him easily but he waited. "How's your ankle, babe?"

Chester's injured leg hadn't been much on his mind yet, and he moved it at the mention of it. "Actually, it feels good. Usually everything's a little stiff in the morning, but it feels fine." He carefully moved his leg around under the blanket again before he smiled. "I'll be ready to get back to normal activities. You know, walking and jumping on the bed." He raised his eyebrow as he looked into Mike's dark eyes that were covered in shadows from the low light. His hand snaked up over Mike's hip before he leaned his head forward, placing a soft kiss to his face with a quiet hum.

"Jumping on the bed," Mike repeated with a short laugh. "You do so much of that." He turned his head to line up their lips in a real good morning kiss. It was light and easy, the two of them barely putting any pressure behind the connection, but it was enough for Mike to know he wouldn't be pushed away. He hated the uncertain feelings that swirled inside him every time he'd been close to Chester the past few days, and even though he knew that was a product of his own choices, it didn't make it easier. He barely suckled at Chester's bottom lip before he let their kiss break.

Chester's fingers clung to Mike's hip, somewhere between his bare skin and the fabric of his boxers. "It's not that I do it a lot, but that I can do it, once my ankle is better," he clarified before shutting his eyes to take another kiss. He took Mike's bottom lip this time, and played with it with both his teeth and tongue before letting go. "Morning kisses are my favorite," he whispered, pulling back.

"Morning everything is my favorite." Mike touched his nose to Chester's and smiled. "Thank you for staying last night. You know how much I hate waking up, but it's not so bad when you're here." He slid his hand up Chester's back and then lightly dragged his nails across the warm skin, barely scratching. "I love touching you. And looking at you. And kissing you." He pulled his nails down Chester's spine and leaned in to kiss the spot under Chester's chin where his pulse was. Mike left a few damp kisses down Chester's neck before he moved to look into his eyes, hoping he would see a return of the affection he was feeling.

The sensation of Mike's nails sliding all the way down his back was glorious, a feeling that Chester had always relished when they were together. His hips bucked a little, the moment Mike's hand got to the small of his back. "Sexy Boy," he cooed before lifting his hand to Mike's face. "I've missed that. All of it. All of you." He brought their lips together, this kiss going a little deeper than the playful ones before it. Chester felt his insides pull as his tongue met Mike's.

Mike was careful of Chester's leg as he maneuvered him off his side and onto his back, leaning over him as they kissed. His hand went from Chester's back to slide up his arm but when he got to his shoulder, he stopped. One habit he knew had to go was pulling Chester into him with a hand around his neck, and Mike was hyper aware of where his hand was as their tongues moved together and he barely inched a leg over his lover's. It wouldn't take much for him to be the one suggesting a morning romp before showering. Mike pulled back for air and admired the flush on Chester's cheeks. "I've missed it all, too. You feel so good." He shifted his hips forward a little to let Chester feel the arousal that was already evident.

Chester's hand was in Mike's hair, his fingers opening and closing. "You feel good, too," he whispered. He trailed his fingers down to Mike's ear, and pressed them right behind his ear, right on his spot. He watched as Mike's eyes closed, his lips parting as he moaned soft and low. "You turn me on so easily," Chester said, pulling Mike down for another kiss. He kept one hand on Mike's head, his other reaching out to touch his arm, then his side, trying to coax him closer.