Nick waited, the moment suspended between them as Jeff's deep chocolate-brown eyes gazed into his, locking them intimately together. Every breath from Jeff's mouth tickled Nick's lips, fanning the fire that had started to grow in Nick's body. He wanted Jeff, but he didn't know how to tell him. Nick's mind worked around words he didn't speak. His restless hands flexed in the air, reaching for Jeff but grabbing hold of nothing.

Jeff watched Nick, making no move toward him. Nick couldn't imagine what Jeff wanted, what he was waiting for. Jeff's eyes flicked down to Nick's lips, and then back up to his eyes.

“You have to decide, Nicky,” Jeff whispered. “You have to come to me.”

Nick didn't wait any longer. He closed the distance of barely a breath, claiming Jeff's lips, crashing into him with the momentum of time, of years spent pining and waiting and dreaming of this exact moment. This time when he kissed Jeff, knowing what would most likely come next sent an incredible rush through him. It started from the point where Jeff's tongue piercing brushed against Nick's tongue and shot out like a firework in all directions, lighting Nick up from the inside, sending sparks racing throughout every nerve.

That touch of Jeff's lips against Nick's was the catalyst that crumbled every barrier in Nick's head. Nick pulled Jeff on top of him, quickly stripping off Jeff's denim jacket and tossing it to the floor. His fingers grabbed for the hem of Jeff's Henley, pulling it up his torso and trying to force it over his head without breaking their kiss.

Jeff chuckled as he broke away from his eager boyfriend.                        

“Hold on, Nicky,” Jeff said with a laugh. “I'm not going anywhere.”

Jeff slipped the shirt over his head while Nick watched, and when the light from the moon outside washed over Jeff's kneeling form, Nick's heart stopped.

Nick had seen Jeff shirtless tons of times, but this was different. This was Jeff - his boyfriend Jeff - straddling his hips, looking down on him with his disarming boyish grin and lust-filled eyes. Nick took this opportunity to truly appreciate the flat planes and sculpted muscles of Jeff's chest and stomach, and Jeff let him – let him take in his fill, preening a bit at Nick's open-mouthed expression of awe, feeling himself get harder with every sweep of Nick's eyes.

Nick reached out a trembling hand to run his fingertips over Jeff's skin, but stopped himself an inch away from Jeff's abs. There was still a part of Nick that thought this might all be a vivid dream, and if he tried to make contact with Jeff, tried to feel him, the spell would break and he would find himself in bed alone, still clutching his phone, waiting for Jeff to return from wherever he had run off to.

Jeff seemed to understand Nick's hesitation. He always seemed to know what strange thoughts ran through Nick's mind. He grabbed Nick's wrist and pulled it forward, resting Nick's hand on his stomach. Nick sucked in a sharp breath. Jeff moved Nick's hand slowly over his body, using his fingertips to outline his muscles, to trace the definition of his chest. He leaned over Nick's body to accommodate the reach of his arm. Finally, he brought his boyfriend's hand to settle over the aching bulge in his jeans. He pressed against it, palming his own cock with Nick's hand.

“See, Nicky,” Jeff said, his voice cracking as Nick became bolder and wrapped his fingers around him. “You can touch me. I want you to touch me…all you want. I'm yours. Every part of me belongs to you.”

Nick swallowed hard, the sound loud in the quiet room, but he didn't have time to feel self-conscious when he had Jeff in his hands, and those darkening eyes still locked on his.

Jeff gently kissed away the look of shock on Nick's face, humming against Nick's lips, moaning into his mouth at the feeling of Nick's hand touching him.

Jeff reached for the hem of Nick's shirt, dragging the fabric over his skin. When Jeff started pulling away, sliding the shirt over Nick's shoulders, Nick startled, grabbing for Jeff's hands to stop him.

“Why not, Nick?” Jeff asked, frowning slightly. “I want to see my beautiful boyfriend.”

Nick sighed.

“I'm not beautiful,” he said, turning his face away, hoping Jeff didn't see him blush with embarrassment. Jeff captured Nick's chin with his fingers and turned his head, leaning down to kiss the tip of Nick's nose.

“Of course you are, Nick,” Jeff said softly. “You're the most beautiful human being I've ever seen.”