Face the Music III

“… the three boxes of clothes, my books—oh, and my vinyl—I think those should be getting here soon. I think that’s all that’s left…? I don’t know, I need to check the tracking on all the boxes I mailed here from my place.”

“I got a notification from the post office that there’s a couple of packages waiting. Are they big? We can borrow my sister’s car or something if we need to.”

“Oh, yeah, that would be great. They’re pretty big. I was actually worried the post office wouldn’t take them because of how heavy they are, but I think they’re just under the weight limit.”

“Hey, hey, wait a sec. Ready to see your new home?”

“Yes! Open up, open up.”

“Oh my god, Erik. It’s incredible… it looks even cuter in person!”

“I know, the pictures really don’t do it justice.”

“These windows! Oh my god, that’s such a great view. And the crown moulding—that’s all original, right?”

“Yeah. 1940s, I think. The building is protected by the city preservation board, so they’ve taken great care of it over the years.”

“It’s seriously perfect. Your piano looks so beautiful by the window. I can’t believe I’m finally here.”

“It feels so good… knowing you’re here to stay.”

“No more rides to the airport…”

“No more video chats.”

“Mm, well, I didn’t mind those so much. Especially the, uh, late-night ones.”

“True. Those were… memorable. Got the real thing now though…”

“Mmhmmm. Wouldn’t trade that for the world.”

“C’mon. Let me show you the bedroom.”

“I know I said it already, but seriously, this is our home now. So, anything you want to change—curtains, bedding, whatever—feel free.”

“You’re sweet. You’ve always had a good eye for design though. I mean, I love the colors you chose for the rug… ooh, and this lamp.”

“Try out the bed.”

“God, this bed always looked so comfy in our video chats. And… yep, confirmed. That’s super comfortable.”

“It’s the same feather down you had on your bed back home. Just wanted you to have something familiar when you got here.”

“Babe… that’s so sweet. Thank you. Come here.”

“I’m so glad you’re here… I’ve fucking missed you.”

“Mm, me too.”

“Are you tired from the flight?”

“No… I’m actually kind of wired.”

“I was wondering where this hoodie went…”

“I may have stolen it before you left… and a few other clothing items.”

“You’re bad.”

“Mm, I know. What’d you miss most about me?”

“Everything.”

“I want specifics.”

“I missed… that little thing you do… when I kiss your neck…”

“That. I missed that.”

“What else?”

“Mm… the way your body fits… so perfectly against mine…”

“Oh, god, that feels good… keep touching my breasts.”

“Like this?”

“Yeah. A little harder…”

“I missed making you feel good. Touching you. Tasting you.”

“What did you miss?”

“Mm, the feeling of your dick… pressed up against my back… grinding into me…”

“Yeah? Like that?”

“Yeah. Just like that… and I missed… the feeling of your stubble on my cheek…”

“Turn over. On your back.”

“I need you…”

“Open your legs.”

“I can’t believe you’re finally here…”

“I know… I know… give me your hand.”

“Touch me… here…”

“Like that?”

“Yeah, fuck, that’s perfect. Keep stroking my clit… just like that…”

“Come—come here…”

“Ohh, fuck, baby, you’re hard…”

“Yeah, you make me so hard… stroking me like that…”

“P-put it in… please, make love to me…”

“Oh my god…”

“I love you…”

“I love you, too…”

“Lie on your back.”

“You want to be on top?”

“Mm, yes, please…”

“Is that okay?”

“Yeah. You good?”

“Mmhmm.”

“C-come here, come here…”

“Hey, want help?”

“Mmm, yeah—yeah, I’m close…”

“Just… rub me… there—yeah, right there—faster… f-fuck, that’s—ohh, fuck, that’s perfect…”

“You’re so sexy… I can’t believe I get to make love to you… every night… from now on… get to wake up next to you…”

“Come here. Let me… get the blanket…”

“This still feels like a dream…”

“It’s not. You’re here with me.”

“And I don’t have to go home?”

“No. This is your home.”

“Hey… will you play me something?”

“Right now?”

“Yep, right now. Now you can play for me whenever I want.”

“Of course. But if I play… you have to accompany me. I don’t play as well without you.”

“Deal.”