75 Godiva Street, Thursday Afternoon

[geniuswithasmartphone]

After sending out the email to inform his students that class was most definitely canceled for the day, Hardison managed to pull on a pair of boxers and pad into the kitchen to make some sandwiches. They weren't all fancy, with special onions and homemade aoili or whatever (though there were heirloom tomatoes and dill havarti cheese because Hardison had learned some things over the years, whether he'd admitted it or not), but they were thick and filling. He let Val out into the yard while he prepped, 'accidentally' dropping a shred of turkey on the floor for her to grab on the way out, figuring she might appreciate both the snack and the ability to run around a bit after being housebound more than usual these past two weeks.

She came back in when he whistled, though (possibly because she was hoping for more turkey, but Hardison knew better than to chance it twice), and cheerfully padded along behind him as he carried a platter of sandwiches back to his partners. Sometimes spoiling the ones you loved meant hearty sandwiches on tangy sourdough bread and a puppy to cuddle.

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"Mighta. Just accidentally."

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"Well obviously," Hardison said. "Kinda mistake that just happens sometimes. Could happen to anyone!"

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"Swear to god, man, you get my dog sick. . . ."

None of his usual threats would hold even a little weight when he was all naked and sprawled and debauched and all.

[geniuswithasmartphone]

And Hardison, excellent boyfriend that he was, was just going to lean down and kiss Eliot to drive that point home. A nice, long, leisurely kiss, the kind that promised more kisses in the future.

"You were sayin'?"

[vdistinctive]

Oh come on! With all this pollen floating around Eliot was barely thinking straight without a lip-lock happening!

"Dirty pool," he grumbled, and tugged Hardison back down for another.

[geniuswithasmartphone]

"Thief," Hardison returned with a deep chuckle and went down quite happily.

...For a kiss!

...

...For now.

"Lookit you," he breathed, lips just grazing Eliot. "You lookin' debauched. Like we just wore you out."

It was a good look on him.

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"An' it only took y'all better part of a week," Eliot agreed.

The fact that he was somewhere secure with people he trusted absolutely helped a lot, too.

"Your endurance has gone up, too."

What they'd been getting up to was rather aerobic, after all.

[geniuswithasmartphone]

It was the trust that made Hardison the happiest. Knowing that Eliot had let his guard down because Eliot was comfortable letting his guard down made everything a million times better. If something happened outside, he knew that Eliot would be out of the bed like a shot, all evidence of a lazy week of seduction gone like it had never been. But for now, Eliot showed no signs of wariness.

Like Hardison said, it was a good look on him.

"That's what happens when we live on a crazy island where I gotta outrun sharks an' aliens an' monsters every other damn day," he said, amused. "I dunno if you noticed, but I'm in better shape, too."

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Eliot traced lazy fingers along Hardison’s abs. “Oh yeah. I’ve noticed.” He rolled over, setting his sandwich aside, and replaced his fingers with his lips. “You got them showy, pretty-boy muscles.”

Eliot’s, having been built from the ground up for resilience, tended to be thicker and less well-defined. More weight-lifter than body-builder. It was something he’d even occasionally been self-conscious about.

[geniuswithasmartphone]

Hopefully between the two of them, Parker and Hardison had put any remaining vestiges of that self-consciousness to bed. It was no secret just how much they appreciated his strength, his sturdiness, and his endurance.

...Yes, dirty.

"Pretty boy, huh?" Hardison asked. "You know, I think that's the first time anyone's ever called me that."

He had to pause for a second to gasp as Eliot's clever mouth traced over sensitive skin.

"I like it."