Up and Up
Hoooboy, this is an oldy; this was a gift written up for one Spelunker Sal, back in 2011. My how my writing style has changed since then. >.> As for why I'm posting this here, now...eh, it's a decent story for how old it is, and I may as well share it evenly. I intended to write a sequel to this piece, but I ended up winding myself around a single idea that didn't pan out. I hope you all enjoy~
Up and Up
Written by Taiko Akito
The character Jeremy is the property of Spelunker Sal and does not belong to myself. The following story is based on the perceived personality of said character, with the permission and input of the owner.
The character of Romahn is a character unique to myself, Taiko, and is not to be reused without permission.
Credits go to Tank Lunar, Jace the dragon, Snow Taradien, Ender Rydel, Salaman, theonehowl, Drake Gentleheart, and Torokumaru for their proofreading and opinions on this story.
Jeremy flipped through a few sports magazines as he laid across his couch, humming to himself as he bobbed his head to an unheard beat. He was hardly reading the articles, though, mostly glancing through them so his mind could occupy itself before his guest arrived. Strangely enough, taking care of his own place seemed easier on Jeremy than doing chores had at his parents'. Although, seeing as he was just keeping an eye on the apartment for a friend while he was gone for the winter holidays, a lot of the work was already cut out for him.
Jeremy's browsing was cut short, however, by the bell being rung and the digital wind chimes singing their tune without any variant from how they'd played on any other day. Somehow, this one was different from all the other times that it had been rung. Something about it said in the t-rex's mind 'It's time.', as though it was some big revelation. He turned to the clock to confirm it, something he'd been doing every so often since it had chimed six times during dinner, and a great grin broke out that split his scaled lips. Tossing the magazine to the side and reaching to the hem of his shirt and pulling it up, the teen took off towards the door and opened it with wild abandon, grinning as his eyes were graced by the larger figure standing before him.
"You made it!", Jeremy exclaimed as he opened his arms wide, not even needing to take another step before he was engulfed in the puma's large arms, chuckling as he returned the gesture with a pat on the back. He only stepped back after he received a firm rub in turn, his violet eyes locked upon the larger cat's own amber set in turn, beholding the more subdued but nonetheless relieved look the puma owned.
"Yeah, finally. Nice to finally be somewhere warm not on wheels." the man apologetically replied, shrugging off his coat as snow fell from his shoulders, giving his head a quick brush as off as the bulky garment was generously taken from him to be set up elsewhere. "Course, your building doesn't exactly make it easy for people to get in or out, ya know?"
Jeremy rolled his eyes playfully at the subject of the front door, as he set the coat onto a peg the wall bore. "Oh, don't even start with that." he replied, ignoring the finger stroking down his naked back, as his guest slipped his boots off to defrost. "That entrance has eaten so many keys that I've started to call it the fourth gate to the Southern Oracle." The teen practically had a countdown in his head till his friend caught on to the joke, and the smile that spread across the short-furred face infectiously put his own into a broader grin.
Stepping back and allowing his guest to pass him through the minute hallway, once more ignoring the man's hand as it gave him a light swat on the rump. Jeremy stretched out a kink in his back and locked the front door. For a moment, he questioned the action, even as his hand held the chain to the slide. Normally, the apartment complex was so peaceful that he could sleep with the door wide open and have no intruders save a draft. After a moment of contemplating, though, he just slid it in and tugged the chain down to be sure it was locked tight, turning about and following his guest without a second thought.
"So, was at least the trip okay on the way down, Romahn?" he asked as he bounced back into the living room, taking no notice of his endowment bouncing between his legs as he stood ready like a good host. "You don't look too transparent, so it's safe to assume you got here in one piece." The lighthearted quip got another grin from the seated guest, who had been flipping through the discarded magazines lying across an otherwise empty coffee table.
"Oh, yeah, just great," the caramel cat replied as he set his button-up shirt to the side, his bare, muscular chest taking in the warmth of the welcome living room as he made himself at home. "Door aside, though, it took me so long to get here that I won't be able to stay in long before I have to head back out to get home at a decent time." Romahn smiled as he watched his host pick up the business shirt and set it onto the back of a chair without being asked, his teeth showing gently as he watched the scaly's most recent quirk.
He'd never asked why Jeremy bothered to wear that base-ball cap as much as he did, nor why he adjusted it every so often, but he had to admit, it looked cute on the dinosaur. It was even cuter now as it was the only piece of clothing that the teen had on his form, especially since Jeremy didn't even seem to know it.
Of course, Romahn knew better than to think that his host was going to allow his guest back into the mass of snow and cold outside, and drive through it for hours. He wasn't disappointed in how quickly it was brought up.
"No way dude. You're staying the night," Jeremy stated with no small amount of certainty, seating himself beside his bare chested friend with no large space left between them either. Just as those tan furred lips moved, seemingly to protest, a cocoa digit pressed itself to them and the dino continued where he'd left off. "And no objections. I've said it before, and I'll say it again, you've given me more than enough to warrant a month of free bed and breakfasts here."
Romahn's lips, finger pressed to them or not, just didn't seem willing to obey Jeremy's will. With a light chuckle the cat pulled himself back. He was amused to see that, though he was free to talk, the scaled arm slung across his shoulders kept him from breaking any form of the intimacy they shared on the couch. "Come on Jer, all I did was-" Again, the dino wasn't having any of it.
"All you did was keep me from making an ass of myself anytime I practiced, Romahn." the smaller rex continued, giving a light-hearted poke to the furred chest as he got up and sauntered into his small kitchen. "I mean, come on, if it wasn't for you I'd have never of thought to prepare my own mind before I tried to mesmerize a target. I don't know what I was thinking beforehand!" As Jeremy popped his head back up to make a playful spell casting motion with his hands there was a genuine smile of gratitude on his face, and he popped back down for a few moments more before he hefted a bottle of beer onto the counter.
As the puma rose a brow, the rex chuckled and meekly replied "I kind of, stocked up when I got your message on the machine...um, you want one?" Jeremy rubbed the back of his head as Romahn nodded back to him, handing the cold brew to his guest as they sat side by side to one another. Despite the man's suspicions towards the reasons behind the apparent supply at hand, the bottle was accepted with a grateful nod and the top was twisted off with ease.
"Well I had to!" Jeremy suddenly exclaimed, somewhat defensively, as though he had to give a reason. "I mean, you're the most supportive person I've ever known, outside of family, especially towards my hypnosis. If it wasn't for you-" The teen was stopped in his verbal tracks by a finger to his lips, mirroring what he'd done mere minutes ago. The irony of the gesture made him smile, despite his praise being paused.
"Jer, Jer, calm down." Romahn firmly said, a smile still on his lips as he licked them clean of beer. "Listen, I'll stay the night with you," he started as he gazed into those fine eyes, deeper and gleaming brighter than any amethyst that a jeweler could provide. However poetic a thing it might have been, though, all that was on the puma's mind was how he already had the t-rex wrapped around his finger. "But only under one condition."
Lifting the finger from where it lay, and wagging it about, Romahn smirked as he watched the eternally curious dino's eyes follow his digit like a cat. Slow or fast, the gems set into Jeremy's head followed with the dedication of a hungry cat watching its prey, the rex's ears waiting for what the condition was. With his eyes firmly distracted, the puma allowed himself to grin like a deviant towards his friend, before he finally allowed the deviant smile he had been hiding to come to his face. By the time he'd allow Jeremy to catch onto it, however, instead of the distracting digit, the puma had already said his two cents and flipped the metaphorical trigger.
"Yo-yo ass-show."
There was a hiss from the reptile, as his mouth moved, before his mind, to ask what the condition meant. As soon as he started, his train of thought crashed, and a new one began to start up, directing the limber form up and away into his bedroom. Romahn lay back for a while as he waited for everything to run its course, gently nursing the beer till it was done and he needed get up and open the fridge for more. He'd check his watch as he popped the top of another bottle, briefly debating on how much longer he should stand around and wait. "Hm, trigger should have run its course by now, and he did tell me earlier that his self hypnosis time was getting better..." he muttered, before he finally shrugged followed his friend in to the master bedroom, leaving his original bottle where it lay due to a lack of a recycling bin.
The first thing that the puma saw as he entered the room was Jeremy, standing before a full length mirror and holding a spiral-engraved yo-yo before his eyes. Rohman didn't look to see if the toy was still spinning, instead settling on taking another long swig of beer, lest he fall under the same spell that his host was using on himself. Normally it was the linchpin to any attempt Jeremy made at entrancing a man, its black and white surfaces making for one of the least expected and conventional tools at putting one under. That night, it wasn't a tool that belonged to the dinosaur - it was a tool of Romahn's.
The cat smiled at it as Jeremy sped it up with an errant hand, chuckling to himself "Right on, cue, as always." Quiet as a phantom, and just as intrusive, Romahn stepped in and continued to make himself at home, slipping his pants off at the door and scratching his junk without a care for what his host saw. It wasn't the first time Jeremy had seen his endowment beforehand, or even the first that he'd been naked inside that room. In fact, little of what had happened that night was new for either male. It hadn't gotten old in the least for Romahn, though, especially as he snapped his fingers and pointed to his feet, the gesture seen through the mirror and the sound recognized even easier.
Instantly forgotten, the yo-yo slipped from its owner's hand and spun briefly on the carpeted floor, Jeremy turning himself around and knelt to the floor. His eyes were full of his toy's trademark decal as he slowly crawled his way to his would-be guest. Romahn was silent as he moved and sat onto the tyranno's bed, lifting his feet for the nearly naked reptile to crawl and flip himself under. Upon reaching the designated place, the puma let his paws fall and gently slap upon that mildly defined chest, purring lightly as he felt the warmth radiate upwards from his compliant victim and into his lightly aching feet.
"Hmph, 'most supportive'..." he snickered as he began to play with the exposed body, trailing his toes over the teen's face. Watching Jeremy's breaths slowly quicken as he held his toes above the twin nostrils, Romahn began to wonder (and not for the first time) if he was really a repressed paw fetishist. He did get a soft thrill out of feeling those soft, almost maliable scales under his toes, especially when creating little rises he'd softly slide between his digits. There was something especially relaxing about the rex's tongue lapping away at the soles of his feet. It wasn't just from the fact that he could make the command and have it be followed either -no, there had been times when he'd had entire body bathes with that tongue - but that he knew that Jeremy wanted to do it, too.
"Never even thought to question what you were programming into yourself, did ya?" grinning as he heard the automatic gasp to his toes finding and slipping in between the soft and supple lips of the dinosaur. "No, of course not. Not to your newest, best pal, Romahn, the guy you tried to hypnotize half a year ago," he continued to rumble down to his mind wiped victim, purring gently as he felt that soft tongue lap out and over the underside of his foot, cleaning it of a day's worth of walking and pedal-pushing in a winter-worn boot.
"But damn, I'm going to have to tone down the respect you have for me, Jer. The way you're going on it's like I've helped you find god or something - granted, you've moaned to god at least a dozen times, but I'm no holy man you know." He suppressed a giggle as the rough tongue dragged itself over his soft pads, though the joke was at least a little amusing, his sheath well into the process of filling itself out as he stuck his toe along Jeremy's tongue to extend the lick.
The snowy cat laughed as he leaned back on the bed, taking another swig of his beer while his other foot slowly trailed across the skinny lad, moans being released by his subject all the while. His firm pads gave a light massage to the twin fleshy nipples adorning that cute chest, pinching them between his dark claws and hardening them into little points of muscle, before trailing down further to tease along the light etchings of a set of abs being built. "And the coup-de-grace..." he hissed to himself happily as Jeremy gave another little moan, looking into those dull eyes for but a moment as he teased a claw across the teen's semi-aroused shaft.
"You know what this is, don'cha?" the puma purred into the inset ears, as his toe slowly dragged itself along the thickening shaft, the mocha coloring deepening gently as it became all the more turgid. "This is all you wanted to do with me the moment you saw me, isn't it? Cocks and paws, socks and cum..." He laughed as he pinched the base of the cock with his toes, feeling saurian heart strongly throb through it as though to agree with his unspoken statement. His foot rose again as he wrapped his toes about the endowment as far as he could reach, gently jacking it off while he kept the serviced foot still - it was a talent that, by experience, Romahn found to be quite rare.
"Heh, I bet this is all you want to do with every guy you hypnotize, isn't it..." he continued as he remembered their first encounter, memories of that fateful day in the gym showers coming back before his eyes and ears as though they were just happening for the first time.
It was kind of funny how cocky one could be, when they were alone in a shower room while the rest of the building was devoid of customers on a dead afternoon, especially if it was a Monday in a gym at the edge of town. It made one feel racy...or, at least, it did Romahn. Enough that he could soap his fingers up between his cheeks and rub, slow and smooth, between them, without any weight on his conscience...in hindsight, this alone was probably tempting fate a tad much. Coupled with the way that he pressed his chest to the shower wall. He was bent at the waist while rubbing between his legs, the puma was actually surprised at how well he came out from the whole event.
As luck would have it, only one person showed up, out of the blue halfway into the feline's rather involved cleaning session, although the mere surprise left the cat expecting lynching and or a displaced gym contract for hours. In fact, the closest that the cat got for an assault was the dinosaur's rather cheery, if talkative, personality - Romahn wasn't quite sure why, but there was something rather off- putting about this attitude, considering the nature of the show that had been interrupted. On the other hand, for what ribbing he got and eye rolling he did, Jeremy wasn't all that bad a person to chat with under the shower, and he seemed to be genuinely okay with what he'd walked in on, not even raising a single question about it. That, and the kid had a quite a few good jokes under his belt, which he gave between the time they toweled off to when they stood in their skivvies in the locker-room.
It was only when the yo-yo came out that Romahn really began to question his conversation partner's motives, his brows ready to be lost to the rest of his head's fur before he began to understand. To Jeremy's credit, he had been talking a bit about yo-yos, but the puma had only a vague recollection of it (and indeed remembered only having a vague memory of it when he saw the trick toy in the first place).
"It's a hobby of mine, playing with yo-yos." he'd heard Jeremy say, although his eyes were currently stuck traveling between the dino's eager face and the slowly twisting toy. "I've been practicing with this one for a while now, too. I've gotten pretty good with it." The puma's brown ears were still taking in the T-Rex's words, but there was something off about what he was seeing, and hearing. An eagerness that his smile was barely failing to hide. It was making him rather worried about his future...
What happened next was the fuzziest memory he had about the entire encounter, even to the present day. At first, it was okay, with Jeremy droning about something...and then, for a while, it was just that yo-yo spinning and swinging between himself and the mocha reptile, spinning and swinging, with the black and white design on the side drawing him in deeper down a weird tunnel that consisted of slowly passing lockers and spirals...and, then he started to back out of it.
Again to that day, Romahn didn't know what it was that had kept him from being put under. The thing that drew him in before was still there, siren call still enticing him onwards...but the effect was diminishing, his eyes slowly catching on as the spinning toy dipped and fell to the floor, clattering and rolling to a nearby locker as Romahn came back to the world, and asked the first thing on his mind.
"What the...the fuck was that?" The answer the air-headed cat got was, surprisingly, from a dull faced, hard-on endowed Jeremy.
"My yo-yo...trance..." The mere tone of the voice alone was enough to pique Romahn's interest, and with a gutteral effort the man pulled himself back to reality, although he still needed to process what he was being told. "Birthday today...gym has hot guys..." The cat had quirked a brow to the mumblings he was able to understand, and slowly knelt beside the teen, silently thinking back to the more obscure courses he'd taken in university. It wasn't like he could believe the other's words at face value...but still, as he sat the boy down beside him, he couldn't help but wonder.
"What's your name?", he'd asked. The syllables he got made no sense on the first listen through. "Say that again, but clearly.", he gently repeated, wrapping an arm around the reptile's slim shoulders, the puma realizing just how small the dinosaur was compared to himself.
"Jeremy..."
"Good, good. Now, Jeremy, just relax, and listen to the sound of my voice. My smooth, soft, sexy voice..." To that day Romahn didn't know why he added the last additive to his words, nor why he continued on through a standard induction phase for a hypnotic session. It was almost as if the psychology classes he'd taken were happening again, before his eyes as he took Jeremy deeper, and deeper.
Somehow, Romahn and his newest acquisition remained unfound by any staff members or gym goers for the remainder of the time spent in the locker room, which was quite a blessing considering what their conversation had quickly deviated to.
"So...it's your birthday, you're new to using hypnosis, you're single...so why decide to come to a gym?" The look on Romahn's face told that he knew the answer already, before he asked the question itself, but he just wanted to be sure that it was what he was expecting. He wasn't disapointed.
"Cause...lots of guys...hot...muscled...alone..." the rex replied casually, making the cat nodding to himself, assumptions confirmed. It was one of the reasons he'd taken the courses in college - it wasn't impossible to get guys this way, but it was too much effort for what he wanted. He'd been more than a tad surprised by what he got almost immediately after the pause, however.
"Guys who have sore feet...on treadmills...walking...wanting to get off them...helping them with it..." Surprised by the fact that there was more to Jeremy's gym trip than just getting a man alone, much less that it was for their feet too, the puma rose a brow and asked the immortal question, the one that to this day he knew best out of all he'd asked.
"H-How do you do that?"
The flashback was interrupted as a spike of pain ran up the man's foot, along with a cough from below. Blinking down, the puma gave an apologetic smile, and used his pricked foot to rub at the reptile's head, having let it drift a little too far into the other's maw.
"Sorry there, Jer,", he said as he wiped the spittle off his foot onto the carpet, "Got a little lost there. No hard feelings?" Getting no answer, and assuming there wasn't, the man shrugged and continued, "Well, no more than the first time it happened I assume. Still can't believe that your gag reflex is under that much control." The mistake was one that Romahn had made the first time he'd let Jeremy suck on his toes while entranced, again on his own part, having jerked his foot in when he'd found himself being tickled slightly.
It had impressed him, though, as much as it did any other time the mistake happened - a partaker in cocksucking himself, Romahn knew how beneficial it was to control one's gag reflex. The way that Jeremy knew to do it was nothing below, and if anything beyond, talented. Hell, if it hadn't, he wouldn't have taken a look at the boy aside and gotten to know him even better than the questionnaire had...including how easily the kid bent over, as well as remembered certain "key" words.
It had taken a few months of training afterward to get himself as established into the dino's head as he was now, but now that he was, Romahn had to say, he liked the kid. Sure, there was a clear age difference between them, and Jeremy was probably too far in the clutches of his hormones to really be able to stick with one guy reliably, but if he could, the cat would have enjoyed having Jeremy as a boyfriend. Hypnosis or none, the teen was a nice kid to know, and fact that the sex they shared was great was simply icing on the cake.
For now, though, sex was all they shared outside of a normal friendship. Looking back to see how his foot was doing at the other's nethers, Romahn grinned at the sight of his pre-soaked toes rubbing against and around the dino's exposed glans, Jeremy limply struggling below as though to get off, an orgasm so close to his mind. The teasing appendages toes were snapped away as their owner tutted lightly into the air, the man checking his bottle before setting it aside for another time as he muttered out loud, "No, no, Jer. You haven't done all you could for that." wagging his finger as the floor bound rex whimpered.
Taking some mercy on the lad, if only for how sweet he could be when not waving that toy of his from side to side, Romahn leaned back and lifted his paws from the brown scales. "Come on." he grinned as he pat the bed, "Come sit in Santa's lap, Jer. You know you love to sit in ol' Saint Nic's crotch, don'cha?" Reaching down to his own exposed organ, which throbbed in the air as much as Jeremy's own, Romahn jerked himself gently as he watched his younger lover rise unsteadily to his feet, the eager expression on the teen's face barely held back by the trance he'd set himself in.
It was something that never got old for the older man, watching the near explosive eagerness rise from Jeremy's entranced face, looking exactly the same as it would if he were away and offered fun with a cock (be it Romahn's or his own). The way it always shone through, from the first time he'd fucked the kid just to prove he could to that very moment, made the cat smile. Hell, it was probably what made him develop a benign relationship with the scaly in flavor of mere enslavement - not that he minded playing master and pet when the mood struck him, but that was for special occasions. Even as he slipped Jeremy around and into his lap, chest to chest, muzzle to snout, and tongue to tongue, he still smiled at the sheer radiance such an expression gave.
Romahn began to lube his shaft up with his own pre, as he happily made out with the entranced boytoy in his lap, readying it for what was about to come. He had a trigger in place that, with the mere mention, would have loosened the rex up enough to safely slip his maleness in without lube, and although it took some of the fun of the fuck out, he couldn't help but find it immensely satisfying to use.
"Mmmm, that's it Jer," he moaned as their lips parted, his tongue licking his own furred ones clean. "Now, just relax and get ready for the Yule-tide log...that thick, meat log." The pants escaping Jeremy's scaled lips slowed as he gently relaxed himself, a finger of Romahn's at his ass slowly managing to slip itself in with no problems, decorating his inner ring with the puma's own pre. "Keep thinking of it, Jer, keep thinking of the log." the cat continued to whisper, slowly drawing his shaft down and under the pent up brown balls, kept blue just for this occasion.
Hissing to himself as his wet head touched upon the tightly puckered ring, Romahn slowly eased himself into the dinosaur's rump. The listless sigh from Jeremy made in turn was barely audible above his breath, as he was lowered upon the spine covered shaft. Romahn waited till he was halfway down before he released his hold, biting his lip to keep from moaning as he too adjusted to the warm, slightly wet warmth of about his throbbing manhood.
"And, forget the log." he muttered as he grit his teeth, and shut his eyes in wait; it didn't take long for the effects to happen. As fast as a gunshot, Jeremy's ass went from loose and easy to as taunt as a drum, and the T-Rex wasn't shy in moaning as he felt the difference, clinging tightly to Romahn as the controller himself grunted. Romahn hissed as he felt Jeremy spasm about his cock, the lizard panting as he was slowly lifted off the shaft...and dropped back down again, both lovers grunting in unison as more cock went in than out. Jeremy's head tilted up while Romahn's moved down in bliss, trying hard not to open his mouth, aware that he could easily ruin the game with a misused command.
Instead the cat leaned back and snapped his fingers, the situation as well as the sound activating another deep seated trigger. Without missing a beat, Jeremy shifted himself to ride that thick pole with all he had, his hands clinging to Romahn's shoulders while his knees spread out beside the larger man's own. The bed made them bounce with each drop the scaly made, and their lust only grew louder for it. It was easy to hear the moans made through Romahn's pursed lips, and more than once he bucked into his younger lover as he reached the apex of his rise, causing them to go higher still, and fuck all the harder as they landed, much to both their bliss. At one point, Jeremy's hat fell off and over, and found itself perched on his other head, pre gently staining the top as it censored his crotch in a way that Romahn could do nothing but laugh at when he saw it.
However, as with all good things, the end came within sights far too quick for the puma's delight, and without any warning he gripped the base of the dino's shaft and jerked it roughly, panting out loud as he took control back into his own hands. Up his hips went, his hands keeping Jeremy in place, their forms bouncing lightly on the spring box below, the puma grunting while his balls waved in the air and against the sheets, lips peeling back to form a predatory grin he was so fond of making. "Fuck!" he growled down to his listless swain, "Fuck, yes! Yes, fuck yes!" Spittle slipped through his teeth to his chin, as pre escaped from the pucker clinging to his shaft, the tufts of fur at the bases of both absorbing the fluids easily as he humped all the harder.
The harder he went, the less intelligible his voice got, and sparked by Jeremy's lightly pitched moans of a held off release, the puma finally unhooked his jaws and roared into the air. Slamming his hips into the boy's bowels and grinding themselves together, the man groaned as he felt himself slowly being splattered by something hot and wet, the hat apparently having come loose. As he came down from the enlightening orgasmic high, his heart pounding lesser in his ears and slowly un-muting the rest of the world, he began to pick up a sound aside from his own, dying but still pleased with himself for an act well done.
It didn't take a genius to know that he'd let Jeremy let off a good load, and with a light pant of relief he pulled the dinosaur higher along himself, a purr slowly running through himself and into the teen in his arms. Kissing the breathless boy's lips once again, the puma's arms slowly unwrapped themselves, and made a slow, deliberate clap in the air, three times occuring before his palms reached down to rest along Jeremy's ass. It would take a minute for this final, releasing trigger to take hold, but he knew that, as he pulled away from the kiss, things between them would still stay as sweet as ever.
"Hhhrrrrr...fuck Jer...you got bucket balls or something?" he laughed gently into the rex's bald head, he pulled himself back to nuzzle along the smaller man's snout, even as he began to feel just how glued they'd be come morning.
"Huw...wha..?" the teen asked back, blinking and slowly shifting out of his trance, as he began to move his arms down and along the naked, furred chest below. A pat on the back of his head slowly put him at ease, and he purred as the puma below fished a familiar cap out from between them and slipped it back onto the bald head.
"Don't worry about it, Jer..." the puma purred silently to himself, stroking the eighteen year old in his arms silently as he looked into the ceiling for what felt like the first time. "...for now, just relax, and sleep. I'll teach ya how to make beer batter pancakes in the morning...and give you a few pointers about your form, too..."
The lack of a reply was enough to allow Romahn's mind to empty, a yawn breaking out from his lips as he shifted them around to put his head on the pillows at the very least. Blearily blinking as he looked to the still lit living room, the twenty-something stud simply shrugged and tugged a sufficiently warm blanket across Jeremy's back, the teen happy and content to lie where he was. Romahn was close to joining him like this, although he knew that eventually he'd wake them both up to go and brush their teeth before actually falling asleep...but for now, he was okay with where he lay.
Not at all bad, considering their relationship started with a botched footjob...