Basin Street Blues
Blake’s eyes lit up as Andy placed his hand within his, their grips entangling with one another, and he waited eagerly for a response. He felt Andy’s lips on his and he smiled into the kiss but as his fiance pulled away he could do nothing more than blush. Andy was already taking him to their bedroom and it was more than enough for him to know where it would lead to. He had wanted it, both to make Andy feel better and because there was something about his fight with Sam that had his blood pumping. Although his ulterior motive had been upfront in his mind, and elsewhere, he hadn’t expected for Andy to bring it up.
A soft scoff lingered in Blake’s throat as he tried to find the words to answer Andy. He moved forward, sliding into the doorway and spinning Andy around as he did so - pulling him into the room as he stepped backwards. “It’s possible.” He admitted softly, almost avoiding eye contact with the love of his life. “It may not have been under the best of circumstances, I’ll admit, but there is hardly anything more sexy than a person who sticks up for himself.” There was more to it, of course, but he hesitated to continue. Biting his lip, he decided to go through with it. “And, well, on a primeval level. It’s rather attractive as well.”
He made it to the edge of the bed and let go of Andy’s hands, his own slid down his fiance’s waist and rested on his hips briefly. “However, as of this moment, I want you to forget about everything that happened at the garage today.” Blake swiped at Andy’s belt buckle before undoing the button of his jeans. He pressed his lips tightly against Andy’s and gently guided him onto his back, his hand slipping into his pants as he remained kissing Andy. Blake propped himself up with his other arm and stared down at Andy, a bright smile across his face. He couldn’t turn away, he got lost in the other man’s eyes. “I love you.”
Andy kept his hands in Blake's, as they made their way to the bedroom. He didn't want to let go of the man, didn't want to stop touching him, not when Blake's words were getting him so flushed and warmed up. As Blake spoke, looking rather flustered himself, Andy chuckled, grinning widely. He didn't even care that his cheek stung a bit, from the action. He was just so happy with Blake. He felt so comfortable and safe around him, and Blake made him laugh. It felt good to laugh, to feel calm after the events of the day. "I was rather into your nurse act, I must admit." Andy said, blushing hard, but still smiling. "I thought that was fairly sexy too."
Andy let Blake lead him to the bed, letting out a sigh, as Blake's hands ran down his waist. He brought his own hands up Blake's back, running over his muscles, through his shirt, his fingers finding the skin of his neck. He stroked the spot gently, his fingers just brushing through Blake's hair, as Blake worked at his belt buckle. Closing his eyes, Andy followed Blake's lead, and lay back on the bed, glad to let Blake control, to guide him. He grinned up at Blake, as the man spoke, looking down at him, a wide smile on his face. Andy pulled Blake's face close again, his hands cupping his neck and cheeks. He kissed him, before speaking, his lips against Blake's. "I love you too." He said, smiling, his hands running down Blake's chest, to the buttons, starting to pull them apart. He wanted to feel more of Blake's skin, wanting to feel more of his body against Andy's.













