Ralph liked Bobbieâs smile. Though to be fair there was little he didnât like about the man. He liked how Bobbie purred responses. He liked how their bodies were pulled together. He liked the teases.
Ralph was only a man, after all. And Bobbie was attractive â in brains and body and everything else.
If Ralph hadnât been so curious about Bobbie as a person they wouldnât be here right now. In fact, Bobbie was the first person who Ralph invited to stay the night in his home. In his bed. That meant something. And in the morning, Ralph found he didnât mind Bobbieâs presence.
He couldnât stop himself from allowing his fingertips to gently trace over Bobbieâs cheekbone, brush hair off of the sleeping manâs forehead, using his other hand to run over his own face.
What secrets are you keeping from me, you beautiful man?
Ralph was careful not to wake him, feeling rough from last night but regretting none of it as he made his way to the kitchen, checking his body for any signs of Bobbie being there in the hallway mirror. Alf the puppy zoomed around the backyard and through the house, while Ramses followed by his side. Coffee first, hoping the smell of breakfast would rouse Bobbie eventually. But just in caseâŚ
âWhy donât you go get him?â he asked the black great dane, who dutifully trotted off into the home to retrieve Bobbie leaving Ralph to cook.
Ralph hadnât invited people to stay at his home and Bobbie certainly hadnât really stayed the night at anyoneâs place in a really long time. If he was invited to someoneâs place he didnât spend the night, that was for sure. But Ralph had asked him to stay and Bobbie was going to keep his word about staying -- because he wanted to stay.
The morning came and Bobbie showed no signs of waking up any time soon. He definitely was a guy who appreciated his nightâs sleep and he hadnât really slept much and he blamed Ralph for that. But the manâs bed was definitely comfortable to sleep on so once Bobbie had fallen asleep he wasnât planning on getting up any time soon.
Until he woke up to a dog snout poking his arm. One eye opened slowly, looking at the dog and when the animal all patiently just waited there Bobbie couldnât help but chuckle. âYou were sent here to wake me up werenât you?â he asked knowing the dog wouldnât really answer to him. Bobbie reached out to the dog, scratched his head a bit and then stretched his limbs. âYou can go and tell Ralph Iâm upâ, he said, but seemed like his word wasnât either heard or cared about because it seemed like Ramses was just going to wait there for Bobbie to actually get up. âOkay, okay..â A small chuckle followed his words and he sat up, starting the search of his underwear. Their clothes were pretty much scattered a bit here and there, but Bobbie did manage to find his boxers. He pulled them on, petted the dog and the duo headed downstairs.
âMorningâ, Bobbie said as he saw Ralph in the kitchen, a small smile gracing his lips. âHave you been up for long?â