A Little Head Clearing

[Nox]

There was nothing stopping them except their sheer will. The look on Raffe's face while he watched Nox made it all the harder to say 'no'. But it really was better. They'd known each other for what, all of a day. This wasn't some one night stand. This was a guy he'd see everyday - fuck, he was sleeping in the same bed because Nox had asked. Sex would be easy. The rest - that was hard.

Nox shucked his jeans and kicked them over on top of Nova. The mess would bug him in the morning, but this wasn't the time to show his next door neighbor how pedantic he was about order. A trait nearly beaten into him by his father, but one he couldn't break. He'd tried, but it bothered him almost as much as it had his father.

Standing there in just his boxers was only mildly awkward, as Nox looked back at the door and weighed the options. Privacy or panic. After enclosing himself in his own tomb Nox found that he really didn't like small closed places. At least he had a reason he thought for one of his newest found issues that wasn't related to a memory of his father.

Nox laid down on his stomach propping his head on his hand looking down at Raffe. His grin grew wide as he turned to his side to face Raffe placing a hand on the middle of the other man's chest and resting his head on his elbow crooked under his head. "Whoda thunk I'd get you in bed the first night." Nox leaned over and pressed a soft kiss to Raffe's cheek. With a flick of his hand, it appeared like the light just flicked off, but it had taken an effort, seize, weave, and preform. Simple things Nox took for granted, but it was his new life. A life he loved. Nox closed his eyes with a smile still on his lips whispering, "Thank you." and putting his hand back on Raffe's chest.