What Wouldn't I Give

[Nox]

There was nothing dark in the reaches of his mind as Raffe kissed him back. Alone in his own head seemed simple for once. But the kiss ended and Nox wanted more. Though Raffe's concerned question made Nox chucckle. He didn't want to move, their lips still so close, their bodies even closer than before. It wouldn't take much for Nox to change the state of his clothes, but they were in a room with a door wide open and windows and anyone could walk in at any time. So Nox pushed his thoughts to the fireworks. "You had to ruin my ego with that one huh?'

Nox nodded towards his wallet sitting on the bed where he'd left it after sending Sterlling the last text. He realized he hadn't read her last one. And he wasn't sure he was going to. "Just a text from Jay. He's alright, so he can wait on me now. 'Specially since I have a cute boy to kiss on." Nox grinned at Raffe leaning back just far enough to shake the fallen strands from his eyes. He didn't want to move his hand from where it pressed against Raffe's collar bone. Hell he didn't want to move at all. But he knew as the pain got worse so would his ability to stand and as much as the pain killers helped numb the pain, it also numbed the body and the mind. And Nox didn't want to become his father.

The movement caused more pain and Nox ground his teeth, biting back the pain taking the few steps back to at least lean against the bed, but his fist in Raffe's shirt meant to keep the man close. Nox spoke softly, "What I wouldn't give to be home with you in a real bed."