Eliot was staring at the ceiling in the darkness of Tony's bedroom. He felt Tony's warm breath on is torso, his chest hair tickling his nipples, he smelled Tony's scent of cologne,sweat and pizza and for some reason he thought he might burst. And suddenly the words rushed out.
"thinkin 'bout taking that offer from Nate"
Tony huffed at his side and snuggled a little closer in Eliot's arms
"i think its 'bout time i settled down some "
He felt Tony stiffen in his arms. For a moment his stomach clenched painfully and he wanted to bolt from the bed...never ever let himself be so open again but then he recognized the tone of Tony's babbling voice. He was ranting, going on and on about finding himself a nice wife and a white picked fence and...
He elbowed Tony in his side.
"with you of course, crazy "
Well that had shut him up.
He felt Tony relax in his arms again and he resumed his staring at the ceiling.
The warm hairy body next to him seemed to shake...and after a few minutes Tony was outright laughing. Eliot couldn't help himself and joined in.