It's past midnight and both Kevin and Scotty are laying in bed, in a safe distance, reading each a book. Kevin's hand has landed on Scotty's neck after a very indiscrete yawn, and is now slowly massaging the neck in question.
Scotty jerks a bit to leave room for Kevin's hand to move lower on his bare back. He's been working hard, and a back massage would do him good. Kevin notices Scotty's movement and puts his book away. He moves over to Scotty to massage his back, and he gently kisses Scotty's shoulders, as Scotty continues to read, trying to get the message across, a massage is a massage. Period.
"Baby…" Kevin starts, "you wanna…?" he plants a very wet lingering kiss on Scotty's neck, knowing that's usually the start of it all.
"Kevin," Scotty, looks up from his book. "It's been," he quickly glances at the clock "half an hour since we…" Scotty nods his head meaningly and goes back to his book. Lately Kevin has been very attentive when it comes to pleasing Scotty in bed, and now Scotty started realizing he was not sixteen anymore. He needed rest.
"Okay." Kevin withdraws and picks up his book. "Just let me know if you change your mind, 'kay?" Kevin slowly stroked Scotty's arm.
Fifteen minutes later Scotty puts his book down, lays down with their joint cover up to his nose, turning his back to Kevin. Only seconds later Kevin turns off the lamp on his side, laying down behind Scotty. He puts an arm around his boyfriend and starts to slowly stroke his belly. He draws circles round his belly button and then continues with the random stroking.
"Kev, I'm really tired. Can we sleep?" Scotty mumbles.
"'Right, sure. You okay, hun?"
"I'm sorry, didn't mean to sound annoyed. You wanna do it? We can if you want to, 's just…"
"No, I just want you to be… you know, satisfied."
Scotty can feel Kevin smile against his shoulder when he says it.
"I am, I promise." Scotty smiles back. They've done it a lot lately, and Scotty was definitely the one being satisfied. Not that Kevin usually was selfish, but these last days had been amazing.
"Good. You wanna have lunch together tomorrow?"
"That sounds great, sweetie. I love you."
When Kevin whispered "I love you" back, Scotty was already asleep.