This is just a little ficlet about the relationship between Handsome Bob and One Two. I think later on I may do Johnny and Archy but I've yet to decide. Anyway, hope that you enjoy it and don't forget to leave a comment. They make me happy.
One Two lets Handsome Bob do the grocery shopping. He never asks for anything to be put on the grocery list. To this day, he remains pleasantly surprised by what he finds in the fridge.
Handsome Bob lets One Two fix the appliances. Handsome he may be, but mechanic he is not. One Two is the only one allowed near the television when its on the fritz. And God help anyone who adjusts the thermostat without his permission.
One Two lets Handsome Bob make the bed. He fucks the neat little corners all to hell. He knows that he's much better at tossing people into his sheets, fucking people into them, and snuggling beneath them. Handsome Bob knows this. Handsome Bob has decided that this makes for a fair and equal trade.
Handsome Bob lets One Two do the dishes. Though they both have said nothing about it, it's common knowledge that One Two's cooking is shite and that they'd both be better served if he never even looked at a stove (ie microwave, toaster, blender, can opener).
One Two lets Handsome Bob do the driving. He knows fuck zero about how to work a stick shift and to be honest, he likes giving blowjobs on the freeway. Handsome Bob to his credit, says nothing about the spontaneous blowjobs, just groans and/or moans his approval.
Handsome Bob lets One Two find work. Not to say that Handsome Bob is in any way inept at finding work, One Two just doesn't like the clients ogling his lover. Negotiations tend to fail when he threatens to either A) Beat the shit out of said client or B) Makes out aggressively with Handsome Bob, so much so that the client has to leave before clothes come off. Handsome Bob can honestly say that when negotiations fail he isn't too upset over it.
One Two lets Handsome Bob top. He'll never openly say it to anyone, including himself, but its good to yield control, especially when the reward is being fucked into a nice puddle of sated happiness.
Handsome Bob lets One Two top. He loves the older man's technique, fuck aggressively, love aggressively and kiss all the bruises better. However, he refuses to wear a skirt while they fuck, well, maybe for One Two's fortieth birthday as a little pick-me-up.
One Two lets Handsome Bob hold his hand in public. He figures he owes it to him and he likes the feel of familiar calloused fingers in his.
Handsome Bob lets One Two hold his hand at night. He knows the nightmares about prison, always frighten the man and the one thing that brings him back is his hand. He holds on as long as the older man needs him to. He holds on because he loves him and because One Two saved him from those same nightmares.
One Two lets Handsome Bob say 'I love you' to him in front of the guys at the Speeler. He supposes it isn't too bad letting the other man fuss over him. He also likes the fact that someone loves him, and every time Handsome Bob says it, it's like a revelation.
Handsome Bob lets One Two say 'I love you' just before they go to bed. He won't say it anywhere else and he understands this. Wasn't the man a closet case until he turned thirty-six? Maybe he'd make him say it in front of their friends at their fortieth birthday party. Maybe wear the skirt as a reward? He'd ponder the idea later.