Author's note: Hi everyone! Some story news - I've changed the rating to M because the first scene in this chapter contains sex. So please don't read the first section if you're too young, or if you would simply prefer not to read a sex scene. The end of the scene is clearly marked with a line across the page so you can easily skip reading it altogether if you'd like. It won't affect the storyline; you'll just have a short chapter. For those who do intend to read it - I've never even tried to write a sex scene before so I really hope it turned out all right! I was definitely nervous about posting it so please let me know what you think! Cheers, Rose

Chapter 4: The wonders of three hours sleep

Kyle threw back the drapes that separated his bedroom from the main living area and spun so his thighs rested back against the bed. Locking his gaze onto Tom's, he tugged Tom close and stepped into him, completely eliminating the distance between them. Distance was precisely what he didn't want right now. Kyle grazed his fingertips up the back of Tom's neck, eliciting a shiver from his boyfriend as he moved to slant their lips together. Kyle was reveling in the languorous slide of Tom's lips over his; in Tom's closeness and his taste, unmistakable under the delicious wine they'd enjoyed. Momentarily distracted at that thought, Kyle swept his tongue over Tom's as he pondered. Yep, the wine definitely tasted better from Tom's lips. But he had better things to do than think about that. Gripping onto Tom more tightly, Kyle tilted his head to change the angle of the kiss, kissing his lover as his heart gradually picked up speed. He could feel the corresponding increase in Tom's heart thumping against his chest, even through the layers of material separating them. Those unnecessary barriers had to go; Kyle wanted to feel that beat against his skin. Kyle slid his hands across Tom's chest, slipping under the lapels of his jacket to gently push it over his shoulders. Released from its hold, the jacket plummeted to the floor. Kyle then went to work on Tom's shirt, unbuttoning and removing it efficiently before running his hands across Tom's bare chest with abandon, relishing the way the muscles twitched under his touch.

Tom quickly returned the favour, breaking kiss briefly to gather the hem of Kyle's sweater, tug it over his head and toss it aside. Since they'd already had to stop kissing, Tom dispensed with Kyle's shirt too as his boyfriend deftly unbuckled and discarded their belts. Tom folded his arms back around the incredible man in front of him and sank into his kiss. Tom had been worried about Kyle earlier, about how upset he'd been so having him tucked in his arms and responding to every glide of his tongue and brush of his fingertips was wonderful. He was relishing the expanse of Kyle's warm skin as his hands skimmed over his boyfriend. Kicking off his shoes, he tumbled them backwards onto the bed, surprised when the suspension was far springier than he'd expected and they bounced. Luckily, they managed to avoid any errant elbows ending up planted into someone's stomach as they flailed around briefly before recovering their balance. Once the world had stopped spinning, Tom slid one leg between Kyle's and propped himself up on his elbows with a laugh. "That worked better in my head."

Kyle's eyes were dark with desire and amusement as he joined Tom in bright laughter. As it subsided to a grin, he replied. "Yeah, it was a little uncoordinated. But it was fun." As he spoke, Kyle's fingers traversed the length of Tom's spine, exploring the gentle rise and fall of his musculature with every breath his boyfriend took. Tonight, Kyle decided, this was exactly what he wanted. Feeling Tom move deep inside him as he alternated between gazing into his boyfriend's beautiful blue irises and kissing him. Kyle requested "Can we... just like this?"

The lowered pitch of his voice sent sparks surging through Tom's veins. "Yeah, that sounds perfect." Gasping as Kyle canted his hips upward, Tom pressed openmouthed kisses just below Kyle's ear and asked "Supplies?" He wanted to get the necessities out now instead of having to pause things later when they were both desperate and scramble to find them.

"Bedside table, top drawer."

Tom quickly shifted to grab a condom and lube and toss them onto the bed before turning back to Kyle. Only a thin blue ring was visible around the dark, dilated pupils. At the emotion he could see in Tom's eyes, warm affection mingled with raw desire, Kyle surged up to kiss him. It felt incredible, Tom's lean body pressing him into the soft mattress as their tongues slid across one another. Kyle let his fingers dance down Tom's spine, smoothing over the dimples at the base to tuck tantalisingly just under the hem of Tom's jeans, fingertips digging in gently. Right, the jeans had to go; they were restricting his access and Tom's movement. Kyle slithered his hand between them, unbuttoning and unzipping as he went. He undid his own pants too; lifting his hips as Tom helped tug the material off. Together they managed to coordinate kicking everything to the floor and Kyle brought Tom's hips back down to nestle against his own. Finally they were lying naked against one another, no more unnecessary barriers fixed between them.

As they gazed at one another, their world shrinking to the depths of the other's eyes, Tom tipped his head forward to nuzzle his nose against Kyle's. Their breaths melded in the cool early morning air as he murmured "Hi."

Kyle's lips swept upwards. "Hi." Lifting his chin, Kyle kissed his lover thoroughly, enjoying the resulting frisson of excitement curling at the base of his spine. Deciding that he wanted to take his time tonight, he wrapped his arms tightly around his lover's back, pressing them firmly together. Kyle grazed his toes up Tom's calf before planting his foot firmly against the bed as he shifted his left hand to protectively cradle Tom's head. Kyle then used his bent leg as leverage to flip them over in one fluid motion. Settling comfortably between Tom's legs, and languidly rocking their hips together, Kyle kissed the gasp of surprise off Tom's lips. He soon moved to press lingering kisses along Tom's jaw and trail down his neck.

Tom slid his hand into Kyle's hair in response, his other arm firm at the small of Kyle's back. Tilting his head to the side and arching his neck into Kyle's touch, Tom breathlessly offered "Nice move."

Kyle lifted his head to hover over Tom's, a infectious grin sweeping across his lips as laughter danced in his eyes. "I thought so. And it worked even better than in my head."

Tom chuckled, contented warmth momentarily overriding the heated anticipation writhing in him. "Yep. So what are you planning on doing with me?"

Kyle bit his bottom lip slightly, considering what he wanted to do with his brand new boyfriend stretched out trustingly beneath him.

Tom realised that Kyle biting his lip like that just wasn't fair to his sanity. Tom lifted his head and kissed him, gently tugging Kyle's lip free of its prison and taking his time deepening the kiss before pulling back to let Kyle answer.

"I haven't decided yet. I think I'll just start here..." he brushed his hand down Tom's neck, chasing his fingertips with his lips into the hollow of Tom's throat. Tom moaned, the sound vibrating against Kyle's lips and making him smile even as it sent his heart rate up a few notches. "And see where I end up."

Tom took a deep breath, letting some of the tension building in his muscles relax as he slowly released the air from his lungs. He knew that with Kyle the wait would well be worth it. Besides, the anticipation itself was kind of fun; the way it left him feeling breathtakingly alive as his heart thrummed and every nerve fibre focused solely on Kyle, waiting eagerly to signal his touch.

Kyle trailed his lips leisurely down Tom's chest, detouring frequently off his downward trajectory to explore almost every inch of Tom's chest. He lavished attention on Tom's nipples, switching between his swirling his tongue and skating the pads of his fingers over them in tight circles, all the while delighting in Tom's gasps. He swept a feather light kiss across the side of Tom's stomach, the muscles quivering under his touch as Tom let out an involuntary giggle. Kyle quickly rubbed his hand over Tom's side firmly, transforming the teasing caress into a pleasurable one. "Sorry! I know you're ticklish. I didn't mean that to be quite so light."

His breath hitching, Tom threw one arm over his eyes and left his other still tucked into Kyle's hair. "It's fine. But if your plan is to drive me crazy then you're succeeding."

Kyle lifted heavy-lidded eyes to analyse Tom's face. "Is it too much? Do you want me to stop?"

Lifting his arm off his eyes to meet Kyle's, Tom exclaimed "God, no! I want you. Just please do something!"

Kyle chuckled, grinning against his lover's skin before nosing down the crease of Tom's thigh and planting his forearm firmly across Tom's hips as they twitched upward. Kyle then decided that as much fun as Tom's reactions were, he'd tortured his boyfriend enough for one night. With that thought, he bent forward to take Tom in his mouth.

Tom's hips jolted upward, straining against Kyle's forearm. God, Kyle was good at this. Too good if he wanted this to last for very long. It was only a couple of minutes before Tom tugged Kyle back up with a ragged moan, kissing him desperately and messily as he tried to draw in enough air. Breaking the kiss completely wasn't an option he wanted to employ, even if his lungs were protesting a little at their treatment. Swapping their positions would help. He pushed at Kyle's shoulders and twisted his hips, rolling them over easily and settling on his side propped half on top of Kyle. Tom moved away from Kyle's tempting lips to suck and nip gently at his boyfriend's throat, careful not to leave any marks even as Kyle moaned and pushed into his touch. As Kyle's neck arched off the bed, Tom managed to slide one arm underneath Kyle's head, his wrist curving around Kyle's shoulder in a partial embrace. Tom glided his other hand down the planes of Kyle's chest and stroked over his boyfriend's erection, savouring the way Kyle gasped out his name and shuddered beneath him. Focusing on Kyle was managing to simultaneously inflame his desire and let him regain a measure of control as his mind cleared slightly. Lifting his hand, Tom scrabbled beside them in the sheets, searching for the distinct shape of the lube bottle he'd tossed there earlier. Connecting with it, he closed his fingers around it tightly, bringing it toward them as he dropped a kiss over Kyle's racing heart. Tom then snapped back the top of the lube, a soft snick echoing in the quiet room.

Kyle's eyes snapped open at the faint noise. He knew what that noise meant.

At the sudden motion, Tom checked "Are you okay?"

Kyle breathed out "Yeah, Tom. Want you." He brought his hand up to slot his fingers into Tom's, clutching tightly. He ran his other hand up Tom's back to his neck, bringing their lips together as Tom slicked his fingers.

Tom took his time, kissing his boyfriend deeply as he carefully and thoroughly prepared Kyle. He pulled away as he slipped his fingers out, eliciting a whimpered protest from Kyle. Tom grabbed the condom, rolling it on and adding more lube before stroking Kyle's cheek with his other hand until Kyle opened his eyes. "Hey, Kyle. Ready?"

His cheeks flushed and brain absolutely flooded with arousal, Kyle only managed to answer, "Yes." He crashed their lips together as Tom slid into him and they both moaned into the kiss. After a minute, when he'd adjusted to the stretch, Kyle opened his eyes and rocked up against his boyfriend. In the midst of the pleasure radiating through him with every thrust of Tom's hips, a stray thought occurred to Kyle. Earlier, he'd wanted this night to be just about them, to forget about the world and focus on nothing beyond their connection and the synchronous movement of their bodies. And in that moment, it was. Nothing mattered except Tom's eyes intent upon his own, Tom's hands entangled with his; the warm weight of Tom's body pressing into him, the slip of their sweat-slickened skin as they moved together. He wanted it to last forever even as he came with Tom's name on his lips and Tom's voice echoed with his own.

Tom groaned at the incessant blaring tugging his mind out of blissful sleep tangled together with his new boyfriend. He cracked his eyes open to try and find the offending alarm, quickly realising it was sitting on Kyle's bedside table on the other side of the bed. Reaching it seemed an impossible task at that moment; it was way too early to attempt clambering over Kyle to turn it off. Recognising that Kyle was stirring as the noise intensified, Tom instead tightened his arms around his boyfriend and asked blearily, "Why so early? Do we have to get up? We didn't get to sleep 'til after three."

Kyle flung his arm out to blindly whack at his alarm, sighing in relief at the sudden silence when he connected on his fourth try. He then rolled back into Tom, resting half on top of him and tucking his face into Tom's neck to shield his eyes from the morning light. His speech slurring with exhaustion, Kyle replied. "Jimmy's fault." He lay there for a few more minutes, slowly waking up and gathering up the energy to continue more coherently. "We have to rehearse with his understudy all day because Jimmy got fired. Rehearsal starts at 8 and I wanted to stop for coffee on the way. The stuff at MTW is awful and we've only got instant here at home. So six thirty it is. Don't you remember me setting it last night?"

Tom groaned again. Somehow hearing the hour made it seem even earlier. "Vaguely. But it didn't sound so terrible then." A definite whine crept into his voice. "Can't you ignore it and come back to bed?" Six wasn't such an awful hour by itself but after going to sleep after 3 it was definitely way too early. Even if part of the reason they only had three hours sleep was because they were busy having fantastic sex. Kyle shook his head slightly where it was resting against Tom's neck. Tom took that as his cue to continue. "No? God, I'm too old for this. I swear running on almost no sleep used to be easier. And I hate instant coffee."

Kyle chuckled at Tom's grumbling and planted a kiss on Tom's neck before lifting his head, sitting up and kissing him solidly on the lips. "You're not old. You're gorgeous. At least we got some sleep, but yeah, it's going to be a very long day. You're normally cheerier than this in the morning and after last night I would definitely have expected you to be a little... happier. Is something wrong or are you just really tired?"

Tom stretched his arms over his head with a groan before sitting up to join his boyfriend, the blue-striped top sheet pooling in his lap. He skimmed his fingers across Kyle's cheek and leaned in for another kiss. "Nothing's wrong; I'm just exhausted. Last night was incredible. It was definitely worth how much today's going to hurt. Uh, normally I'm only cheery in the morning if I've slept well. Or had coffee." His tone turned wry. "Lots and lots of coffee. Fixing Bombshell in one day before previews, I had something like seven cups of coffee before even starting work at 9." He dropped his head into his palm. "Then people kept fetching me coffee because they were trying to help. All day. At one point my hands were shaking so much that I could barely write notes."

Kyle laughed again "Oh, Tom. I can see now how you managed to fix all of the problems. You must have been able to run around multitasking after that much coffee." Kyle forced his mind to focus back on getting ready for the morning. He'd rather stay in bed, curling back up with his boyfriend and getting some more sleep but it wouldn't look good for entire writing team to be late to Hit List's rehearsal. There wasn't much hope that the composer would be on time so he'd better hurry things along. "Right, I'm sorry Tom, but I've really got get up." Slipping out of bed, he turned back to Tom and offered, "I can make you some instant coffee after I have a quick shower. It will at least have caffeine. Or you can go back to sleep for a bit. But I should warn you that our hot water system shower is good for about 10 minutes of hot water a day, so you should probably hurry up if you don't want a cold shower. Or you could join me." As Tom immediately perked up and slid out of bed, ambling over to him with a yawn, Kyle grinned. He'd thought that might work. They were probably both too tired to do much more than kiss under the warm cascading water but it would still be nice. Kyle slotted his fingers into his lover's as he pulled the curtain that separated his bedroom from the living room aside. The room was lit with early morning light, the first rays of sunlight just beginning to peep through the windows as the sun rose. It looked like it was going to be a beautiful sunny day. If only the outlook for Jimmy were as promising.