It had been a few days since the incident, and Heath was happy. After he had woken up they had talked, and Justin had said that he would wait until Heath was ready before they had sex. They had, had a few make out sessions, and bit of groping and touching, and Heath had even given Justin a hand job, and Justin hadn't tried to pressure Heath into having sex yet. So this put Heath in a very good mood. And so had the information that he would be returning to work. Justin had explained to him what he had to say to Stephanie in order to return, and that he couldn't tell her what had really happened at the start. He had also been told by his lover that he would have to change his ring attire so he could wear a t-shirt because of the scarring. Heath had been upset at first until Justin said that it wasn't because he was ashamed to let everyone know they were together, it was just that some people wouldn't understand the special bond they had, and if they saw Heaths scarred chest they might take Justin away because they'd have thought Justin had hurt him. After this Heath was more than happy to agree to change his attire. And it was then Justin knew that he could use the threat of being alone to get Heath to behave once he allowed him to return, it was almost perfect. And Stephanie had hold him that when they returned they would be tag team champions again, so Justin didn't have to worry about sharing a dressing room with those filthy pervs, him and Heath would have their own lockeroom. The thought of what they could get up to in that lockeroom was almost enough to make Justin hard.

Heath had spent all his time with Justin since Justin had come home, and believed his feelings for the other man were growing stronger. Heath thought he was falling in love with the other man, and he wanted so badly to tell him, but he knew he couldn't yet. Soon, but not yet. He'd tell him as soon as he felt comfortable with the idea of Justin being inside him once more. So until then, he was going to do whatever he could to make Justin happy. So after dinner that night, they sat together on the sofa making out again, the television forgotten in the background. Heath wanted to show Justin that he could please him the way he had many times before, so he broke off the kiss to slowly slide off the sofa and onto him knees between Justin parted thighs. He reached out and began rubbing Justin's crotch, taking his time undoing him older lovers jeans, pulling them down muscular legs and caressing his cock through the thin fabric of his boxers. Justin closed his eyes and leaned his head back as Heath pulled his boxers down as well. Justin was expecting another hand job, but his eyes flew open and he let out a gasp at the feeling of a tongue licking the head of his cock.

Heath had never given a blowjob before, even Wade hadn't made him, and so he wasn't entirely sure what to do. But he knew he wanted to pleasure Justin the way Justin had pleasured him in the past, so he did what he had enjoyed, hoping Justin would like it. He licked all around the head of Justin's cock, licking over the slit, then moved and licked the underside of Justin's cock. He took his time tasting Justin's manhood with his tongue, then brought the head into his mouth and began sucking gently. He took more of Justin in, slowly moving down his cock until his mouth was full. He sucked harder, moaning around Justin's cock as he reached his hand into his own boxers, stroking himself. Justin was moaning at the feeling of Heaths mouth around his cock, and couldn't help but gently buck into Heaths mouth. So heath gripped Justin's hip with his free hand, and began moving him mouth up and down on Justin's cock at a torturously slow pace. And Justin's moan of impatience he sped up, taking in more of Justin's cock everytime, until it hit the back of his throat. He couldn't help but gag slightly, but he kept going anyway, determined to please the man he 'loved'. He knew Justin was getting close, so he moved down one last time and swallowed around his cock, and then Justin was cuming down his throat. He swallowed as much as he could, some of it dribbling down his chin.

Justin slid off the sofa to join Heath on the floor. He kissed Heath passionately, licking off the cum that had dribbled out of his mouth. He moved his hand inside Heath boxers, his hand covering Heaths on his cock. They moved together at a faster pace now, bring Heath to orgasm. Meath moaned into the kiss he was sharing with his lover as he came, all over his and Justin's hands. Heath was out of breath, and he still had a somewhat bitter, salty taste in him mouth, but if the way Justin was thanking him and showering him with kisses right now was any indication of how he felt, then it had defiantly been worth it.

Heath couldn't help but allow his mind to race. He was falling in love with his Angel, and after the response he got tonight from a simple blow job, what would Justin do if Heath allowed them to have sex? Would it make Justin love him more? He knew Justin said he would wait, but for how must longer? He feared if he made the other man wait too long he would grow tired of Heath and leave. Heath didn't want to be alone, but he knew how to make Justin stay. So tomorrow night, he would show Justin how much he loved him. He would let Justin make love to him. And that way? Heath would never have to be alone again. Justin would never leave him if they had sex. He was sure of it. But for now he needed some rest, so he simply sat there waiting for Justin to grow tired so he could spend another night in his lover's arms. But this time, he'd sleep peacefully know that he had the perfect way of keeping hold of his Angel.