ch. 10

It was 3 o'clock in the morning. Spencer was lying on his back in bed, staring at the ceiling thinking about the events of the evening. It was wonderful having Derek around again. Just knowing that he was here under the same roof was a comfort. The evening was perfect, sitting around the tv eating popcorn and watching the game. Although he found the game a bore, the company was much appreciated. Laughing, talking, just enjoying one another's company, it all started out so wholesome. 'So, how did one little innocent comment end up turning a harmless evening into a shameful night of scorching hot sex?' He thought.

'This isn't necessarily a bad thing," he thought to himself. 'I mean we are a couple, and we have been holding out on each other for months now, it's not like we didn't give it some time. We have nothing to be ashamed of.'

He was rationalizing the situation. He felt so guilty for giving in to temptation at only one night spent together. He promised himself that next time he would do better. He couldn't believe how things got so out of hand over an innocent comment. Or maybe it wasn't so innocent. He replayed the events in his head again.

They had both turned in for the night. Everything felt just like before. Derek settled in behind wrapping both arms around him in that nice spoon-like position they always started the night in. The room was quiet. All you could hear was the faint sound of breathing. Both were nervous, but Spencer has this thing about him when he gets nervous. He tends to talk...a lot... so tonight was no exception. He shifted in bed then began to speak.

"Derek"

"Yeah"

"You still awake?"

"Either that, or I'm talking in my sleep genius." Derek spoke amused. "What's wrong?"

"Oh nothings wrong. I guess I'm just a little nervous. It's been awhile since we've shared a bed. I've missed sleeping with you. You know like we were talking earlier about the things we missed. I've missed this too. You know... sleeping together. Well, I miss it in the figurative way too. But I miss it literally as well...um... It's nice having someone warm near by. I feel safer too, you know. I mean I got a gun and all, but I guess...you know... I miss this. I miss a lot of things. Like what you said about missing the things that no one else gets to see. I miss those things too. Um...like your tattoos for instance. No one gets to see them but me, your clothing covers them up most of the time. Well, some people see them like when you mow the yard with your shirt off, or play basketball, or go to the gym. But generally I see them the majority of the time. Especially that one on your upper...uh...thigh area. The new one. I'm the only one who've seen that one, besides the tattoo artist of course. It's quite becoming. I really like that one."

"Oh, do you now?" Derek said as he sauntered closer.

"Yeah ...uh...its really nice. I like the design."

"Uh huh...care to take another look?"

"Well..." Spencer spoke nervously..."You would have to...um...take your shorts off for me to see it."

"So...you have a problem with that ?" Derek spoke challengingly.

"No...I mean...It doesn't have to be a problem. Uh...I see no problem. No... none at all." Spencer tried to speak confidently.

"Well, good Pretty Boy," Derek said with his trade mark grin. "Turn on the light and I'll let you see it again."

"That's not necessary, the night light has just the right amount of illumination that I can see quite well."

"OK, suit yourself" Derek said, as he pulled down the covers, along with his sleep pants and shorts then turned around so Spencer could get a good look at the tattoo.

Spencer's eyes grew wide, and a lump formed in his throat. He swallowed hard as he took a gander at the beautiful specimen that was before him. And he wasn't thinking about the tattoo.

"Like what you see?" Derek teased him.

"Ahhh... always." Spencer admitted.

Spencer tentatively traced the pattern of the tattoo with his fingers, sending chills down Derek's spine. Spencer reveled in the fact that he could have that kind of effect on Derek, he leaned over and placed a gentle kiss upon his lips. But soon soft and gentle kisses became, hot and frenzied. The next thing you know they were butt naked and fumbling for lube!

Spencer cringed. 'How did it get so out of hand?'

He began to reason. 'OK, we caved. No big deal. We are together. It's not like it's some one night stand. I love him. He loves me. This is good. This can be good. We just have to find the right balance this time. We can't let the physical over-shadow everything. We can do this... Can we do this?'

While Spencer continued his inner turmoil, Derek was laying beside him lightly snoring in a blissed out sex induced coma. He hadn't slept that good in a long time.

E/N: Yeah baby! Oh to be a fly on that wall. (fans self) I'm feeling kinda sad now. This story will probably wrap itselt up in a couple more chapters. : ( It's been so fun writing it, I don't want it to end, but unfortunately I do see the ending in my head so I must be true to it. Thank you guys so much for the support, and reviews. They mean a lot to me. *muah*