This is a little more than your average breakfast and a great break before the last part of this story.

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Breakfast

Chapter 14

With his extended ties and families in protective custody and living in a safe house together, G slept better than he had since returning from China. Even with the newest intel on Robert Minter he slept well. It surprised him. He expected it would shatter his sense of safety. Instead the details of his stalker calmed him. They confirmed and verified his gut feelings.

G awakened early in the morning and settled down on the sofa in the living room with the newspaper. For the first time in weeks, he sipped a mug of hot herbal tea without the sight or smell of it making him nauseous and causing him to experience flashbacks.

Dressed in ultramarine flannel boxers, Sam entered the living room and settled beside his partner. "Missed you in bed this morning."

"Slept well and needed to get up."

"Yes, the first time in a while you slept like our son."

"I'll take that as a compliment."

"As it was meant to be." Sam slipped an arm around his partner's shoulders and drew him into this side. "How about some nookie here on the sofa?"

"That's crude."

"You do crude the last time I offered my services."

"Sounds interesting. Intriguing even."

"I promise to leave you satiated and satisfied."

"The only thing that will do that is crisp bacon and cheddar cheese filled scrambled eggs with toast and a tall glass of cold milk."

"Must be the subtle hint that you're hungry." Sam chuckled and kissed his lover's head. He stood and stretched. "I hear the kitchen calling my name." He glanced at the steaming mug on the end table. "Is that what I think it is?"

"It is."

"Can't wait to hear the story behind this."

"No story. Feeling different today. It's a combination of your wonderful massage last night and learning about the details of Robert's crimes."

"Now I'm looking forward to hearing what has changed," Sam said. "Come and keep me company in the kitchen."

"Maybe we could make nookie in the kitchen," G said. "Haven't done that since you moved in here."

Sam offered him a hand. G took it and stood, falling into his lover's arms. "Five minutes of this and breakfast won't be a priority any more."

"Won't work because I need calories for the three of us," G said, patting his abdomen.

He grasped his partner's hand and guided him into the kitchen. Sam selected a cheese grater from the powder blue ceramic utensil holder on the dark russet tiled countertop. "I'll give you the honors." He removed a block of extra sharp cheddar cheese from the refrigerator and handed it to him. While his lover grated the cheese Sam fried up the bacon.

G finished his task and surrounded his lover's waist with both arms while watching him cook.

"You're extra loving this morning."

"Told you I feel different."

"Maybe we were wrong about withholding the intel."

"Possibly," G said, "though I don't think I could've handled it well before yesterday."

"You call yesterday handling it well." Sam laughed.

He chuckled. "That didn't come out quite how I meant it." G kissed his lover's naked back. "You ought to dress before cooking."

"Afraid I might get something in your scrambled eggs besides cheese and eggs."

"What do you have in mind?"

Sam paused and turned around. He pushed G backward into the counter behind him. "You." Sam reached his hand down to his lover's crimson fleece boxer shorts and stroked his hand across the front of them. G moaned into his lover's chest. Sam lifted his partner onto the countertop and pushed the grated cheese aside. Afterward he turned his attention back to the bacon sizzling on the island cooktop. He flipped each piece and refocussed on his lover, passionately kissing him on the face and mouth. G gasped into Sam's mouth. "This time don't hide your feelings. Let them go."

"You're giving me permission to scream your name so everyone on our block can hear me and know that Sam satisfies best."

"Damn."

"You never thought about that."

"Nope and you yell that loud."

"It's what you do to me." G wrapped his arms around his lover's neck and trailed kisses down his face and along his jaw line.

Sam lifted his lover into his arms and returned to the bacon on the stove, checking to see if the pieces were close to done.

G clasped his legs around his partner's waist.

"Maybe breakfast needs to wait."

"No, keep going, I need both."

Sam stepped over to the refrigerator and removed the eggs. He selected a bowl from the mahogany cabinets and handed G a fork. "This is something you do well."

G added four whole eggs and four egg whites into the bowl. "I love stirring things up." He smirked.

"You excel at it." He settled his partner onto the countertop again. Sam removed two deep blue ceramic plates from the cupboard. He prepared two oranges and placed them on the plates. After turning his attention back to the island cooktop, Sam took the bacon out of the frying pan one piece at a time and placed them on a stack of paper towels. He poured the excess grease into an empty can.

G started to slide off the countertop.

"No, stay right there."

"You've got plans."

"I've always got plans." He took the scrambled eggs and poured them into the hot pan. "Cheese and spatula." Sam turned and took them from his partner. In a few minutes, the eggs were finished. He spooned them onto to the two plates and arranged the bacon beside it. "Toast?"

"Maybe later."

Sam handed one plate to G with a fork. Afterward he poured two glasses of milk and brought them to the dining room table. He came back into the kitchen, lifted G off the countertop, and grabbed his own plate, and walked into the dining room. Sam set their plates on the table and pulled out his chair and sat on it.

G slipped a hand inside his partner's boxer shorts. "Damn you're hard."

"I know exactly where that can go." He grasped the back of his lover's fleece boxer shorts and shoved them down to expose his white ass cheeks. "Sit on me."

G raised off of Sam's lap, lowered his boxers further, and eased himself back down.

"Perfect. Breakfast and nookie together."

"Delicious."

"There's a first time for everything."

"I want to do this again."

Sam nuzzled and sucked on his lover's neck.

"You're eating me instead of breakfast."

"This is my nourishment." He nibbled on his partner's neck and ear lobe.

G leaned back into Sam's exquisite lovemaking techniques needing more. He wanted to eat but making love took top priority now. G wrapped his arms around the back of his lover's neck and tilted his head to capture Sam's full lips kissing and sucking them.

They plunged their tongues into each other's mouths kissing and sucking and licking.

Sam caressed and stroked his lover's ample breasts, squeezing and pulling on his erect nipples.

"Please don't I'll squirt."

"That's the whole idea."

"Milk."

"You've squirting milk?"

"A little the last time we made love."

"That's a good indicator of how far along you are in your pregnancy."

"It shocked me."

"They're growing at a phenomenal rate." Sam lowered his hands down to his lover's protruding abdomen. "So sexy." He smoothed his hands over the baby bump and suckled on his partner's earlobe.

G gasped and twisted his head again enveloping his lover's mouth and plunging his tongue inside. "Please."

"I aim to please." He grasped his partner's member and stroked it.

"Close." G sucked on Sam's tongue. "Damn." He panted.

Sam released it and pressed his hands upward to his lover's abdomen.

"Tease."

"I'm not ready for this to end."

G panted.

"Soon."

G released his hands and leaned over to take a bite of his scrambled eggs. He offered his lover a bite of the same. "I like the bits of bacon in it."

"Me too."

G took several more bites and drank gulps of cold milk.

"That does a body good."

"In my case, more than one body receives the nutrients from it."

"It reminds me of something." Sam lowered his hands again to his lover's hot member.

G leaned backward and rested against his partner's naked chest. "Don't tease this time."

"Not planning to." He suckled on G's earlobe and trailed kisses and bites along his neck.