Rebirth – Chapter 32: Photo Op

Ahhhh! Oh my, well I came here to update this story thinking full and well that I'd already posted this chapter! Realizing that it's been that much longer since my last update, I apologize immensely.

So, this chapter's slow…but I promise things'll pick up again.


"It doesn't still hurt, does it?" Lawrence asked tenatively as he glanced over Adam's slight wincing.

"Don't worry about it." Adam replied as he wiped at the sheets a little with the towel before tossing it aside. "Just kinda sore is all." He lifted the sheets and went to lie next to Lawrence, running a hand over his face that was still lined with sweat from their previous act.

Seeing that Adam didn't appear to be any more bothered than he'd admitted, Lawrence cleared his throat. "So then…I guess the question is…would you wanna do it again?"

"What, you mean like now?" Adam sat up a little to look at him. "You write yourself a perscription for Viagra or what?"

Lawrence laughed. "Jesus, no, not like now!"

Adam snorted and scratched at his chest in thought as he looked over across the room. "You kiddin' me? …What else m'I gonna do with the rest of those?" he gestured to the box of condoms on the nightstand with a head toss.

"You're creative, I'm sure you could find something." Lawrence decided.

"Something less messy." Adam agreed.

"Well you're the one that made that disaster anyway." Lawrence felt the still damp sheets and smirked.

Adam blushed just faintly, but looked away to hide it. "Hey, you squeezed it outta me. That was clearly your fault."

"You're right—next time we'll just have sex in the shower, huh?"

"That could be fun."

"So you like it wet."

"I don't like trying to get cum out of sheets, so yeah, sure."

"I'd like to have you up against a wall."

"You sweet-talker, you." Adam mocked and looked towards the shower as though truly contemplating.

"Alright, if that's not wild enough for you, you are a photographer..." Lawerence gave a cheeky grin. "You could make yourself a whole internet site with the things that go on between these sheets."

"Oh no, no no no." Adam protested instantly, laughing a little and rubbing the back of his head. "The last thing I need are incriminating photos floating around. My mom would have field day…" Adam suddenly tensed, as though just remembering something. His parents. Fuck, what would they think if they found this out? What would he say? 'Hey Dad, guess what we don't have in common anymore?' and 'How you doin' Mom? I'm sleeping with a married man!'. Damn.

"Aw come on, I've gotta have something to put in my wallet." Lawrence insisted.

Adam pointed to the condoms and Lawrence laughed.

"You never know when you might need 'em." Said Adam. With that, he leaned over and groped down into the condom box, pulling out a handful and tossing them down at Lawrence's pants.

"I'll only ever use them here." Lawrence replied with an amused grin.

Adam shrugged and leaned over Lawrence's body again, reaching towards the nightstand languidly.

Lawrence looked around to see what he was after, playfully running his fingers over Adam's back. To his dismay, he saw him reaching out for a pack of cigarettes… Before Adam could take them, Lawrence snatched them up in his own hand, studying them over as though he'd never seen them before. Adam looked to him with a curious expression that clearly wanted explanation. "I uh…" Lawrence began, fumbling with the package in his hand. "Just hypothetically...I wonder if…well if I asked you to quit these…do you…think you might?" he kept his eyes focused on the carton, not daring to cross Adam's features. But he had to look up when he received no response.

Adam looked at him with an expression that was impossible to judge, his hand resting on Lawrence's chest in a frozen state where it had previously been reaching. He drummed his fingers once over his skin and slowly reached out the hand once more, plucking the cigarette package from Lawrence's hand and looking down at it. With a breif hesitation, he crushed it in his hand and tossed it away where it landed near the towel on the floor, heaving a sigh and collapsing down onto Lawrence. Lawrence smiled and put a hand on Adam's head, embracing him with the other arm tightly. Thank you…he thought contentedly.