"Please," Jonathan added for him, but he did mercifully uncuff him. And then, in a moment worthy of some drama music gently swelling up, he got his arms under his prone body and lifted him up as if he weighed nothing. He was light, perhaps even lighter than the little boss.
Jonathan carried him over to the bed, where he put him down gently. And then, as if they were a couple getting ready for bed, he stepped back and started to remove his own clothes. "You seem beat. Too much to drink and too much enjoyment. Get some rest."
"What are you doing?!" Panicked, he wanted to react in some way to prevent the carrying but it wasn't really possible without falling so he just clung to the older man, hoping he wasn't about to throw him out of the door. His legs were all jellified, he didn't want to walk home like this.
Once he was on the bed, he looked at Jonathan, utterly baffled by him. He just couldn't read him. Now he was just getting changed, all normal like. He kicked the blankets down and pulled them over himself, almost protectively, watching Jonathan undress. Damn. He was so hot.
"I'll get ready for bed," Jonathan told him, before vanishing into the bathroom. About ten minutes later, he returned. Freshly washed, teeth brushed, hair a little damp, and only a towel wrapped around his waist.
For Xinjia's sake, he kept the towel on as he got into the bed next to him, lifting the covers enough to slide under as well. And then, for both their sakes, he wrapped his arms around Xinjia and pulled him against himself, so he could hold him. Xinjia seemed like someone who'd want to cuddle. "Sleep well, puppy."
"Eh?" Was all that Xinjia responded with. Ten minutes was enough to relax, enough to feel tired and definitely enough to sleep. He was half out of it by the time he was pulled in to cuddle and he was practically drooling on Jonathan after another ten.
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Jonathan carried him over to the bed, where he put him down gently. And then, as if they were a couple getting ready for bed, he stepped back and started to remove his own clothes. "You seem beat. Too much to drink and too much enjoyment. Get some rest."
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Once he was on the bed, he looked at Jonathan, utterly baffled by him. He just couldn't read him. Now he was just getting changed, all normal like. He kicked the blankets down and pulled them over himself, almost protectively, watching Jonathan undress. Damn. He was so hot.
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For Xinjia's sake, he kept the towel on as he got into the bed next to him, lifting the covers enough to slide under as well. And then, for both their sakes, he wrapped his arms around Xinjia and pulled him against himself, so he could hold him. Xinjia seemed like someone who'd want to cuddle. "Sleep well, puppy."
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Being gay was exhausting.