Tuesday Morning 24/9/96 Roger's Room (Tag Adrian)

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Roger woke and instantly remembered everything. He realized he was drooling on his pillow and that his arse ached as well as a few muscles in his legs and back. Next he realized that his pillow was Adrian's chest and that he should pull a sheet over to wipe away his drool. That would be the polite thing after all

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[dark_at_heart]

Adrian felt very warm, covered by something heavy and smooth beneath his fingers. And he felt very good, slowly waking up. The touch of lips on his chest had him open his eyes and look at ... Roger's hair.

Then he remembered last night, his heartrate increasing slightly for a few moments, out of fear

What are you afraid off, Adrian?

or was it happiness? The same happiness that made him smile as Roger's eyes met his, and he saw no doubts in them, no rejection... no regrets.

Adrian slid a hand up over Roger's back to his neck and murmured "'Morning," love.

Why don't you say it?

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Oh god, I'm grinning like an idiot, Roger thought as a smile broke over his face in response to Adrian's smile.

"Good morning," he whispered.

I don't know what he's thinking any better than I did yesterday ... but he's here now ... and that's enough...

He kissed Adrian's chest one more time before squirming up on top of him to taste the wonderful nectar of those lips.

Oh god! Those pouty lips!

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Adrian exhaled shivery as Roger slid up his body, the sensations sending flashes of memories from last night through his body.

He kept the eyecontact until it was almost impossible, Roger's breath hot against his lips. So tempting, so drawing he couldn't stop himself from pulling his lover that fraction closer and kiss him. Deeply, trying to convey the emotions burning inside him.

Love you...

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After a long slow, deep, wonderful kiss ... Roger settled back, still laying atop Adrian, and took a deep breath.

And held it.

Words always seemed to screw them up ... logic ... trying to understand what was happening between them ...

"Um, remember all that ... I've been saying for the last few weeks?"

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Adrian couldn't help it. Couldn't help the ice going through him and tensing his muscles inside, even as he tried to relax consciously.

He did remember. Remembered all of them and the tangle of confusion they created inside his mind, the crystal shards cutting ...

"Yes...?"

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"Forget it," Roger whispered. "All of it. It was total bullshit. I..."

His mouth suddenly went dry. He knew Adrian liked him, wanted him, seemed jealous of Penelope.

Give it time. Roger's inner voice yelled.

"I want you too."

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Adrian looked into Roger's eyes, trying to decode the words, trying to understand what the man meant with that.

Adrian didn't only want Roger. He loved him, and Roger had said he loved Adrian. And now it was just want? No ... not after last night, and not after the kiss this morning. He refused to become confused. Refused to allow his mind to dwell on words he couldn't understand right now.

Just be honest. But it was so damned hard and it shouldn't be.

"I love you."

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Roger's eyes widened, caught in an electric arc linking his to Adrian's. He was drawn in, captured. There was no cunning calculation in Adrian's eyes now either, only a terrifying honesty.

He means it. Oh. Oh. Oh.

When he could breathe again, Roger said, "I love you," and grinned sappily.

Could it be so easy? Could they ... be them now? Us? Oh, he liked the sound of that.

"I'm so happy," he said, then leaned in for another kiss. He'd refused to admit to himself how very much he wanted those lips for his very own. No more. Now he could revel in them, enjoy them, drown himself in their taste and feel.

He nibbled teasingly at Adrian's lips. His heart felt like it was bursting in his chest. Bursting with happiness. He hummed as he melted into another sweet kiss.

"Love you, love you, love you."

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Adrian found his lips respond to Roger's smile instantly, even when that smile turned into a kiss, and then another kiss, the words in between saying all he needed to know. All he needed to drive away confusion as he held his lover closer, fingers trailing into hair and over smooth skin.

love you, love you, love you.

Gods yes, happy, in love. A happiness that filled so much inside him, took away the pain that had been building. This was all he needed. This was home.

Adrian moaned softly, happily, and rolled them over, only too late realising the bed wasn't as wide as it had been the other nights and they hit the wall. He gasped out a helpless and somewhat giddy laugh as the kiss broke at the impact. Not for long though, as he - still laughing - reclaimed Roger's lips.

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Roger reveled in the feel of Adrian's lips against his until-

"Oof!" his back hit the wall and he laughed, more at the surprised sound Adrian let slip out, than the ridiculousness of the two of them in his tiny bed.

"You brute," he accused, then wedged his arse against the wall. His cock pressed tightly against Adrian. "God, you feel so good. And gods, but we have to get up and get going."

But his cock had a different idea in mind. It was 'up' all right and wanted to get going too.

"Um, can I ask a stupid question?"

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Adrian chuckled, his idea of getting 'up and going' probably wastly different from Roger's...

Or maybe not he mused, when he felt hot hard flesh press against his own hardening cock. He was just about to kiss Roger again, but paused with his lips only a fraction from Roger's.

"If you can live with a stupid answer?" Adrian smiled. The ease in his voice, his heart, it felt so good, so right.

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He'd gotten his feet wet last night. He might as well dive in deep. No regrets. No looking back. No worrying about the future either.

"Are we...?"

He pulled back so he could see Adrian's face.

"Will you be my boyfriend?"

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That was not quite the question he had expected. From Roger.

Adrian blinked, since it was not a question he had ever considered. A relationship. A steady, committed, relationship.

With Roger.

Who only days ago had seemed so utterly unsure and confused and ... afraid in the face of what they had been doing. What it was turning into.

And were you any better?

No...

"Yes." He felt very insecure suddenly, saying that. He'd never done that before. Had never been in a relationship. Here Roger would be the expert.

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Roger gasped. He'd hoped... He giggled as he pulled Adrian close for another kiss. He could scarcely believe it. And he refused to think about anything beyond this moment.

Not the breakfast table.
Not Auror class or lunch at the Ministry. Not anything.

But right here and now where he had Adrian -- his boyfriend -- in his arms!

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Adrian was somewhat befuddled, not quite able to understand things and Roger, the speed with which this between them had evolved, the fact that Roger wanted it ... wanted it so much, that getting it made him look like that, laugh like that, be happy like that... So happy.

Then Adrian simply lost himself in the kiss, deepening it almost unconsciously, drowning out any lingering doubts and fears with it. Roger was his.

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Wow, Roger thought when he realized that as beautiful and wonderful and as sodding tasty as this kiss was, he could have it again tonight and tomorrow, and every day after.

He let his fingertips trail down Adrian's body, across his nipple, down his side, over the familiar scar.

"How'd you get this one?" He traced over the scar again.