Spin The Bottle Verse (RPS)
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Title: Spin The Bottle Verse (Epilogue)
Author: mands_angelfox
Pairing/Characters: Chris/Steve
Genre: RPS, Romance, Angst
Word Count: 409
Rating: PG
Feedback: Feedback? Is love. No. Seriously, it is.
Summary: One drunken night of fun turns things on their head and all Chris and Steve can do is hang on.
Links: The Verse Prologue-to-Epilogue
Author's Note: I just want to say a couple thanks. First of all to estel_willow for being my muse and holding my hand throughout the entirety of this 'verse, I wouldn't have been able to do it without her. And secondly to charlies_dragon for beta'ing this monster and for being an encouraging voice via email. And last but not at all least to my girl dea_liberty for my new gorgeous banner.
Disclaimer: Isn't real, I know that and you know that, we just wish that it was.
Spin The Bottle (Epilogue)
It’s been a month since that night, and as far as mornings go this one isn’t starting off badly at all.
The first couple of mornings were difficult at first, neither one of them knowing what they should or shouldn’t do, but after a while they just sort of relaxed into it. Mostly they were subtle about it - Steve opening his body language, Chris pressing a kiss to Steve’s neck to make the other man turn into him, Steve trailing a hand over Chris’ shoulder and Chris sinking a hand into Steve’s hair.
Nowadays it’s as natural as breathing, Chris leans over Steve and kisses him, which never fails to get him this sound out of Steve that Chris has come to love. Steve reaches up and tangles his fingers in Chris’ hair, pulling him down and arching up until it’s skin on skin and it feels so good that they don’t know how to stop, even if they wanted to.
But they don’t and that is what matters.
They’ve been through so much together, and it took almost losing Steve for Chris to realise just how much he wanted and needed the other man in his life. It’s almost scary how close he came to losing everything.
“Y’know what I think we should do,” Chris mumbles against Steve, tasting him with every brush of his lips over his neck.
Steve hums under his breath, pulling Chris up and stealing another kiss, just because he can. “What?”
Chris’ lips tug into a smirk and he nips at Steve’s lower lip. “Have sex.” He leans in again and kisses Steve deep and hard enough to erase thought and leave him breathless and begging for more if he can.
Steve makes the sexiest goddamn noise Chris has ever heard and just pulls Chris down, rolling them over and pinning Chris down. “Sounds like a plan.”
Chris frees his hands from Steve’s grip and mumbles, “such a pushy bottom,” against Steve’s mouth before drowning himself in Steve and letting everything take its natural course and fuck if this is what being in a relationship is then bring it on.
Chris can handle it and even if he can’t he’s got Steve and he’ll always be there to reassure Chris that nothing’s changed and he still feels the same, even when Chris says the wrong thing.
It’s not perfect but it doesn’t have to be, it’s them, and that’s more than enough.
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