HIV scare and shit for Andy and Rick...
Rick wound his arms around his lover's waist, face pressed into into his dark, sweaty hair. "Mmmm, can you sleep now? Or do I have to fuck you again to tire you out more?" He grinned, kissing the back of Andy's neck and teasing light circles down the other man's sticky stomach with long fingers.
That was when the goddamn phone chose to ring. Loudly. Breaking the relative quiet of the dark room. "I'm so not getting that."