guavejuice | Good Times G/R RPS

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guavejuice
A/N:unbeta'd

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Randy lifted his bed head from the pillow. it was 5am on a Sunday morning. he should have been on a plane, on his way to NYC by now, but he was here, in bed, with Gale's sleeping form beside him. He threw himself back on the mattress and reached his hand to tickle the toned, warm body, when his cell phone rang. it was his agent, asking him if everything is ok. Randy confirmed that everything is ok, and hang up. thing were better than ok. how could everything be wrong? it was a sunny day in early June, he had a brilliant night, and now those divine fingers are all over him, driving him over the edge time and time again.

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By the time they got out of bed it was already late morning.
"I look like a mess", Randy commented in a raspy voice, checking the purple bite marks on his bare skin in the bathroom mirror.
"aww...poor thing, let me make it up to you", Gale groaned, as Randy's cell rang again.
"Don't pick up", Gale snapped, but Randy already did.

"Oh, ok, I'd love to", he nodded "um, I don't know... ok, later".
"What was that all about?" Gale lifted an eyebrow.
"It was Scott. he invited me...well, us to a BBQ at his house tonight, and I said yes, but I kinda lied".
Randy's voice changed. "I told him I don't know where you are".

Gale sighed, and moved towards Randy, wrapping the naked, familiar body in his arms.
"Don't tell me you're still thinking about that. so what if they find out? besides that would be a great opportunity to tell them."

Randy didn't answer. he quietly played with the toothpaste cap.
"Come on,snap out of it, It'll be fun. Scott has a great guest bathroom upstairs in his house, remember?" Gale whispered into the younger man's damp, dark blond strands.

Randy's resistance slowly melted.