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other half, it seemed, and so before long they were cracking each other up with their imitations of the characters.
     
    “Do you have the others?” Lee asked when the first movie finished.
     
    “Do I have the others?” Michael scoffed, pulling out Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom . “Of course I have the others.”
     
    “Good. Put it in while I stretch my legs for a minute,” Lee said. “We’ll make a marathon of it.”
     
    Michael grinned as Lee went down the hall to the bathroom. He couldn’t remember when he’d had such an enjoyable day. Everything seemed fresh again, even a movie he’d seen a hundred times. It made him wonder what else would be fresh with Lee involved.
     
    When Lee came back, Michael took his turn in the bathroom, lingering a moment to swipe a damp wash cloth over his neck and under his arms to get rid of the worst of the sweat from their day spent outside. He had no idea what the rest of the evening would bring, but he didn’t want to be too disgustingly sweaty if Lee showed any interest in more intimate activities.
     
    Lee had already jumped through the credits when Michael returned so they could start watching immediately. They fell back into the same routine of quoting the film, but the heat of the day had sapped their energy, and as the film continued, they spoke less and less. Michael’s last thought before he fell asleep was that he ought to offer Lee the guest bed down the hall.
     

     

     
    Sunlight through the blinds he hadn’t closed last night woke Michael the next morning. He blinked a couple of times to clear his thoughts and remember why he was sleeping on his couch instead of in his bed. As his vision cleared, he saw Lee on the other end of the couch, his mouth slightly open as he snuffled in his sleep. The sight was too endearing to resist. He shifted on the firm cushions so he could lean over and kiss the slack lips.
     
    Lee stirred beneath him, his eyes fluttering open. Michael lifted his head enough to give Lee space to pull away if he wanted, but Lee’s arms encircled his neck, pulling Michael down on top of him instead. It was all the permission Michael needed.
     
    Their lips met, a familiar sensation now, but Michael lingered, all of their conversations about taking the time to really look at things playing back through his mind. The day before, there had been no stubble on Lee’s upper lip, but Michael felt the telltale roughness now. He didn’t mind—he liked the reminder that he was kissing a man—but it served to remind him of the day and night they’d spent together, even if the night was unintentional. That, in turn, drew his attention to the slightly stale taste of his own mouth. Wanting to spare Lee his morning breath, he nuzzled his way across the stubbled cheek instead, enjoying the rasp of day-old beard against his lips. Lee turned his face into the caress, assuring Michael that he enjoyed the gesture as well. His hands stroked encouragingly up and down the length of Michael’s spine.
     
    Letting his lips wander over Lee’s face, Michael relaxed into the moment, wanting to be here and nowhere else with Lee quiescent beneath him. Even as he brushed his lips across Lee’s forehead, he took in the sensation of the muscular body beneath his, its wiry strength as much of a turn-on as the scent of his skin or the way his body moved beneath Michael’s. He worked his way down to Lee’s ear, brushing the hair away from the elegant curve of flesh. Lee shivered beneath him, the movement rubbing them together from head to toe. Surprised and aroused in turn, Michael licked the smooth whorl, wanting to see if the reaction would repeat.
     
    It did.
     
    “Tell me if it gets to be too much,” Michael whispered, his breath sending another shiver through Lee’s body.
     
    “It won’t,” Lee gasped, turning his head to give Michael better access.
     
    Michael took his time, licking and sucking on Lee’s ear, blowing into it, even slipping his