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real."
    "You did. It was so good. Thank you."
    "It was my pleasure."
    The buzzer from downstairs went. "That's the pizza." He kissed the tip of Luke's cock. "You wait here."
    "Okay. Okay. You be careful, love."
    "I don't think I have to worry about the pizza boy, baby."
    "Still."
    He kissed Luke hard. "I'll be careful."
    Whistling, he headed to the front door, pressed the intercom button. "Yeah?"
    "Pappa Ginos delivery."
    "Come on up." He buzzed the guy into the building.
    He waited at the door, one hand wrapped around a walking stick he kept there. Just in case. When the pizza guy came up, box in hand, he relaxed. God, Luke had him jumping at... Well, not shadows.
    He gave Bobby a grin. The kid was working his way through college and had been delivering his pizza for more than a year. "How's it going, kid?"
    "Good. Good, man. You got a dude downstairs, trying to get people to let him in. I got your security on it."
    "Brown hair, looks like he's been in a fight?"
    Bobby nodded and Affton growled a little as he handed over some cash for the food and a healthy tip. "Thanks for the heads-up."
    "You're welcome. Enjoy your dinner."
    "Thanks." He closed and locked the door and then called down to the security number to make sure they really were on it.
    "Yes, sir. We've asked him to leave and will make sure he stays gone."
    "Thanks. He'll never be welcome, so feel free to turn him away if he comes back again."
    Confident that Nathan wouldn't be bothering them again, he headed for the TV room, armed with pizza.
    "Is everything okay?" Luke was in their chair, a movie playing on the TV.
    "Yep, everything's good. He put the food down on the side table. "Apparently Nathan's trying to get back in, but security is on it and he's not going to get past the front door." He didn't really want to worry Luke, but he wasn't keeping secrets, either. Luke needed to know.
    "Oh." Luke looked at him. "I... You think he'll be gone when I have to go home?"
    "About that..." He went to kneel by Luke. "I was hoping you'd stay for the weekend. Maybe longer."
    "I... I didn't bring any clothes or my laptop." Luke stroked his cheek. "Maybe...maybe I could spend the night and we could talk more in the morning?"
    "I can live with that." He would be more than happy to suggest a trip back to Luke's place to pick some stuff up and bring it back here. He hadn't even been over to Luke's apartment yet.
    "You hungry?" Luke asked. "You must be hungry."
    "I am."
    Luke scooted over, let him have a space.
    "Mmm. See? One chair is just perfect, isn't it?" He cuddled with Luke and passed him a slice of pizza.
    "It is. We fit so nice."
    "We do. We always did." He put his arm around Luke's shoulders and tugged him closer. "I love you, baby."
    Luke nodded, leaned hard against him.
    "Eat. I'm hoping you're going to need your energy later." He wanted to make love now that Luke could get it up again.
    Like Luke had heard Affton's thoughts, he asked, "Do you think we're going to make love?"
    "I hope we are. I want to make you feel good again."
    "I think it's probably my turn to make you feel good." Luke focused on the pizza, cheeks fiery.
    "How about we make each other feel good?" he suggested.
    "That works for me."
    They ate, quiet, the silence filled with anticipations. The movie played in the background, easy to ignore in favor of watching each other. They devoured the pizza, and he pulled out the cannolis, but Luke refused, shook his head.
    "Later?"
    "Yeah. Yeah, I'm full."
    "Okay." He put away the pizza, closed up the box and handed over a napkin.
    "Thank you." Luke cleaned those sweet, soft lips.
    "Oh, let me help you with that." He leaned in and licked at the corner of Luke's mouth.
    "Affie. Affie, that's so good."
    He smiled and traced Luke's lower lip. Luke moaned, then copied the motion, tongue sliding along Affton's. He returned the moan, touched Luke's tongue with his own. Luke shifted, moved to straddle his thighs, then framed his face with those long hands and kissed