Jaime smiled down at the guy lying in his lap. Tony had grown out his facial hair and Jaime couldn’t help but lightly trace he hair above his lip as he admired his sleeping form. Jaime rather liked how Tony had facial. It made him seem more masculine and sexy and that really got Jaime hot. Not to mention, Jaime just loved the way it tickled his face whenever they kissed.

Despite how much he loved Tony’s mustache, Jaime found it really strange that a mustache made someone (coughTonycough) seem ten times hotter than the sun. He has always been attracted to women and the thought of being with a man made Jaime feel disgusted. Except in Tony’s case. Somehow, Tony defied Jaime’s sexuality and made him hornier than any women could.

But as strange as it was for Jaime, he was extremely glad it happened. He has always loved Tony but now, it was deeper. He felt closer to him. He could do anything with (or to) him. Jaime especially loved all the intimate moments he had with Tony (even when he flips whenever they try to make love). But above all else, Jaime loved seeing how happy Tony was when he loved him.

Even if he didn’t know where this attraction came from, Jaime gladly embraced it.

Jaime sighed, deciding that he has heard enough of the DVD menu repeating, and flicked the TV off. Carefully, he moved Tony’s head from off of his thigh to stand up. After a good stretch, Jaime gently shook Tony. Other than a few grumbles of protest, Tony didn’t respond. So, Jaime shook him again, saying, “Tone, let’s go to bed.”

Tony buried his face into the couch, mumbling something that Jaime didn’t catch. “Baby,” Jaime said as he tried to wake him again, “it’s time to sleep.”

“What do you think I’m doing?” Jaime had to strain his ears to hear what Tony had angrily muttered. It was definitely worth. Sleepy Tony was definitely cute. But angry sleepy Tony? That set a whole new standard of adorable.

Jaime nudged Tony again, “Come on Tony, you’ll be more comfortable in your own bed.”

Tony’s eyes finally fluttered open. With having to look around, they landed on Jaime’s face. “I’d be more comfortable in your bed.”

A big grin instantly broke out onto Jaime’s face. “Well, if you say so,” he said as he snaked his arms under Tony. He lifted Tony up and cradled the man into his chest. Tony giggled and placed light kisses onto Jaime’s shoulder.

“I hope you’re happy,” Jaime fake complained.

“Very,” Tony replied just as he felt the mattress meet his back. The familiar scent of Jaime filled his nose, and soon, the mattress dipped a little and the familiar warmth of Jaime enveloped him.

Tony rolled over and grabbed Jaime’s waist, pulling him closer. His face wasted no time in finding Jaime’s neck, snuggling into it. Tony silently decided that it was his favorite place to put his face into.

Jaime smiled and kissed Tony’s head, rubbing circles into the turtle’s back. He could practically hear Tony purring. Jaime mused that it was very un-turtle like (or human like for that matter), but Jaime didn’t care. All he cared about was the man falling asleep in his arms.

“Sweet dreams,” Jaime mumbled into Tony’s hair, “my little turtle.”

Notes

It's about time I post a new chapter cx
So, I have finally got my shit together and I now know what I'm doing with this story. I have estimated that there will be 12 to 19 chapters left.
I just hope I get to write more. I really want to finish this soon.

But yay! Comments? pwease?