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Seeking some thrills, I been wanting one more
It was late when the Fight Club broke, or early, depending on how you looked at it. Krem was sore, aching, starting to get that shake in his limbs that spoke of the adrenaline finally leaking out of his systems. He took the collection of weaponry he'd taken out to the grounds back to his apartment, just so they were collected and safely stored. And then, too agitated to be alone, he walked.
His legs and lungs were aching. When he stopped, he was standing in front of the Bramford. He slid his hands over his gym slacks, realized he was wearing a pair that didn't have pockets and that he hadn't brought his phone anywhere with him. That was stupid of him.
It was late. He should, he knew, just go back home.
But then, aching, he was standing in front of Thomas's door. He knocked, hard enough that it would be able to be heard all the way back to the bedroom--he knew the acoustics of the inside of Thomas's apartment well by now--but almost hoping that Thomas would be asleep, and able to sleep through the noise of him coming by. If he didn't answer within a couple moments, Krem would go.
His legs and lungs were aching. When he stopped, he was standing in front of the Bramford. He slid his hands over his gym slacks, realized he was wearing a pair that didn't have pockets and that he hadn't brought his phone anywhere with him. That was stupid of him.
It was late. He should, he knew, just go back home.
But then, aching, he was standing in front of Thomas's door. He knocked, hard enough that it would be able to be heard all the way back to the bedroom--he knew the acoustics of the inside of Thomas's apartment well by now--but almost hoping that Thomas would be asleep, and able to sleep through the noise of him coming by. If he didn't answer within a couple moments, Krem would go.
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"I'm not going anywhere," he decided. "Might even fall back to sleep after all that."
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He nuzzled his nose against Thomas's shoulder, kissing gently as he settled in. He was pretty content not moving, now that he thought about it. Even if he would probably be more stiff later if he didn't get up and move now.
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It was still fairly early and the only thing he had to do was work later so he thought he could have a lie in and a cuddle and be lazy.
Thomas doubted that he'd stay that way long though. He'd want to get up and run soon enough, stretch his muscles and wake up.
Not right now, though.
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He smudged another kiss on his shoulder. "Should take that condom off before you fall back asleep, though," he warned. "I can't imagine it's terribly comfortable."
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He flopped back down again, stretched out and sighed. All right, this was a better. Now, he wasn't going to move for awhile.