Kit closed the door behind himself and sighed, as it shut a little rougher than intended. The lights were all off, but the TV was on and going at a low level, some American black and white film playing softly on it.
Kit sighed harder, feeling utterly annoyed and angry that he wouldn’t have Ten all to himself since Ring loved those old movies and Ten didn’t.
‘I love you Ring but I just want to sit on the couch and feel Ten’s presence beside me, feel his natural radiating warmth he exudes, I need to soak that up right now. I am tired and need my Kitten.’
Kit walked over to the couch and leaned over the top of it and smiled. It was just Ten’s gorgeous long naked legs stretched out across the couch, the long oversized white shirt came down to the top of his thigh and the more he moved the more it rolled up exposing more of that milky blemish free skin that his fans were so fond of. His long lashes brushed the top of his sharp cheekbones, his thin jaw and pretty full lips lay slack and slightly limp in his sleep, which caused his bottom lip to pout and deepen as he lay there sleeping softly.
Kit reached down and swept the silky, oily ashen blonde hair away from his forehead, Ten was going to dye it on the trip and his stylist had been primed and prepping his hair for it for the last week, it looked like it was finally at that day before the dye feeling.
Ten woke up, from the soft touch and sat up, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes with the back of his hand.
“You’re home! I missed you Kitten.” Ten’s groggy but joy filled sweet tenor filled the air.
Kit smiled as Ten knelt on the couch to get to him faster, the cushions slipping below him in protest, but he still reached up and wrapped his arms around Kit’s neck. The white oversized shirt rode up with the action and he noticed that Ten wasn’t wearing anything under it, Kit sucked in a breath.
‘He is always doing this, no matter how many times I have told him some fans can be crazy.’
“You need to wear more than this when you are traveling, promise me okay? I don’t want fans taking pictures of you dressed like this, it will make me sad.”
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“How can you just confess such things so easily, how did I end up marrying such a crooked man? Honestly, people would think you were the musician waxing eloquently, pouring out the love songs. If they saw us every day with the children and the life we leave, they would never believe I am the romantic one.”
“I need you to say, what’s on my mind, otherwise I have nothing to say.” Kit said, wrapping his arms back around Ten and pulling him in tightly. Ten blushed happily.
“So Ring was here? And did our son at least clean up his garbage this time?” Kit asked playfully.
Ten giggled, “I was pretty sure we had cleaned up all the evidence, what gave it away that he was here?”
“The old movie.” Kit said, jutting his chin at the screen.
“Those types of things put you to sleep faster than modern art.”
Ten chuckled, “Well, Ring was good this time and put everything away.”
“Normally he stays over when he comes, I mean our place is super far from his. Why didn’t he just stay tonight, he could have used the other room, like normal?”
“Heck no, I kicked him out.”
“I told him mom needed dad time.”
Kit laughed loudly, his laughter so loud it startled even him.
Ten blushed, but took a finger and ran it along Kit’s jaw and up into his hair twirling the thick dark brown strands around the tips of his finger.
“I am really happy right now Kit, I thought I would miss you before I leave tomorrow. Sometimes you stay late at the estate.”
“I couldn’t have stayed even if I had wanted to, Grandpa told me to come back here to see you off properly, like a dutiful husband.”
“So you had wanted to stay, you were going to miss me then?” Ten asked glaring icily.
Kit chuckled, even his angry face was so incredibly cute.
“I had no plans to miss you anywhere than in my heart, even with you right here, right now, I still can’t stop the longing.”
“Hey, Waxenova, shut up and kiss me.” Ten said snarkily.
Kit laughed.
“Waxenova?”
“Yes, the Casanova substitute, who can do nothing but wax eloquent romantic poems at people, but with much less charm.”
“I see so I am a descendant of the glorious romance king?”
“No, not even a far off relation, you are at best, a copycat. But I like this copy cat just fine, after all he is my Kitten.” Ten said, giggling softly before pressing his lips down on Kit’s hungrily.
Ten jumped into Kit’s arms and Kit rushed to catch the body that launched at him over the top of the couch. Ten’s legs wrapped around him and Kit cupped a partly naked cheek in his hand, the shirt having slipped up slightly from the maneuver.
“Even now four years later you are still keeping my hands and thoughts busy at all times, aren’t you my Kitten?”
Kit turned and walked towards the bedroom as the credits for Casanova rolled across the TV screen.
