MoYS, chapter five, Carson/Radek
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gilascaveRated NC-17!
Previous bits:
Chapter Four
Chapter Three
Chapter Two
Chapter one
Moonlight of Your Soul
Chapter Five
They returned to his quarters after breakfast. Carson had begun fading a bit as they ate, and Radek had realised that Carson had not gotten much sleep the previous night. Between telling the other what he knew about wolves and helping search for him -- he would have got as little sleep as Radek had. Possibly less.
It had been easy to invite Carson back to his room and Carson had accepted readily. They both seemed to know that sleep was the priority -- but Radek couldn't turn down the opportunity to sleep with Carson. Certainly it was better than sleeping alone.
They didn't talk on the way back and when they got to Radek's quarters, all Carson asked was, "Did you want to do anything before we fall asleep?"
Radek smiled. Carson looked like he was half-dead on his feet. "Sleep is good. 'Anything' can wait until later when we are both awake to *do* anything."
"There's one thing can't wait," Carson said and he stepped forward. Radek didn't have a chance to ask him what he was doing before Carson kissed him. When Carson broke away and said, "Let's go to bed," all he could do was nod.
They undressed quickly and Radek crawled into bed on the left-hand side. Carson got in the other side and curled up behind him. Radek wanted to say something -- tell him how grateful he was for everything. His patience, support, and acceptance. But as he took a deep breath to say it all, he found his eyes slipping closed. Carson's arm over his middle was growing heavy and still and Radek thought that maybe talk could be another of those things which waited until later.
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Radek woke up, laying in exactly the same position. Carson was still pressed up against him, his body heavy and warm. From the sound of it he was utterly dead to the world. Radek turned his head as much as he could without disturbing Carson but could not see his face. He shifted a tiny bit; Carson did not stir at all.
Smiling, Radek rolled onto his back and Carson's arm remained draped over him, limp as a noodle. He was asleep, very deeply, and Radek doubted he would be able to wake him even if he should want to. He didn't want to, though; he leaned over and laid a light kiss on Carson's lips, then scooted very carefully out of the bed.
According to the clock, he had slept only an hour. But he felt awake, so he went over to his laptop. His file from yesterday was still on the astrophysics server; he opened it and very quickly lost himself in work.
~~~~
A few hours later, Radek heard the first signs of life from his bed. He kept typing until he heard Carson groan, tiredly. Then he looked over and saw Carson pushing himself upright and looking around, blearily.
"Good morning - or I should say, good afternoon." Radek walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed, completely unable to hold back a delighted smile.
Carson blinked a couple of times, then he seemed to wake up more fully -- and he returned the smile. "I feel like my brain's been wrapped in wet cotton."
Radek nodded. "Why don't you go back to sleep, then?"
"I've got a better idea." Carson tilted his head slightly and Radek leaned in for the kiss. It was not the same as their usual. Always before there had been a feeling of distance, no matter how intimately they touched.
But this, a simple kiss and a hand on Radek's neck, was already something more. The kiss was gentle, as Carson often was. Perhaps it was only that it felt different, inside.
He returned the kiss and leaned forward, just a bit. Carson laid back down willingly, smiling up at him as Radek climbed onto the bed, pulling back the blankets. He had seen Carson naked so many times. There was nothing surprising here, no doubts as to what his lover would want, what he liked.
Radek wanted to savor it this time. Always before had been the worry that he would ask for too much -- ask Carson to simply hold him, ask him to return too often. He would hold himself back from enjoying too much so he would not miss it so keenly when he was alone again.
But now perhaps it would be all right if he did not hold himself back. He leaned down and placed a kiss on Carson's chest, laying his body half on top of Carson's. They were both already aroused and Carson's hands were touching his back in familiar ways. Stroking, holding him as he continued to place kisses up towards Carson's neck, along the collarbone, up to the jaw and down again to where he'd started.
He could feel Carson breathing, felt him relax as Carson realised that Radek was going slowly this time. Radek shifted to lie fully on top of him, delighting in the feel of Carson beneath him. The firm weight of his body held him as though securely; Radek felt as though he could stay there forever.
He continued kissing Carson. One on the mouth, which turned into more than the quick exploration he'd intended. Carson opened his mouth and Radek had to stay, pressing his tongue against Carson's. He pulled at Carson's lip, kissed him again, and kissed him once more before moving on. Traveled his way down Carson's neck, giving his earlobe a quick nibble and enjoying the gasp he got in return.
"Please, Radek," Carson begged, pushing his hips up against him. Radek responded by rubbing his cock against Carson's -- then stopping and going back to tasting every inch of Carson' body. He traveled down Carson's arm, nuzzling at the muscles of his biceps, pressing light kisses down his forearm, and finally taking his hand and licking the palm and each individual finger.
Carson was breathing heavily as Radek sucked lightly again on a finger. "Please, dear god," Carson gasped and Radek only smiled.
"I promise, I will eventually get to good part," he said.
Carson pried his eyes open and looked at him. "If I don't die before then, and this *is* the good part. One of them. Don't stop, just...don't make me have to kill you out of frustration."
Radek gave him an innocent look. "Then you will not come at all, will you?" He gave Carson's hand another kiss, then moved over to Carson's other arm. Carson moaned, but did nothing to stop him.
Repeating himself on Carson's other arm, Radek took his time reaching his fingertips. There, he sucked gently until Carson was saying his name over and over, apparently torn between begging for more and threatening him. Radek pressed his face against Carson's hand and Carson brushed his fingers along Radek's cheek. He took a moment to crawl up once more to Carson's mouth, giving him another long kiss before forcing himself back down.
He kissed his way down Carson's stomach, moving his body down until he was lying between Carson's legs. He heard Carson gasp, and Radek licked the tip of Carson's cock.
Carson said something that might not have been wholly coherent -- or it might have been Gaelic. Radek had no idea, but he liked the way Carson could no long keep his body still. Carson had one hand on Radek's head, brushing his fingers through Radek's hair, petting him as Radek opened his mouth again.
Radek took the tip of Carson's cock into his mouth, the taste and feel of him exactly the same as all the times before. He knew how to make Carson's breath stop, knew how to make him shout Radek's name.
But it was the first time he could tell himself how much he loved it. Radek pulled his mouth away and licked the cockhead, pulling the foreskin down and licking the shaft as well. Carson's fingers gripped tightly, then he moved his hands away and held onto the sheets. Radek curled one hand around Carson's thigh, squeezing his leg as he continued to suck him.
Carson's breathing hitched and Radek knew that he could make him come quickly, now. He pulled back, bumped Carson's cock with his nose, and turned his head to lay a kiss on the inside of his thigh.
"Oh, dear lord, Radek...."
Radek kissed him again, allowing his head to brush against Carson's cock as he did. Carson whimpered.
"Please, I meant it about having to kill you."
"If I thought you could move, I would take that threat seriously," Radek told him. He reached over and placed one finger on Carson's cock, pressing down just a little.
Carson pushed himself against Radek's finger, trying to rub his cock on Radek's hand. Then Carson suddenly raised his head and Radek sat up, fast. Carson followed him, grabbing him around the waist and pulling him forward.
"Can't move, can I?" Carson said, his voice low in Radek's ears. Radek shivered as Carson pushed him down, flipping him over onto his back. Radek pulled his legs up as Carson got onto his knees.
"I think you'll find I have a long memory for revenge," Carson said, even as he pressed himself against Radek's ass.
"I think you'll find I don't care," Radek told him. "Please," he added, pressing his hips down as Carson did not move to thrust inside him.
Carson gave him a predator's smile; Radek shivered. "'Please' what, now?"
"Please fuck me," Radek said.
"And do you think I should take my time?" Carson asked, and he placed on hand on Radek's chest, caressing him lightly.
"If I thought you *could* I would say yes. No, I would still say 'no'," Radek said.
Carson leaned forward suddenly, pressing Radek's legs down against his chest. He stopped, face inches from Radek's. Radek couldn't move, and completely didn't care.
"Kiss me?" Radek asked, instead. Carson grinned -- then did so. When he sat back again, Radek asked, "Fuck me?"
"Only because I'll hate myself if I don't do *something*," Carson admitted. He nodded towards the nightstand and Radek fumbled with the drawer. He got his hand on the lube -- the only thing he kept in there, which made it much easier to find at times like this, when waiting made him willing to forego it altogether.
Carson had never been willing to fuck him dry, however, so Radek had got skilled at grabbing the tube quickly. He flipped it open and squeezed out enough that Carson wouldn't keep stopping to ask him if he were all right. He reached down and covered Carson's cock -- rubbing and tugging at him until Carson shoved his hand away. Radek smiled and reached down to smear the rest of it inside himself -- watching closely as Carson's gaze got caught at the sight. Sometimes he did this slowly, teasing them both. More often -- like now -- he did it as quickly as he could.
"Now, will you please--" was as far as he got before Carson pressed against him -- then thrust inside.
Radek's head fell back on the pillow. He bit his lip, knowing that if he started babbling *now* Carson would only tease him further. He lay still, quietly as he could as Carson began to fuck him.
His resolve lasted for only three thrusts, then he gasped and said Carson's name, then began telling him in great and lurid detail just how much he wanted Carson to do exactly what he was doing.
Carson always said he didn't really mind that Radek babbled in Czech when they had sex. He'd asked for a translation once, and Radek had told him. The translation had not lasted long, as Carson had decided to take the translation as direction and made Radek start babbling all over again.
He could see that Carson knew what he was saying, in feeling if not in exact content. Carson's eyes grew darker and his thrusts became deeper and harder. Radek told him just how much he wanted this and Carson responded by continuing to fuck him.
Soon enough Radek could no longer speak. He gasped for air, groaning with every thrust. He closed his eyes, letting his head loll to one side and he wished there was a way to pull Carson in even more. He gripped his knees tightly, hanging onto them as though for dear life. He could feel Carson's hands on his legs as well, pushing them down, hanging on for leverage as he thrust.
Without warning, Carson stopped, fully inside him. Radek opened his eyes to glare. Carson grinned -- half wild, and it was clear it was as difficult for him as it was for Radek. Radek moved his hips, but Carson held still.
Radek whimpered and Carson's grin just grew wider.
"Please?" Radek begged.
Carson leaned down and kissed his leg -- but did not otherwise move.
"I will give you everything I own, and sign over my entire life savings when we return to Earth," Radek offered. Carson said nothing -- and still did not move. Radek whimpered again, this time for real. "I...will do your paperwork," he offered.
"Mmm," was all Carson said. He still did not return to fucking him, and Radek started thinking of places he could hide Carson's body.
"I will tell Rodney that you are smarter than he is," he tried.
"I think Rodney won't care, but it's a good try."
"I will tell everyone you are a sadistic bastard," he said and this time Carson laughed.
"Fine," Radek said. "I do not need to wait for you." He reached down and grabbed his cock. Carson let him start jerking off without trying to stop him. Without moving, either, and Radek decided he didn't care if Carson didn't fuck him anymore. He knew he was lying, but he moved his hand faster, getting himself close enough that he was prepared to give up the world if Carson would just fuck him, again.
"Oh, yeah," Carson said, and Radek just kept his hand moving. He could feel Carson move a little bit. He let his head fall back and kept pulling at his cock. Then he heard Carson say, "I l--"
Carson stopped, but Radek found himself coming. He kept his hand moving, felt Carson fuck him, hard, once more. He didn't hold back the howl that was building in his throat; feeling the orgasm slam through him, with Carson finally fucking him again and the freedom to not keep himself quiet so that his lover couldn't hear the not-quite human sound he made.
His throat was raw by the time he collapsed -- Carson was panting, and close, and Radek looked up at him and smiled.
"Oh, fuck," Carson said, and he slammed in one more time. Radek watched as Carson came, his face losing all semblance of control as his body trembled. He thrust in again, driving himself through the remains of his orgasm, then he collapsed, slowly, on top of Radek. Radek guided him down, arranging him to lie on top of him. Radek held him close, delighted that he could finally indulge in a snuggle.
He kissed Carson's forehead, breathing in the smell of them both, tangled up together. Carson didn't move and Radek expected him to fall back to sleep.
"Hrurg," Carson said, and he tried to shift himself off of Radek.
"Do not move," Radek told him.
Carson sighed happily and stayed where he was. After a moment, he asked, "I can't decide if I want sleep, or lunch."
Radek frowned. "We can't have both?"
"I mean, first."
"If I thought you were capable of moving, I would say 'lunch'," Radek said, repeating his earlier threat. He twitched as Carson poked him in the ribs. In a serious tone, he continued, "I think sleep, first. Then lunch, then more of this."
Carson raised his head -- already drifting back to sleep. "Sleep, more of this, lunch, more of this?"
Radek raised an eyebrow. "Do you think I am still nineteen?"
But Carson just laid his head back down, smiling. He wriggled a bit, wrapping his arms around Radek and settling himself in for a nap. Radek put his hand on Carson's head, rubbing his skull lightly until, very soon after, Carson fell fast asleep.
It only took another moment, and closing his own eyes, for Radek to do the same.
end chapter five
Previous bits:
Chapter Four
Chapter Three
Chapter Two
Chapter one
Moonlight of Your Soul
Chapter Five
They returned to his quarters after breakfast. Carson had begun fading a bit as they ate, and Radek had realised that Carson had not gotten much sleep the previous night. Between telling the other what he knew about wolves and helping search for him -- he would have got as little sleep as Radek had. Possibly less.
It had been easy to invite Carson back to his room and Carson had accepted readily. They both seemed to know that sleep was the priority -- but Radek couldn't turn down the opportunity to sleep with Carson. Certainly it was better than sleeping alone.
They didn't talk on the way back and when they got to Radek's quarters, all Carson asked was, "Did you want to do anything before we fall asleep?"
Radek smiled. Carson looked like he was half-dead on his feet. "Sleep is good. 'Anything' can wait until later when we are both awake to *do* anything."
"There's one thing can't wait," Carson said and he stepped forward. Radek didn't have a chance to ask him what he was doing before Carson kissed him. When Carson broke away and said, "Let's go to bed," all he could do was nod.
They undressed quickly and Radek crawled into bed on the left-hand side. Carson got in the other side and curled up behind him. Radek wanted to say something -- tell him how grateful he was for everything. His patience, support, and acceptance. But as he took a deep breath to say it all, he found his eyes slipping closed. Carson's arm over his middle was growing heavy and still and Radek thought that maybe talk could be another of those things which waited until later.
~~~~
Radek woke up, laying in exactly the same position. Carson was still pressed up against him, his body heavy and warm. From the sound of it he was utterly dead to the world. Radek turned his head as much as he could without disturbing Carson but could not see his face. He shifted a tiny bit; Carson did not stir at all.
Smiling, Radek rolled onto his back and Carson's arm remained draped over him, limp as a noodle. He was asleep, very deeply, and Radek doubted he would be able to wake him even if he should want to. He didn't want to, though; he leaned over and laid a light kiss on Carson's lips, then scooted very carefully out of the bed.
According to the clock, he had slept only an hour. But he felt awake, so he went over to his laptop. His file from yesterday was still on the astrophysics server; he opened it and very quickly lost himself in work.
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A few hours later, Radek heard the first signs of life from his bed. He kept typing until he heard Carson groan, tiredly. Then he looked over and saw Carson pushing himself upright and looking around, blearily.
"Good morning - or I should say, good afternoon." Radek walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed, completely unable to hold back a delighted smile.
Carson blinked a couple of times, then he seemed to wake up more fully -- and he returned the smile. "I feel like my brain's been wrapped in wet cotton."
Radek nodded. "Why don't you go back to sleep, then?"
"I've got a better idea." Carson tilted his head slightly and Radek leaned in for the kiss. It was not the same as their usual. Always before there had been a feeling of distance, no matter how intimately they touched.
But this, a simple kiss and a hand on Radek's neck, was already something more. The kiss was gentle, as Carson often was. Perhaps it was only that it felt different, inside.
He returned the kiss and leaned forward, just a bit. Carson laid back down willingly, smiling up at him as Radek climbed onto the bed, pulling back the blankets. He had seen Carson naked so many times. There was nothing surprising here, no doubts as to what his lover would want, what he liked.
Radek wanted to savor it this time. Always before had been the worry that he would ask for too much -- ask Carson to simply hold him, ask him to return too often. He would hold himself back from enjoying too much so he would not miss it so keenly when he was alone again.
But now perhaps it would be all right if he did not hold himself back. He leaned down and placed a kiss on Carson's chest, laying his body half on top of Carson's. They were both already aroused and Carson's hands were touching his back in familiar ways. Stroking, holding him as he continued to place kisses up towards Carson's neck, along the collarbone, up to the jaw and down again to where he'd started.
He could feel Carson breathing, felt him relax as Carson realised that Radek was going slowly this time. Radek shifted to lie fully on top of him, delighting in the feel of Carson beneath him. The firm weight of his body held him as though securely; Radek felt as though he could stay there forever.
He continued kissing Carson. One on the mouth, which turned into more than the quick exploration he'd intended. Carson opened his mouth and Radek had to stay, pressing his tongue against Carson's. He pulled at Carson's lip, kissed him again, and kissed him once more before moving on. Traveled his way down Carson's neck, giving his earlobe a quick nibble and enjoying the gasp he got in return.
"Please, Radek," Carson begged, pushing his hips up against him. Radek responded by rubbing his cock against Carson's -- then stopping and going back to tasting every inch of Carson' body. He traveled down Carson's arm, nuzzling at the muscles of his biceps, pressing light kisses down his forearm, and finally taking his hand and licking the palm and each individual finger.
Carson was breathing heavily as Radek sucked lightly again on a finger. "Please, dear god," Carson gasped and Radek only smiled.
"I promise, I will eventually get to good part," he said.
Carson pried his eyes open and looked at him. "If I don't die before then, and this *is* the good part. One of them. Don't stop, just...don't make me have to kill you out of frustration."
Radek gave him an innocent look. "Then you will not come at all, will you?" He gave Carson's hand another kiss, then moved over to Carson's other arm. Carson moaned, but did nothing to stop him.
Repeating himself on Carson's other arm, Radek took his time reaching his fingertips. There, he sucked gently until Carson was saying his name over and over, apparently torn between begging for more and threatening him. Radek pressed his face against Carson's hand and Carson brushed his fingers along Radek's cheek. He took a moment to crawl up once more to Carson's mouth, giving him another long kiss before forcing himself back down.
He kissed his way down Carson's stomach, moving his body down until he was lying between Carson's legs. He heard Carson gasp, and Radek licked the tip of Carson's cock.
Carson said something that might not have been wholly coherent -- or it might have been Gaelic. Radek had no idea, but he liked the way Carson could no long keep his body still. Carson had one hand on Radek's head, brushing his fingers through Radek's hair, petting him as Radek opened his mouth again.
Radek took the tip of Carson's cock into his mouth, the taste and feel of him exactly the same as all the times before. He knew how to make Carson's breath stop, knew how to make him shout Radek's name.
But it was the first time he could tell himself how much he loved it. Radek pulled his mouth away and licked the cockhead, pulling the foreskin down and licking the shaft as well. Carson's fingers gripped tightly, then he moved his hands away and held onto the sheets. Radek curled one hand around Carson's thigh, squeezing his leg as he continued to suck him.
Carson's breathing hitched and Radek knew that he could make him come quickly, now. He pulled back, bumped Carson's cock with his nose, and turned his head to lay a kiss on the inside of his thigh.
"Oh, dear lord, Radek...."
Radek kissed him again, allowing his head to brush against Carson's cock as he did. Carson whimpered.
"Please, I meant it about having to kill you."
"If I thought you could move, I would take that threat seriously," Radek told him. He reached over and placed one finger on Carson's cock, pressing down just a little.
Carson pushed himself against Radek's finger, trying to rub his cock on Radek's hand. Then Carson suddenly raised his head and Radek sat up, fast. Carson followed him, grabbing him around the waist and pulling him forward.
"Can't move, can I?" Carson said, his voice low in Radek's ears. Radek shivered as Carson pushed him down, flipping him over onto his back. Radek pulled his legs up as Carson got onto his knees.
"I think you'll find I have a long memory for revenge," Carson said, even as he pressed himself against Radek's ass.
"I think you'll find I don't care," Radek told him. "Please," he added, pressing his hips down as Carson did not move to thrust inside him.
Carson gave him a predator's smile; Radek shivered. "'Please' what, now?"
"Please fuck me," Radek said.
"And do you think I should take my time?" Carson asked, and he placed on hand on Radek's chest, caressing him lightly.
"If I thought you *could* I would say yes. No, I would still say 'no'," Radek said.
Carson leaned forward suddenly, pressing Radek's legs down against his chest. He stopped, face inches from Radek's. Radek couldn't move, and completely didn't care.
"Kiss me?" Radek asked, instead. Carson grinned -- then did so. When he sat back again, Radek asked, "Fuck me?"
"Only because I'll hate myself if I don't do *something*," Carson admitted. He nodded towards the nightstand and Radek fumbled with the drawer. He got his hand on the lube -- the only thing he kept in there, which made it much easier to find at times like this, when waiting made him willing to forego it altogether.
Carson had never been willing to fuck him dry, however, so Radek had got skilled at grabbing the tube quickly. He flipped it open and squeezed out enough that Carson wouldn't keep stopping to ask him if he were all right. He reached down and covered Carson's cock -- rubbing and tugging at him until Carson shoved his hand away. Radek smiled and reached down to smear the rest of it inside himself -- watching closely as Carson's gaze got caught at the sight. Sometimes he did this slowly, teasing them both. More often -- like now -- he did it as quickly as he could.
"Now, will you please--" was as far as he got before Carson pressed against him -- then thrust inside.
Radek's head fell back on the pillow. He bit his lip, knowing that if he started babbling *now* Carson would only tease him further. He lay still, quietly as he could as Carson began to fuck him.
His resolve lasted for only three thrusts, then he gasped and said Carson's name, then began telling him in great and lurid detail just how much he wanted Carson to do exactly what he was doing.
Carson always said he didn't really mind that Radek babbled in Czech when they had sex. He'd asked for a translation once, and Radek had told him. The translation had not lasted long, as Carson had decided to take the translation as direction and made Radek start babbling all over again.
He could see that Carson knew what he was saying, in feeling if not in exact content. Carson's eyes grew darker and his thrusts became deeper and harder. Radek told him just how much he wanted this and Carson responded by continuing to fuck him.
Soon enough Radek could no longer speak. He gasped for air, groaning with every thrust. He closed his eyes, letting his head loll to one side and he wished there was a way to pull Carson in even more. He gripped his knees tightly, hanging onto them as though for dear life. He could feel Carson's hands on his legs as well, pushing them down, hanging on for leverage as he thrust.
Without warning, Carson stopped, fully inside him. Radek opened his eyes to glare. Carson grinned -- half wild, and it was clear it was as difficult for him as it was for Radek. Radek moved his hips, but Carson held still.
Radek whimpered and Carson's grin just grew wider.
"Please?" Radek begged.
Carson leaned down and kissed his leg -- but did not otherwise move.
"I will give you everything I own, and sign over my entire life savings when we return to Earth," Radek offered. Carson said nothing -- and still did not move. Radek whimpered again, this time for real. "I...will do your paperwork," he offered.
"Mmm," was all Carson said. He still did not return to fucking him, and Radek started thinking of places he could hide Carson's body.
"I will tell Rodney that you are smarter than he is," he tried.
"I think Rodney won't care, but it's a good try."
"I will tell everyone you are a sadistic bastard," he said and this time Carson laughed.
"Fine," Radek said. "I do not need to wait for you." He reached down and grabbed his cock. Carson let him start jerking off without trying to stop him. Without moving, either, and Radek decided he didn't care if Carson didn't fuck him anymore. He knew he was lying, but he moved his hand faster, getting himself close enough that he was prepared to give up the world if Carson would just fuck him, again.
"Oh, yeah," Carson said, and Radek just kept his hand moving. He could feel Carson move a little bit. He let his head fall back and kept pulling at his cock. Then he heard Carson say, "I l--"
Carson stopped, but Radek found himself coming. He kept his hand moving, felt Carson fuck him, hard, once more. He didn't hold back the howl that was building in his throat; feeling the orgasm slam through him, with Carson finally fucking him again and the freedom to not keep himself quiet so that his lover couldn't hear the not-quite human sound he made.
His throat was raw by the time he collapsed -- Carson was panting, and close, and Radek looked up at him and smiled.
"Oh, fuck," Carson said, and he slammed in one more time. Radek watched as Carson came, his face losing all semblance of control as his body trembled. He thrust in again, driving himself through the remains of his orgasm, then he collapsed, slowly, on top of Radek. Radek guided him down, arranging him to lie on top of him. Radek held him close, delighted that he could finally indulge in a snuggle.
He kissed Carson's forehead, breathing in the smell of them both, tangled up together. Carson didn't move and Radek expected him to fall back to sleep.
"Hrurg," Carson said, and he tried to shift himself off of Radek.
"Do not move," Radek told him.
Carson sighed happily and stayed where he was. After a moment, he asked, "I can't decide if I want sleep, or lunch."
Radek frowned. "We can't have both?"
"I mean, first."
"If I thought you were capable of moving, I would say 'lunch'," Radek said, repeating his earlier threat. He twitched as Carson poked him in the ribs. In a serious tone, he continued, "I think sleep, first. Then lunch, then more of this."
Carson raised his head -- already drifting back to sleep. "Sleep, more of this, lunch, more of this?"
Radek raised an eyebrow. "Do you think I am still nineteen?"
But Carson just laid his head back down, smiling. He wriggled a bit, wrapping his arms around Radek and settling himself in for a nap. Radek put his hand on Carson's head, rubbing his skull lightly until, very soon after, Carson fell fast asleep.
It only took another moment, and closing his own eyes, for Radek to do the same.
end chapter five