CHAPTER 459: PRIORITIES

When Damien finally came back from work, Lane was already back on the couch. Still only wearing a pair of boxer briefs, but with his laptop already set aside. Although he hadn’t exactly finished reading through all of the emails just yet, he had decided that he had done enough for the day, and decided to play some games instead.

Of course, that wasn’t how Damien had found him. Although just a moment ago, Lane had been spread out on the couch with a controller in his hands and an empty box of cookies by his side, when he heard the door open, he instantly ended the game, threw the controller and the box aside, and...

"Hey. I’ve been waiting for you for a very long time," Lane said in a sexy, lowered voice, as he tilted his head, resting it on one hand, while the other seductively slid over his thigh.

Damien couldn’t help but pause at the sight. He had been prepared to be welcomed in such a manner, or at least he thought he had been... But seeing his boyfriend like that, he couldn’t remain unaffected.

Especially after a month of abstinence.

However, he pressed his lips, and ignored the twitching in his crotch. "We should have dinner first," he just said in response, looking away to avoid the temptation.

Although he had already showered and gotten changed back at the headquarters, he hadn’t had a meal yet... And he suspected that Lane hadn’t either. Lane might have hidden the cookie box, but there was no hiding from Damien’s intuition. It wasn’t so much that the man thought that Lane couldn’t take care of himself - he might have been still relatively new to the concept of ’doing chores’, but he knew all the things that an independent adult should be able to take care of. It was just that his method was rather... unconventional, that is, he had done everything by employing people to do everything for him - but rather, he thought that Lane would probably wait for him to have dinner together...

And, well, he was right. Lane indeed opted against ordering takeout just so that he could eat with Damien once the man was finally back from work. He had no trouble eating alone before, but ever since he moved in with Damien, he had gotten so used to sharing meals, that eating alone wasn’t enjoyable anymore.

Just because he hadn’t eaten a proper meal, though, it didn’t mean that he was particularly interested in food at the moment...

"Can’t it wait?" he asked, shifting his leg and gently brushing his fingers against his moist lips. "Or... we can schedule the delivery, so that it will arrive after we have a round or two..."

"No. We can order," they had to, since there wasn’t much in the fridge for Damien to make a solid meal out of, "But we eat first. As for, ahem," Damien cleared his throat, his cheeks slightly flushing, "Anything else, we can do it afterward."

He knew all too well that if they went on it now, it wouldn’t end on one round, or even on three or four. Whatever food they ordered would end up getting cold in front of their door...

That’s why he had to be stern. It wasn’t rejection, it was just a temporary restraint, and waiting for an hour more or so. He was willing to push aside the mountain of laundry that was waiting for him in their spatial bags, but when it came to dinner, he had to make sure that Lane had it first.

Lane pouted his lips, unhappy with the result. Still, he was able to see the flush on Damien’s cheeks, as well as the fact that the material of Damien’s pants had gotten more stretched out on the crotch, so it wasn’t like the seduction wasn’t working. It was just Damien being his usual prudent self. Thus, rather than pushing it further, he just summoned his phone with a wave of his hand, and opened the food delivery app.

"Is there anything in particular you want?" he asked, already scrolling through the options.

The sooner they got it over with, the sooner he could drag Damien to bed.

"Anything will do. You can choose," Damien said, before leaving the living room. Since they were going to have to wait for a while anyway, he might as well start on the laundry. After all, there wasn’t much else he really needed to do... Other than some dusting and vacuuming, but he didn’t want to start on anything that could take longer than the delivery. Besides, he would prefer to change out of his uniform for that, and taking his clothes off at the moment probably wouldn’t end well.

Or, well. It would have ended with him being pressed against the mattress, having accomplished nothing when it came to the chores.

"Anything will do..." Back in the living room, Lane muttered under his nose, his eyes quickly scanning the options on the screen. His main point of interest? Delivery times! Of course, what the food was also mattered, but if the waiting time was too long, his patience wouldn’t last!

In the end, he settled for a burrito place in the Old Plaza, the shopping mall that was just a few blocks away. It had some healthier options, so it should suit Damien’s taste better than other fast foods, but the delivery time was still very quick. Lane should be able to endure that much. He quickly tapped on the options, getting his usual for himself, then customizing the second one to make it less greasy for Damien, and soon enough, the order was on its way. Damien barely managed to put the first load in the washing machine before the intercom rang.

And good thing he did. Because as soon as they were done eating, Lane picked him up from the chair, and carried him straight to the bedroom. He didn’t even give Damien time to throw away the wrappings, leaving them scattered on the table...