“To Granny! God rest her.” She was smiling down at him.
Kyle popped up and started clearing food and plates. “We can take our wine out to the tub if you want.”
“Surely.” Lord have mercy, Kyle was a busy guy. Always moving. Colt got up and started dishwater so he could scrub pots. This he knew how to do.
He scrubbed, and Kyle dried, and everything was put away in no time, and Kyle was all hands after that. Strong arms pulled him into a deep kiss, making him wonder if they’d make it as far as the hot tub.
The wine made the kisses deeper, headier, and he followed Kyle like there was a string tied around his balls.
Kyle pulled away enough to grab the bottle off the counter and his glass. “Come on, beautiful, upstairs with me. I want to get naked. Bring your glass.”
“Got it.” He snatched his glass up and took a sip, the wine sliding on his tongue.
They went upstairs, up the long staircase and down the hall, only instead of turning right to the bedroom, Kyle led him left out a set of double doors and into a square room with a small bar and a large Jacuzzi. The ceiling had several skylights.
Kyle set the bottle down on the edge of the tub and turned on the jets.
“How cha-cha is this?” He laughed, thinking about the Place d’Armes back home and how they’d sneak into the courtyard to swim.
“I know, right? Thank Mom and Dad. This was their place before they bought the big house across the sound, and then they kept it for weekends in the city. Now they have an apartment they stay at on the Upper West Side, and they gave me this place.” Kyle casually stripped off while he was talking, tossing his clothes over the back of a wide white couch. “It’s really way too big for one person, but I can throw one hell of a party.”
“I bet you can.” He didn’t care one way or the other, but it was neat to see all the fancy.
Kyle made his way over, the lean, naked body catching the dim lights in all the right ways, showing off his ink. “You’re too dressed, music man.” His lover reached for him.
He let Kyle work his shirt open, then danced him around for a bit, singing as he enjoyed the feel of Kyle against him.
Kyle laughed softly, following his lead, moving smoothly as they rocked together. Kyle’s kiss, falling lightly on his lips, was just another piece of the dance.
“Mmm. Cher.” He opened his jeans, stripping off so they could dance in the water.
“That’s better.” Kyle stepped in, long legs disappearing into bubbling water, and extended a hand. “Look at you. I can’t believe you don’t get to enjoy this view. Come on, baby. It’s lovely in here.”
“Mmm. I do like to bubble.” He took Kyle’s hand and slipped in, then settled in Kyle’s lap. Colt laughed as the bubbles got trapped between them, the popping making everything tingle.
Kyle was watching him, listening to him laugh and smiling back. He raised an eyebrow, and Kyle just shrugged at him.
“Thanks for coming today. I liked having you there.”
“It was amazing, cher. So many moving parts, so pretty.” Kyle’s talent made his heart damn happy, if he was honest.
“You see it. You get it, I think. I saw how you were watching. A lot of people think ballet has to be so sophisticated all the time, but it’s just dance, you know?”
“It’s beautiful to watch. Like a great band sounds.”
Kyle was running wet hands over his skin as they talked, stroking them down his back, over his shoulders, drawing lines on his chest.
“You know, the day that I met you and I texted Timmy, all I did was tell him you were hot. Which is true, but I never thought for a second you’d be interested. He totally set us up after that. Did you know? He told me all about how he told you I wanted a date and got you to agree.”
“He’s a shit.” Colt owed Timmy a beer. “I am hot, though. Smokin’.” He winked over, waggling his eyebrows madly.
“You are sizzling. On fucking fire. Too damn hot to handle.” But Kyle handled him anyway, sliding fingers around his shaft and squeezing gently. “Good thing we’re in a tub.”
“Uh… uh-huh.” Kyle made him dizzy, made him want to sing.
“I think we’ve got something here, Colt. You know? I think this is more than a maybe. I think I’m falling in pretty deep.” Kyle leaned in and kissed him.
Colt reached up, tracing a line around Kyle’s ear. He got it. There was something about Kyle that was… bigger than either one of them.