Could you possible do Spacedogs please :) "Can I borrow your sweater. It smells like you."
Definitely <3 Sorry to make you wait! Here it is.
Adam lay in bed, sheets pooled around his hips while Nigel searched the floor for yesterday’s clothes.
They’d taken them off in such haste that the room looked like it had been looted. A sock hung from the closet door knob. Adam tried to remember how it got there, but all he could recall was Nigel’s mouth on every inch of his skin.
“How long will you be gone?” Adam asked.
Nigel buttoned his jeans and then patted the back pocket, checking that his cigarettes were still there. “Shouldn’t be more than a couple hours, darling. If you go back to sleep I’ll be back before you get up.”
As Nigel bent to retrieve a shirt from the floor, Adam caught him by his necklace. With a little tug to the chain he pulled him in for a proper kiss.
Nigel grinned. “Trying to lure me back into bed, gorgeous?”
“It is working?”
“All too well. Care if I borrow your sweater?”
In Nigel’s hand was the old navy sweater Adam had been wearing the night before. Adam had worn and washed it so many times it had begun to go misshapen; waist too loose and arms uneven. Adam frowned.
“You can, but I don’t know why you would. I’m not sure it would fit you,” Adam said, “If you really want a clean shirt I have much nicer sweaters in my closet.”
“But those nice clean ones don’t smell like you. And this one does.”
He watched as Nigel pulled the sweater on. It fit just right around the middle, but the sleeves left several inches of bare wrist. Nigel pushed them up to his elbows.
“Alright. I’m gonna go take care of business, and grab a bag of clothes from my place and I’ll be back,” Nigel said as he pulled out a cigarette and tucked it between his lips. “And then I’ll stay the whole weekend if that’s what you want, gorgeous.”
“I’d like that very much, Nigel. Be safe.”
With a wink and a wave, Nigel was gone.
Adam curled up, Nigel’s still warm pillow in his arms. He thought about Nigel moving through the city, wrapped in his clothes. Wrapped in his scent. Adam smiled, pressed his face into Nigel’s pillow, and inhaled deeply; the smell of Nigel causing his heart to flutter.
Aaaaand that’s all folks! Thanks for all the amazing prompts, and I’ll catch y’all in march.