(Love) Contract

Brian’s POV

My head hurts, and my throat as well… damn I knew exactly why… I was way too used to this feeling.
Should have known better…
I turned around but kept my eyes closed couldn’t stand the brightness of the day just now.
I tried to get my lazy brain to working and figure out what happened and which information got lost and dizzy in my alcohol indulged brain.

We went to Tara’s bar, which was also the bar I used to visit with Zack. Tara went away and was informed about the details of the job and the schedule, I was alone and wanted to drink a whiskey, just to let the time pass quicker… one drink turned to two… three… and soon the bar was open and crowded and I had more drinks that I could count.

A girl had walked over and flirted with me but I was a good boyfriend and behaved.
I grinned, look even drunk I remembered my girlfriend… but then… well then…
Think Brian… think…
Oh right, some asshole thought I grabbed his drink, but that was not true.. or was it?
I don’t remember…
Tara had cleared the situation… but how?
And I had been an ass.. yelled at her outside.. what did I say?
How did I get home?
How did she get me into the house anyway?
I can’t remember…

I finally opened my eyes and blinked against the bright light coming through the dark curtains.
I pulled the blanket away and looked at my body, I was only wearing my boxers and my socks, and everything else was neatly folded over the chair next to my bed.
I wouldn’t have done that, couldn’t have done that in the condition I have been in.

I slowly pulled my legs over the edge of the bed and pushed myself up from the bed, slowly taking a step on shaky legs.
Damn, I felt really weak and I must look even worse… I saw a bucket next to my bed.
I didn’t wanna look into it… I scrunched up my nose and took a quick look into it, empty just a little water in it.
Ah thank god…

So someone must have stayed with me and looked after me if I had vomited?!
I slowly went over to my bathroom and found a washcloths in the sink and had to smile, that could only have been Tara, who looked after me.
Whenever we guys had to look after each other, the most we did was help them get to the bathroom or just point into the direction or next bushes and then the one who felt sick was responsible for himself.

Why would Tara do that for me, even after I had yelled at her and been mean?
She wasn’t my friend.. or well wasn’t for too long… so why would she care?
Still knowing she had been with me, had felt good and I had to think of something to thank her.

Matt’s POV

It was pretty early but I couldn’t sleep anymore, I got up and walked to the kitchen.
I recalled everything that happened yesterday and felt bad.
I should have helped Tara with Brian and not just waited, but it was too later for that already.
My stomach growled and I hadn’t really eaten yesterday.
I only had a small snack when Tara and Brian were gone, so maybe I should make breakfast and have a small chance to make it up to her.
She must feel exhausted after the night and I haven’t seen her eat at all, so she must be really hungry.

I went to the bakery and got all different kinds food, when I was back at Brian’s I prepared the table, made coffee and scrambled eggs and set everything on the table.
Perfect, I think I did pretty good.
Now, I just had to wake Tara up.

I walked to her bedroom door and knocked , when I didn’t hear anything I opened the door an peeked inside.
The sheets were ruffled, I walked inside and saw that the bed was empty.
I heard the shower running and groaned.
Damn it, how much temptation could a man tolerate?

I walked to the bathroom door and knocked as well, the water was shut off and a few seconds later the door opened, but Tara didn’t come out.
“Tara?” I asked and opened the door a little wider.
“Matt? What is it?” She asked and I frowned, does she want me to walk in or not?
“Can I… come in?” I finally asked.
“Yeah..” As soon as I heard that I made my way into the small bathroom that we shared.
I spotted her before the mirror, a towel wrapped around her body.
“You are up early for the sleepless night.” I took in the view of her, the wet hair, her tanned legs and her bare arms, still some water drops trailing down.
“You too.” She turned towards me and I smiled.
“I made breakfast, thought you haven’t eaten much yesterday.” I told her and stepped a little back, realizing when I was watching her I made 2 steps forward and stood way too close to her.
“Matt?” I lifted my eyes to her face.
“Hmm…”
“The kiss… yesterday… I’m sorry… I didn’t…” She blushed and looked away.
“Don’t… It’s okay.” I stepped forward again and this time I couldn’t help it, I put my hands to her cheeks and as much as I knew I shouldn’t do this, I pulled her close to me and captured her lips with mine.
A slow and sensual kiss, our lips moved against each others, I licked at her bottom lip and she opened up to me, my tongue slipped into her mouth and our tongues danced with each other.
Her hands moved into my neck, pushing her body closer to me, one of my hands went to the small of her back and the other to her thigh.

I felt the silky skin of her thigh and groaned into Tara’s mouth.
Her hand moved from my neck under my shirt, her fingers touched my abs and moved slowly upwards.
“Tara… fuck…” I groaned and let my hand move to the hem of her towel and slipped a finger between her breasts and opened the towel.
It slipped to the floor and she stood naked before me.
I finally ended our kissing and looked down on her body, I knew we wouldn’t have too much time, but if I had the chance to have her again, I would take it.
“We shouldn’t do this…” Tara whispered, but her hand slipped to my pants, she began to open the buttons and I grabbed her hips, lifted her up and set her on the table with the sink.
“I know… Still… I want you… Tell me to stop…” I moaned and my pants fell to the floor, Tara’s hand began to knead my erection and she pushed my boxers down.
“I can’t…” Tara whispered.

Notes

OHOOOO!
What will happen?

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