Two weeks had past. Adam and Scott had grown some sort of attraction for each other. Every time they looked at one another they yearned to touch each other. It started with just staring and then it turned into something else. One night Adam was watching tv when Scott walked into the living room and just sat on his lap, and started kissing him, then Adam started kissing Scott back roughly. They eventually made it into Scott's room where they kissed on the bed, Scott's hands rucking up Adam's shirt as he struggled to get his arms free from Scott's shirt.

"Scott"

He laughed

"Scott wait"

Scott's mouth on his neck is hot, his lips damp. The hint of teeth made Adam shiver.

"Don't want to--make out?"

Scott says. Adam swears, and Scott smirks against his skin as Adam pulls his hand free, fingers tangling in Scott's hair.

"Adam"

Scott's lips brush the line of Adam's jaw, the skin below the ear.

"Adam"

Adam pulls him closer, his heart racing, and let's just say it escalated from there. Adam woke up in the morning and realized he was naked and was being spooned by Scott. When Adam moved to kiss Scott on the forehead Scott woke up and they made out again and again. In the late afternoon Adam left the bedroom to find something to eat. Later that night they decided to make it official.