Part 2

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Travis was just turning off the stove when he heard a knock at the door. He smiled and rushed to answer the door . “Hello beautiful!” he said as he opened the door, only to raise an eyebrow when Andrej walked in. “Damn, you left the house looking like that?” he asked and Andrej glared.

“Hey!”

Travis cringed at the look he was getting. “No, baby,” he started, looking Andrej up and down. “It’s just… hot pink shorts and a tiny black tank top?” he asked and Andrej raised an eyebrow. “You aren’t cool?” he asked and Andrej narrowed his eyes.

“I’m from Australia, I’m clinging to summer, don’t judge me,” he said, deftly twirling to walk past Travis. “Mmmm something smells nice,” he said and Travis chucked in amusement, following him to the kitchen.

“Nothing fancy, just veggie soup and biscuits like my mama made them,” he said and Andrej peeked in the pot on the stove. “I really hope you like soup,” he said and Andrej nodded with a smile tossed over his shoulder.

“More filling for less food,” he said and Travis gave him a stern look. Andrej gave him wide, innocent eyes, pouting as he pushed his hair back over his shoulders. “I promise, I’m not anorexic-“

“I know, I know,” Travis said, sighing heavily. “I just hate hearing you say shit like that, baby,” he said, catching Andrej’s hand as he walked past him. “I get it, you’re a model, but the urge to tell you to stop being so self-conscious and eat and be happy is incredible.”

Andrej turned, not letting go of his hand. “I know, people do it to me all the time,” he said, then smiled and rested his chin on Travis’s shoulder, looking over it as he stirred with his free hand. “Also, did you call me ‘baby’?” he asked, smirking.

Travis turned to meet his eyes with a shy smile. “I can try not to if it bothers you-“

“No, not at all,” Andrej said quickly, then bit his lip, shyly smiling up through his eyelashes. “It’s just that this is only our second real date and you already call me ‘baby’?”

Travis shrugged, ducking his eyes when Andrej eased off and leaned against the counter beside him. “We hung out once too. And we talked on the phone for about three hours the other night,” he pointed out and Andrej nodded, eyes bright.

“Still, you have only known me about two weeks. You really like me that much?” he asked curiously.

Travis shrugged. “Well, yeah. I was kind of drawn to you the minute you saved my godson from getting hurt. It just kinda struck me as something unusual, especially for somebody as beautiful as you are. Pretty people don’t tend to be the nicest people a lot of the time, you know?” he said and Andrej made a dramatic face, collapsing back against the cabinets comically.

“GOD do I EVER!” He pretended to ‘ooze’ down the cabinets before catching himself with a playful giggle when Travis shot him a look. “Some of the men and women I work with are big fat bitches and it’s horrible!”

Travis chuckled and shook his head. “Keep on reminding me why I’m a creep for liking a boy as young as you,” he joked and Andrej gave him an offended gasp.

“You are not a creep for dating me! I’m ten years younger, but I am a legal adult,” he said with a smirk. “Besides! You are not a grown up either, age be damned.” He narrowed his eyes at him playfully. “You made me pick between Spongebob and Scooby Doo.”

Travis grinned brightly. “It’s a valid question! I just can’t date somebody who thinks Spongebob is better than Scooby Doo, and as young as you are, I don’t think Scooby Doo was even on TV anymore when you were little!”

Travis took the pot off the stove and put it on the counter, going to grab two bowls from the cabinet behind Andrej, who just smirked as he stayed in his way, winking when Travis pinned him against the cabinets in his attempt to reach past him. “I like that you’re so playful,” Andrej said softly and somewhat-seriously while Travis was still leaned in close. He looked from eye to eye with a small smile. “I’ve never met anybody like you. It’s nice.”

Travis took the opportunity to smack a kiss to Andrej’s cheek. “Ain’t a thang chicken wang,” he said and Andrej dissolved into giggles as Travis took the bowls and turned around. “Come here and eat, scrawny little thing,” he said, handing Andrej a bowl.

Andrej took the bowl and let Travis fill it all the way up with a challengingly playful look. “One day I’m going to show you my clothes and let you see just how tiny I need to be,” he joked and Travis smirked.

“Oh, and would that mean they’re somewhat not on you at that time?” he asked and Andrej returned his flirtatious look before leaning in until his lips brushed Travis’s earlobe.

“If you play your cards right, you can just pick them up off the floor in the morning,” he whispered, smirking when he pulled back and saw Travis staring off into space with wide, somewhat dazed eyes. “Damn, I’m good,” he said, taking the bowl and a biscuit to go sit at the table.

It wasn’t until after they had eaten- Travis was secretly pleased with himself when Andrej ate the whole bowl of soup and two biscuits because he was shocked Travis cooked well- that Travis remembered what Andrej had said before. “Hold up, you’re saying dirty things about you hanging round naked in the morning, what happened to ‘I ain’t easy’?” he asked and Andrej rolled his eyes as he stood up from putting in a dvd and made his way back to the couch.

Andrej sat down beside Travis and curled his legs under him, leaning against Travis’s side. “I’m not easy, I’m flirty. It’s my thing,” he said and Travis shot him a look. “I’m serious!” Andrej laughed. “Travis, if you haven’t noticed by now, saying dirty things is my way of joking around.” He gave him a sympathetic smile and pecked his cheek. “Sorry, darling, but I’m not actually going to get naked later tonight,” he said, curling his hand around Travis’s on his thigh. “Although, gotta say, a boy could get used to being treated like this.”

Travis rolled his eyes. “Baby, I cooked soup and we’re watching an action movie. Not sure this is high on the list of romantic dates-“

“I don’t mean that,” Andrej said softly, turning to lay his cheek on Travis’s shoulder, curling their fingers together on his lap as he faced the TV. “People always try to impress me with things and expensive gestures…you just asked me to come watch a movie and eat dinner at your place. Do you know how often anybody has ever expressed interest and then followed it up with a quite night in just spending some time together?” he asked, glancing up at Travis. Travis shook his head and Andrej smiled, warmth in his gaze. “Never, Travis. It tells me you actually care about more than making me think you’re loaded and sophisticated.”

Travis chuckled and moved his arm, letting go of Andrej’s hand to curl it around his shoulders, pulling Andrej into his side. "Baby, I hate to break it to you, but if you want loaded and sophisticated, you came to the wrong man.”

Andrej just twisted to press a kiss to Travis’s jaw before resting his head on Travis’s shoulder as he turned back to the movie. “I think I like the man I came to.”
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Travis honestly had no idea how bad he had it for the skinny blonde until he started laughing at the TV. Every time something funny was about to happen, Travis would turn and look at Andrej and just bite back a warmth in his chest and honest to God butterflies in his belly as Andrej laughed loud and open, nose scrunched and little fanged teeth showing, only to feel a crushing sense of ‘God he’s beautiful’ when Andrej bit Travis’s shirt sleeve and giggled, eyes twinkling with amusement as he tried not to giggle too much.

Travis didn’t have a chance to catch himself before he blurted out in the middle of Andrej yawning, a massive, ugly yawn that should make any human being look unattractive, “Jesus Christ, you’re so beautiful.”

Andrej turned to him with slightly bleary eyes, clearly tired. He frowned with an adorable little confused look on his face. “When I’m yawning?” he asked skeptically and Travis felt his cheeks heating up.

“Well… yeah,” he said honestly. He shook his head and raised the arm around Andrej to brush his bare shoulder. “You are sitting here in a black tank top, pink shorts, your hair kinda ratty, and you yawned a big, ugly yawn, and you’re still the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen. How is that possible? Nobody yawns pretty!” He stroked his cheek with the back of his thumb. “Except you, apparently.”

Andrej grinned and leaned in, pressing a small kiss to Travis’s lips. “For the record, I find you extremely attractive as well,” he said, earning a small chuckle from Travis that was silenced when Andrej kissed him again. Travis kissed Andrej slow and sweet, letting Andrej push him back so that they were horizontal on the couch, Andrej on top of Travis. Andrej moaned softly when Travis sucked on his bottom lip and stroked his fingertips along Andrej’s exposed thigh. “Travie,” he whimpered as Travis slid his lips along Andrej’s jaw, cupping the back of his neck as he nosed his head to the side, nipping along his jaw to his throat. Andrej hummed softly. “S’nice,” he mumbled, resting his cheek against Travis’s head as Travis continued to kiss and lick at his long, lean throat.

However, only a moment later when Travis pulled back enough to kiss his lips, Andrej didn’t respond. Travis frowned. “Baby?” he asked, only to raise an eyebrow when he shifted and Andrej’s head fell to his shoulder. He raised an eyebrow and chuckled when he realized Andrej was asleep. “You really fell asleep just when it was getting good?” he asked incredulously, only to receive a sleepy snuffle in reply. He snickered and laid back, curling his arms around Andrej as he turned to watch the rest of the movie, holding Andrej on his chest.
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Andrej woke up with a snuffle, rolling over only to yelp when he tumbled off his bed onto the floor, only to remember that his bed was pressed against the wall on the left side, so he should’ve hit the wall. He sat up quickly, looking around with a confused frown. He jumped up, taking note that he was still dressed, but was alone in a bed that clearly had been slept in on both sides. He rubbed his face and yawned, looking around, only to spot a flannel shirt on the floor that connected the dots.

He was at Travis’s house. He cringed when he realized he must’ve fallen asleep. He grabbed the flannel shirt, which he recognized as the one Travis had been wearing last night, and pulled it on, smiling when it still fell down over his ass in spite of his height. He pulled it tight around himself, still a little muzzy from sleep as he walked out of the room and recognized the hall. He heard voices in the kitchen so he headed there, arms wrapped around himself to fight against the chill.

“Seriously, why the hell are you cooking? Looks like you cooked last night AND you’re cooking again?” a man’s voice said, and Andrej stopped outside the doorway, frowning.

“Because, asshat,” Travis said with a chuckle in his voice. “Andrej’s still here. I thought everybody told you I’ve been seeing somebody, Eric. God knows Matt hasn’t stopped teasing me about it.”

“Wait, you’re really dating a dude? Ha! I thought they just meant you had hooked up with some guy, didn’t know you ever dated anybody but women. At least it seems that way. The dudes never stick around.” Andre frowned at what the man said, twisting a piece of hair. “Surprised you actually had him over at your place. The boys are usually ‘pick up and dump off’ same night kinda things, aren’t they?”

“It ain’t like that,” Travis said, voice calm and collected. “I may have more just messed around with guys and dated women in the past, but this one’s something else. And yes, the only reason he’s still here is because he fell asleep when we were watching a movie, but that’s not a ‘kick him out’ thing, that’s a ‘he would’ve probably wanted to go home’ thing. I can honestly say I’ve never met one like this one, dude. Matt already gave me the ‘remember the last few you said that about’ speech too, so don’t bother. I’m serious, this one isn’t like the others.”

Andrej bit his lip and smiled, then shook himself, deciding it was time to head in. He backed down the hallway on tiptoes a bit before walking in to look like he hadn’t been by the door. As soon as he came in and stopped, eying the men in the kitchen, Travis smiled. “Good morning,” he said and Andrej bit back a smile as he walked over to where Travis was standing at the stove and leaned against his back, arms going around his waist as he hummed.

“Morning,” he said, hooking his chin over Travis’s shoulder to kiss his cheek. He was more than a little thrilled that he needed to stand on his tiptoes. “How did I end up in your bed?” he asked, earning a snicker from the man at the table.

Travis sighed and rolled his eyes. “Eric, Andrej, Andrej, Eric,” he said, then turned, waving a spatula at Eric, narrowly missing Andrej. “No funny business, he fell asleep, nothing more.”

Andrej smirked. “Well now, you are a strange one. Most men would be gloating, even if it was a lie,” he said, hopping onto the counter beside Travis.

Travis rolled his eyes. “Baby, I’m not going to gloat about sleeping with you, truth or fiction. I’m not sure anybody would care anyhow,” he said, leaning up to steal a small kiss. “Mmmm, good morning is right,” he said and Andrej giggled, smiling brightly.

“You wouldn’t gloat over getting me in bed with you?” he asked with a raised eyebrow. “Really?”

Travis nodded. “Really really. I don’t have anything to prove. Only people who need to know about my sex life is me and who I’m sleeping with. Nobody else has any reason to give a damn who I’m with.”

Andrej couldn’t help a giddy feeling. “You do realize I’m an international super model. There are very few people who would want to sleep with me for anything other than to tell everybody ‘I had sex with Andrej Pejic’.” He leaned in for another kiss. “It means a lot to me that you said that.”

Travis rolled his eyes. “Baby, I’m a lot older than who you usually date and, no offence to your success, but I’ve slept with people a lot more famous than you,” he said and Andrej smirked.

“Pretty sure you are technically more famous than me,” Andrej said, biting his lip. “I meant my face. Not my ‘fame’. I’m not modest, I know I’m beautiful,” he said simply.

Eric chuckled. “Well you are not wrong there,” he said and Andrej winked at him over Travis’s shoulder. “I’d be a lucky man if I landed somebody with that face.”

“Sorry, love, I’m rather attached to your friend already,” he said, giving Travis a filthy little smirk as he shifted to wrap his legs around Travis and pull him into a kiss. Travis hummed in surprise, catching on of Andrej’s thighs against his side. When Andrej broke the kiss he giggled at the shocked look on Travis’s face.

“Damn, I suddenly wish I wasn’t in the middle of cooking and Eric wasn’t here,” he groaned and Andrej tugged him into another kiss.

When the kiss broke, he pecked Travis’s lips before dropping his legs. “Maybe next time.” He hopped off the counter, walking around Travis to go to the table. He climbed onto a chair and pulled his knees up between him and the table, eying Eric curiously. “You’re in his band, right?” he asked and Eric nodded.

“Yeah, you met the others, right?” he asked, and Andrej nodded.

“First night I hung out with Travis a lot of people were here.” He looked up at Travis. “Who was the tall perverted one again?” he asked and Travis snickered.

“Gabe,” he said, walking over with a plate of eggs. He put it down in front of Andrej, who shot him a look. Travis sighed. “Eat the eggs. Even if you only eat half of them, okay?”

Andrej grinned. “You trying to make me fat?” he teased, then took the fork Travis offered him and started eating. “Mmmm, I might could handle getting fat if you cooked everything,” he said, making exaggerated moans with every bite.

Eric raised an eyebrow and Travis just blushed at how dirty Andrej’s noises sounded. “If he gets that excited over food, I don’t blame you for dating a prissy little supermodel,” he said to Travis, ignoring the indignant sound Andrej made.

Travis just grinned. “I’ll get back to you when I know how those noises compare,” he said, wiggling his eyebrows at Andrej. Andrej just flipped him off wordlessly, stuffing more eggs into his mouth.
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Travis smiled as he came off the elevator and Andrej whined over the phone. “But Travieeeee! I wanted to come see you today! I’m leaving for Sao Paulo in a few days and I wanted to spend the night with you,” he said and Travis could hear his pout over the phone.

“I know, baby, but a friend flew in. He’s talking about producing the next album for us and we’re meeting up and doing some writing in the studio, maybe try and do a demo,” he said and Andrej sighed.

“Oh alright, but only because your band is good,” Andrej said in a playful tone. “Althooouugh,” he trailed off and Travis raised an eyebrow at Andrej’s dramatics. “Well, I may have bought some really sexy black lace panties and I wanted to see how they looked on your floor, is all,” he said dismissively and Travis’s brain stopped working.

Until he missed the door handle and ran into the door face first, anyhow. The blow seemed to knock some sense into him. “Holy shit, you cannot say stuff like that when I’m in public,” he said, feeling the heat rising in his cheeks. “Honestly, Andrej, I’m seriously glad I’m not your age or I’d have a problem going into the room to talk to my band right now,” he admitted and Andrej laughed evilly.

“Not my fault you make my panties want to hit the floor! They have a mind of their own, panties-“

“Can you please stop talking about your damn drawers?” Travis asked, fighting a laugh and affectionate eye roll. “Trust me, I really am sorry I’m busy. Trust me, by the time we’ve been here a few hours, I’ll really wish I had made a date with you and my bedroom instead of being here with these guys.”

Andrej hummed. “I like that you’re professional enough to not blow them off for a chance to get me out of my panties-“

Travis groaned as he opened the next door. “Boy, stop talking about your panties when I’m going to work!” he exclaimed, only to cringe when he saw everybody else was already there… and had heard. “Um, I gotta go, baby, everybody else is already here,” he said in a lower voice, ducking his head.

Andrej sighed loudly. “Alright, be talented and wonderful so you didn’t miss all of the nudity we could be having together-“

Travis groaned and flopped down on the couch beside Matt. “Goodbye, Andrej,” he said pointedly before hanging up. He let his head fall back. “That boy’s gonna kill me,” he said, dropping his head on Matt’s shoulder.

“Don’t get me wrong, I’m not judging at ALL,” said a voice from the other room. The body attached to the voice came out and Patrick eyed Travis curiously. “But did you just walk in and say ‘boy stop talking about your panties’?” he asked, barely keeping a straight face.

Travis smirked, propping his feet up on the table in front of them as he locked his fingers over his middle. “You laugh, but I’ve seen him in booty-shorts, I cannot WAIT to see him in lacy black panties,” he said with a dirty grin.

Patrick just chuckled. “I can’t believe you’re dating a man. Eric was telling us all about the other week’s ‘erotic breakfast’,” he said and everybody laughed.

Travis shrugged. “His legs are longer than you are tall, Stump. If he chooses to make dirty sounds over my cooking while wearing my shirt and shorts that show off every inch of those babies, I’m not gonna complain!”

Matt snickered. “He does seem to like short-shorts,” he agreed. “He’s also a kid-“

“Twenty-one is legal and if he is okay with it, I’m okay with it,” Travis defended. He groaned. “Bad news though, Stump, he’s ruined my writing,” he admitted and Patrick raised an eyebrow, spinning his chair around to grab a pen.

“Oh yeah? How?” he asked and Disashi snorted.

“He’s known the boy three weeks and in that time, he’s basically only been able to write shit about long legs, blonde hair, ‘porcelain skin’, ‘eyes like the ocean’, and ‘cheekbones to cut glass’.” Travis groaned when Patrick shot him a look. “It’s pathetic, isn’t it?” Disashi asked Patrick, who just sighed.

“Travis, you’ve did this before… almost word for word,” he said and Travis grunted.

“Ain’t my fault I like pale, pretty, blue eyed people,” he defended, crossing his arms. “And I can’t help my writing! I can’t think about all my usual drama when I’ve spent several hours a day for the past few weeks talking to the most beautiful human being to ever exist,” he defended, only to sigh and roll his eyes when everybody laughed.

Matt shook his head. “Travie, dude, you always fall too fast. What the hell?” he asked, then frowned. “And you haven’t even slept with this one yet! How do you fall hook, line, and sinker for somebody you’ve been out with once and had over to your place a few times and NOT slept with?”

Travis smirked. “I think it’s pale skin, blue eyes, big lips, and cheekbones cause I never slept with Patrick and I was in love with him for a good month that one time,” he said, winking at Patrick, who just shot him an unimpressed look. Travis snickered. “You even have a sexy bitch-face like Andrej does!”

Eric chuckled. “Doubt you’d look as good in short-shorts as Andrej does, though,” he said and Matt let out a snort.

“Or that crop top! Oh God, Patrick, he came over that first night wearing crop top and high waisted shorts. It was hilarious-“

Travis snorted. “It was fuckin’ hot, dude! Don’t even joke, you were looking at his legs just as hard as Gabe was-“

“Gabe was practically undressing him with his eyes,” Disashi said, grinning. “Patrick, it was great, too perfect! Travis was all ‘don’t embarrass me’ and everybody was doing their best.”

Patrick just smiled. “Who is this guy? I know somebody said a model, but why are his legs a big deal?”

Travis smirked. “None of ya’ll saw the dress he wore the night we went out to dinner.” He sighed dramatically. “His name is Andrej Pejic, Patrick, and I swear to God, he’s the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen. I’m talking I couldn’t even talk to him without stuttering looking at him in that dress. It was short and showed off his legs and his face and legs together basically made me into a bumbling idiot. I haven’t felt like that since I was a teenager. He’s some world famous supermodel because he models women’s clothes in spite of the ‘has a dick’ thing and his face and his voice and his legs and on top of everything, he’s smart,” he babbled. “He deferred acceptance to Harvard because his mama couldn’t afford it and he was being asked to go to Paris to be a supermodel.” He looked up at him and sighed. “Patrick, I’m dating the smartest supermodel ever, probably. He’s just… unreal.”

Patrick just looked up at the others and snickered. “What do you think, intervention or loony bin?” he asked, earning laughs all around.
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When Travis met Andrej in the park, he could only shake his head and smile as he walked closer. “Do you ever look anything but perfect?” he asked and Andrej smiled and shrugged.

“I’ve been told I’m not completely perfect,” he said, standing up from where he had already settled down with a blanket, waiting on Travis to show up with picnic supplies. He walked over to Travis, who caught him with one hand on his lower back and leaned in to kiss him sweetly.

“Mmmm, hey baby,” Travis said and Andrej smiled, taking his hand as he turned to walk back to the blanket. Andrej’s dress was white with yellow flowers, the skirt a little longer than his usual one as it flounced around a few inches above his knees. He was also wearing a purple knit shrug that came to his elbows in the sleeves but only brushed his ribs at the hem. He had already kicked off a pair of white flats while waiting for Travis. Travis knelt down beside where he deposited himself and set down the basket before leaning across to kiss Andrej again.

Andrej giggled and turned his face away, putting a hand on Travis’s chest. “Travis, kisses later, we should eat before it gets all ambient temperature.”

Travis whined. “But I’m not hungry for food,” he joked, wiggling his eyebrows with a goofy look on his face.

Andrej just rolled his eyes. “Why do I like you? You’re so lame.” He curled his legs under him and leaned out to open the container Travis had brought and started setting out plastic boxes of food. “Although the idea of a picnic was really sweet,” he admitted begrudgingly as he opened containers. “Can’t say anybody’s ever asked me out on a picnic date.” He looked up and smirked. “One of your moves?” he asked and Travis chuckled.

“Not as much, but it worked on my ex-fiancée,” he said, making a face.

Andrej snickered. “Trying to get yourself laid, huh?”

Travis shook his head. “I was already getting laid, besides, we’re in the middle of a park, Andrej. Nobody’s getting laid in the middle of the day in a park.”

“I think you’re purposefully trying not to get in my pants,” Andrej mused, offering Travis a bottle of water that he accepted with a smile. “You stay busy and then you ask me out to picnic in the park the day before I leave for two weeks. What, you afraid of naked boys?” he teased.

Travis rolled his eyes. “While everybody seems shocked at me dating a man, it’s no secret I’ve slept with plenty of guys in the past. Trust me, it ain’t that.”

Andrej took out a carrot stick and bit it with a crunch. “Then what’s got you all ‘no sex’ about me, then? Is it how skinny I am?” he joked, giving him a dramatic pout.

Travis offered him a bite of hummus on a pita chip that Andrej took from his hand, sitting up with it hanging out of his mouth like a dog. “You’re so weird,” he said affectionately, only to chuckle. “And I’m not avoiding getting you naked, trust me. I just have shit to do and I’m old enough to know how to prioritize. Also, today is meant to be ‘being sweet’, because you deserve it for being so patient with all the work I’m doing.”

Andrej grinned. “So basically, you’re just a really nice guy,” he assessed, reaching out to touch Travis’s hand. “Hey,” he said softly, looking Travis in the eyes. “You’re definitely a very sweet man.”

Travis smiled back and squeezed his fingers. “I’m sweet because I like to make you smile,” he said and Andrej ducked his head, smiling a big, goofy smile down at his lap.
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“That one looks like a bunny,” Travis said, using his free hand to point up at a cloud above them. After they had finished eating, Travis and Andrej had laid down on the blanket and ended up looking at the clouds. Travis’s hand under his head kept him propped up just enough to see Andrej’s face when he looked over at him to follow his pointing.

Andrej squinted, scrunching up his nose adorably. “That one?” he asked, pointing. Travis nodded and Andrej made a face. “That looks like somebody going down on a woman to me,” he said and Travis snorted out a loud laugh.

“What?! Andrej only you could mistake bunny ears for legs in the air, swear to God-“

“It does!” Andrej said pointedly. “She’s got her legs over his shoulders kind of just dangling there!-“

“It’s a bunny,” Travis argued with a grin. “Besides,” he glanced over to see Andrej looking at him. “How the hell would you know anyways?”

Andrej rolled his eyes. “Just because I don’t fuck them doesn’t mean I’ve never seen women in straight porn,” he defended. He shifted and laid his head on Travis’s bicep. “That one looks like Australia!” he said, and Travis laughed.

“It does, huh?” he said, turning to look at Andrej, looking at his profile as he continued to look at the sky. He couldn’t help but leaned the few inches close enough to press a kiss to Andrej’s temple. “Do you ever miss home?” he asked softly.

Andrej turned to lean his forehead against Travis’s chin. “Not much. I miss my mum and my brother a lot, but I like it here.” He tipped his head up to look at Travis, bumping their noses together. “Where’s your ‘home’?” he asked

“A town upstate,” Travis said softly. “Called Geneva. I’ve lived about everywhere else since then. I keep coming back here.”

Andrej smiled. “I lived in London for a little while, and it was nice. I’d like to retire to South Africa someday, I think. Become a farmer,” he said with a straight face, though his eyes betrayed his teasing.

Travis smirked and closed the gap to kiss him sweetly. “Goats?” he asked and Andrej shook his head.

“Chickens. They aren’t that big,” he said, then shifted, rolling to face Travis. He reached a hand up and rested it on Travis’s chest. “Why are you single?” he asked curiously, narrowing his eyes slightly. “I mean, we haven’t known each other long, but you’re one of the nicest men I’ve ever met. In just a few weeks, you’ve treated me so well it’s absurd you aren’t already snatched up.”

Travis sighed. “Ah, I wish that was so, baby.” He smiled at him sadly. “Let’s just say, I’ve learned a lot in my life. I may still be young, but I’ve lived a lot.” He chuckled. “Growing up, in high school, I couldn’t have got a date for shit. I was fat, I was weird, and let’s just say the last ten years have shown a lot more acceptance for somebody that’s ‘too white’ for the other black kids and too black for the other white kids,” he said simply. “I had friends, Matt’s been my best friend since I was about fourteen or fifteen, but I wasn’t popular, I wasn’t cute, and I was fat, so girls didn’t like me. Then after high school, the only reason I got any was because I worked out that college chicks liked to think I was some shy little nerdy virgin they were getting with the first time,” he said, snickering.

Andrej smirked. “Bet you were a ‘virgin’ many, many times, weren’t you,” he joked and Travis nodded, chuckling.

“Oh yeah.” He shrugged. “We got serious about being a band. Even then we didn’t fit in cause my thing was free styling but I had a rock band backing me up. It wasn’t until Patrick really got interested in us, he’s always liked a lot of music I do, so he got a good word in with Pete about signing us. But even before that, I’d already started my failures with women,” he said honestly. He cringed. “Before the first album started production, I was with this girl. I loved that woman,” he said with a sad little laugh. “It was the first time I’d ever been in love and I was so sure it was for good but she was… terrible.” He shrugged slightly. “I didn’t want to leave her but in order to deal with her running around on me and treating me like shit I started doing shit I shouldn’t have got mixed up in.”

Andrej frowned. “Like what?”

Travis chuckled. “Well, you wouldn’t know it now, seeing as you haven’t ever been around me when the rest are drinking, but I’m only a few years clean and only about a year sober,” he said and Andrej raised an eyebrow.

“Oh yeah?” he asked and Travis nodded, pecking his lips, unable to resist himself.

“I hurt my knee when I was younger and ended up addicted to pain killers. I was on and off pills for most of my twenties,” he said. “I mean, I wasn’t a crack head or anything, but still, I was just another addict. And the only times I could stop the pills was when I replaced them with booze. I would drink myself half to death some nights and still want pills. After all the hangovers, I’d get sick of it and go back to pills.” He groaned. “I’d get clean during a relationship, a good one, but then shit would go bad and I’d be worse than ever after it. It got to the point after the last one before I got clean, Matt had to sit with me all night to make sure I wasn’t gonna die in my sleep, I’d took so many pills. After that, Disashi said he’d leave if I didn’t get my shit straight and Matt started trying to talk me into quitting, and I realized I had to.” He shook his head. “Didn’t do rehab, didn’t have the time or money, but I had good friends. I was able to get clean and stay clean finally. I gave up drinking about a year about when the last relationship ended because I caught myself drinking to forget and knew where that led.”

Andrej just looked at him with a searching look in his eyes. “I don’t think I’ve ever met someone who went through something like that,” he said and Travis chuckled.

“I hope not, it sucked,” he said, closing his eyes when Andrej reached up to stroke a hand along his cheek.

“Why did you have such bad luck with relationships, though?” Andrej asked and Travis cringed.

“Well… let me start with ‘that’s the old me’ and ‘I was mostly high’,” he said and Andrej narrowed his eyes suspiciously. Travis cringed. “It wasn’t always the case, but I had some trouble being faithful,” he admitted. “I won’t lie and sugar coat, high or not, it wasn’t right and I always felt bad, but it was like the drugs; I couldn’t say no.”

Andrej leveled him with a look. “So, I’m dating a serial cheater, huh?” he asked and Travis cringed again.

“Would it make it any better if I said it wasn’t everybody? I didn’t cheat on everybody, I wasn’t the only one cheating a lot of the time, and I never cheated on the ones I was engaged to,” he offered. He sighed and ducked his eyes. “But yeah, it’s only fair of me to tell you that I don’t have the best past. I’ve cheated on women I was in a relationship with before.”

Andrej hummed. “Well… at least you were honest,” he said, rolling his eyes. “Although, don’t you dare think that’s winning you any favors.” He cringed. “But, if we’re being totally honest… even if it was never really a ‘relationship’, I can say I have cheated before too.” He narrowed his eyes. “But I was a teenager-“

“You were a teenager two years ago,” Travis pointed out and Andrej poked him in the side, making him laugh. “Okay, I get it.” He kissed his nose. “Everybody makes mistakes.”

Andrej sighed. “Here’s what I don’t understand. You are one of the sweetest men I’ve ever met, past aside, and you have been engaged twice,” he said, biting his lip. “Why didn’t you ever get married? If you didn’t cheat on them, why would anybody in their right mind give this up?” he asked softly.

Travis flinched slightly. “Didn’t love me, I guess,” he said softly. He reached up to stroke Andrej’s cheek, touching his soft skin. “The first one hurt the worst. She was… perfect. I loved her so much,” he said weakly. “In the end she left me and told everybody I cheated- and normally it would be true, but it wasn’t! I never could’ve cheated on that woman,” he said, laughing bitterly. “I do know that later I could see that she was kind of… crazy,” he admitted. He snickered. “Bitch ended up marrying and divorcing fucking Russell Brand-“

Andrej gaped. ‘Holy shit, you were engaged to Katy Perry?!” he asked, and Travis raised an eyebrow.

“Yeah, I never mentioned her name?” he asked and Andrej shot him a look. “What?! Surprised I was engaged to somebody that famous?” he asked and Andrej snickered.

“Hell no, somebody that hot! Damn, I don’t usually like women, but she’s hot!” he exclaimed and Travis laughed as Andrej sat up and waved his hands. “Seriously, daaaamn-“

“You’re way hotter,” Travis said, propping up on his elbow. He reached out to pull Andrej closer, nosing his hair out of the way to kiss him slowly. “Seriously, have you seen your face, baby? Hottest person ever.”

Andrej giggled. “I love it when you tell me I’m pretty,” he admitted, curling a hand in the front of Travis’s shirt to pull him into a kiss. “Mmm, Travie,” he whispered, moaning when Travis curled an arm around his waist to pull him closer, kissing him more firmly. Andrej curled his fingers in Travis’s shirt, only releasing it when Travis broke the kiss and looked into his eyes. Andrej smiled. “Hi.”

Travis stroked his hip with his thumb through his dress absently. “Hey, I know you can’t stay, but do you wanna come back to my place?” he asked, leaning in to press a kiss to Andrej’s jaw. “It doesn’t have to be anything but just hanging out,” he promised, kissing a line to his ear before nibbling at his earlobe, earning a gasp. “We don’t have to,” he started and Andrej whined.

“I really want to,” he said, biting his lip as he pulled away. “I just hate that I have to leave so I can go home and be ready to fly out tomorrow.” He leaned in to kiss Travis hard and fast, shocking him slightly. “Will that be a problem? I can probably stay for a few hours, but I’ll need to leave before midnight for sure,” he said, and Travis smiled, cupping Andrej’s cheek in his hand.

“Only if you let me take you home. I ain’t having you walk or take the train all alone that late at night,” he said and Andrej smiled, nodding.

“Yeah, I can do that,” he said and Travis stole one more kiss before he sat up. Andrej grinned excitedly as he sat up and started gathering up their things. As soon as he and Travis got everything packed away, Andrej slid into his shoes and picked up the blanket, folding it over his arm before taking Travis’s hand, letting him lead the way, sharing looks with each other as they started walking.
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Travis had barely put down the basket when Andrej stepped into his arms and pulled Travis down into a kiss. Travis squeaked slightly but smirked when Andrej pulled back to breathe. “Baby, I really did mean we can just chill-“

Andrej shook his head, smiling a slightly predatory smile. “I’ve only got a few hours with you before I’m gone for two weeks,” he said, sliding his fingers up Travis’s shirt, kissing him as his fingers found skin. “Mmmmm, Travie, take me to bed?” he whispered against Travis’s lips, and Travis whimpered.

“God yes,” he said, curling his arms around Andrej, one hand between his shoulders and the other on his lower back, pulling him as close as possible as he lapped into his mouth, eliciting a soft moan from Andrej as his tongue skated along the inside of Andrej’s upper lip. He grunted softly when Andrej’s hands slid higher up his shirt, skating along his sides. Without breaking the kiss, Travis started to guide Andrej back towards the hall. They mostly made it without falling or crashing into anything, though they had both hit walls on either side of the hall at least once.

When the stumbled into Travis’s room, Travis broke the kiss long enough to skin his shirt off over his head, dropping it before reaching out for Andrej’s hips to pull him close again. Andrej stepped close, curling his arms around Travis’s shoulders as he tilted his lips up to kiss him again, clearly disinterested in losing contact with him. Travis felt around until he found the zipper on the back of Andrej’s dress, pulling it down clumsily before Andrej pulled back. “Shit,” he gasped, voice somewhat hoarse as he looked up at Travis with obscenely kiss-swollen lips and dark, hungry eyes. He shook the shrug off his shoulders, then pulled his arms out of the dress before sliding it off, shimmying out of it until it fell to the floor.

Travis took a moment to pick his jaw up off the floor as he looked at Andrej, who was standing in front of him bare but for a pair of tiny pink briefs that he truly suspected weren’t for men. “God, you’re beautiful,” he finally groaned, reaching out to curl his hands around Andrej’s tiny waist.

Andrej ducked his head slightly, curling his arms around Travis to press their bodies flush. “Not too skinny?” he asked with a hint of pink in his cheeks.

Travis just shook his head, grinning as he leaned down to kiss across Andrej’s pale, thin shoulder to the base of his throat. “You know I’m teasing you when I call you skinny, right?” he said, nipping gently at a spot that seemed to make Andrej shiver. “You’re beautiful,” he breathed, sliding a hand down to cup Andrej’s small but perky ass. “Jesus, your ass,” he moaned against Andrej’s skin.

Andrej whimpered, hips twitching forward against Travis. “C’mon,” he said, somewhat breathless as he turned his head to catch Travis’s lips, sliding a hand between them to cup Travis though his pants. Travis grunted, but didn’t break the kiss as he reached down to undo his belt. Andrej held the kiss as long as he could before he tugged Travis’s pants so that they fell off his hips. “Bed,” he said, smirking as he turned and wordlessly stalked the few steps to the bed, crawling back onto it, giving Travis the most seductive look he could possibly imagine from his spot sitting in the middle of Travis’s bed in just a tiny pair of briefs.

“God, baby,” Travis groaned, quickly crawling up the bed after him. He caught his hip as he kissed him, gently pushing Andrej back down onto his back as he crawled over him. Andrej broke the kiss to breathe, looking up at Travis with hungry eyes. Travis slid his hands to Andrej’s waist, reveling in how tiny his body looked in Travis’s big hands. His hands fit the curves of Andrej’s waist perfectly. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to Andrej’s sternum. He turned his head and lapped at Andrej’s nipple, earning a whine as he sucked until the tiny pink bud was erect, before moving to kiss down his long, lean torso, sucking little pink spots that faded quickly into his skin. He felt rather than heard Andrej giggle slightly when he lapped into his navel before continuing his descent until his lips were stopped by cotton. He smirked up at Andrej, who was looking down at him hungrily before moving to kiss over to his hip bone, nipping slightly at the thin skin covering the protruding bone. Andrej moaned, hands curling in Travis’s hair. Travis shifted his body to the side enough that he could press the heel of his palm to the bulge in the front of Andrej’s briefs.

Andrej whined when Travis’s hand moved, only to shiver and whimper when Travis’s big, warm hand instead trailed up his inner thigh, fingers so long the nearly curled all the way around Andrej’s slender legs. “Travie, Travis, please!” he whimpered, positively trembling with want.

Travis sat up, crawling over Andrej to kiss him, hand curling around Andrej’s thigh as he wrapped the long limb around Travis’s hip. “What do you want, baby? We don’t have to-“

“God yes we do,” Andrej moaned, biting his lip with an expression that showed how painfully aroused he was. “Please, want you in me,” he breathed and Travis had to fight a whine at the heat in Andrej’s voice.

Travis crawled to the side of the bed to retrieve a condom and lube, only to turn back and see Andrej had kicked off his briefs and was lying on his side, completely naked, watching Travis hungrily. Travis groaned and rolled on this back, quickly shoving his boxers down his hips. “Fuck, baby, come here,” he said, and Andrej smirked as he moved to straddle Travis, who was still on his back. Travis full on lost the ability to speak as Andrej bit his lip, face the very essence of erotic as he ground down against Travis, producing the most beautiful friction for them both. “Oh shit,” Travis squeaked and Andrej laughed softly.

“Mmmmm, Travie,” he groaned, reaching out to take the lube from Travis. “Let me make it easier for your poor brain,” he said, and Travis’s eyes widened as he squeezed lube onto his own fingers. Travis curled his hands around Andrej’s thighs as he shifted, helping him balance as he reached back behind himself, eyes fluttering and teeth leaving white marks in his bottom lip as he worked a finger into himself. “Oooh, Travie,” he breathed, eyes opening as he took a shaky breath. “Mmmm, God,” he moaned, letting his hair fall down around his face as he opened himself, occasionally locking eyes with Travis as he did so, giving Travis the best show he could’ve ever imagined.

Eventually Andrej grunted, shoving the condom at Travis, who took the hint and opened the package, nearly fumbling in his haste to get the condom on his neglected erection. Andrej seemed to be finished getting himself ready because he took the bottle and stroked Travis’s erection to coat it with lube before shuffling forward, further up Travis’s middle. “You need-“

“I’m good,” Andrej said simply, and Travis watched in amazement as Andrej guided Travis’s erection into place before slowly lowering himself onto him. Travis’s hands dug into Andrej’s hips, groaning as he slowly entered Andrej’s white-hot heat. It was almost torture to move so slowly, but Andrej clearly needed a bit of time to adjust. It wasn’t until he was almost flush that he whimpered. “So- so full,” he gasped and Travis held his hips still, knowing he had to let Andrej go at his own pace. “Just- just give me a second,” he whispered and Travis stroked his hand along Andrej’s thigh, soothing him.

“You okay? If it’s too much-“

“Mmmm, decidedly not,” Andrej said, wiggling slightly as he sat up a bit straighter. “God, it’s just been a while,” he said, leaning forward to rest his hands on Travis’s middle as he lifted up and slid back down, slowly working up a pace. Travis couldn’t help but shift slightly and Andrej let out a strangled gasp, nails biting into Travis’s stomach.

Travis cringed. “You okay-“

Andrej moaned, opening his eyes. Travis immediately understood it hadn’t been a bad gasp at all. Andrej began to move faster, breath hitching with almost every movement. “Ooh, Travie,” he breathed, mouth hanging open as he rode Travis. “God, you’re so big,” he panted and Travis couldn’t help but feel a bit smug that he put the flush on Andrej’s cheeks.

Travis groaned softly as Andrej’s tight heat did wonderful things for him. “God, you’re so beautiful. So fucking pretty. Feel so good,” he babbled slightly, earning a self-satisfied look from Andrej, who was riding him in earnest now.

Travis curled a hand around Andrej’s arousal, grinning when Andrej let out a sharp moan, clearly stuck between thrusting into Travis’s fist or back onto his cock. “Oooh, Travie, so good,” he moaned, falling forward slightly, hands falling to Travis’s chest as he sought a kiss.

The change of position seemed to do something more, however, because Andrej let out a strangled cry, nails digging into Travis’s chest. “Oh God, Travis, right there!” he panted, whining as he tried to fuck himself down onto Travis in the right position.

Travis grinned and shifted to plant his feet, curling one arm around Andrej’s waist while he slid the other hand between their bellies to curl around Andrej. He caught Andrej’s lips as he used the leverage against the bed to thrust up into Andrej, holding him and stroking him in time with his thrusts. Andrej moaned a high, breathy moan into Travis’s mouth, only to break the kiss with a gasp. “Travie, Travis, oh God, Travis!” he whined, tossing his hair back to look down at Travis, noses nearly touching in his hunched position.

Travis groaned, feeling himself getting closer as he watched every flicker of pleasure crossing Andrej’s expressive face. “Fuck, baby, baby,” he growled and Andrej whined, eyes clenching shut as his nails dug into Travis’s chest.

“Yes, yes, right there! Oh God, yes!” Andrej panted, and Travis tried to keep stroking him, but as he felt his orgasm approaching, he couldn’t hold back from grabbing Andrej’s hips and holding him as he fucked up into him hard and fast.

“Fuck, baby, Andrej, so close,” he groaned, only to gasp when Andrej’s nails sank into his chest and Andrej’s body went taught.

“Travis, TravisTravis TRAVIS!” Andrej all but screamed before his voice failed him and his face morphed into an expression so beautiful Travis was almost sure he wasn’t human as he came. Voice stuck in his throat, mouth open in a silent scream, eyes clenched shut, Andrej shuddered over Travis, and he had only gasped for breath after his silent scream when Travis cursed, groaning hoarsely as he came, thrusts jerking to a halt as he finished.

Travis collapsed, chuckling softly when Andrej went boneless on top of him, collapsing so limply that he was like an Andrej-shaped blanket over Travis. “Damn,” Travis groaned hoarsely and Andrej moaned weakly as he turned his head, eyes wide as he looked up from his spot on Travis’s chest. Travis raised a hand and stroked his hair back. “Okay?” he asked and Andrej nodded slowly.

“Jesus Christ, I think I’m dead,” he panted, moaning softly as he rubbed his face into Travis’s chest. “Travis, fuck,” he groaned, and Travis laughed.

“Yep, that about says it,” he said and Andrej managed a weak giggle, still completely relaxed.
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“Baby,” Travis started, heading down the hall with his shirt in his hand, looking down at the scrapes along his chest where Andrej’s nails had got him. “It’s a good thing I’m not the model-“

He stopped at the kitchen door, frowning when he saw Patrick and Matt sitting at the table while Andrej stood by the coffee maker wearing one of Travis’s tee-shirts that stopped just below the curve of his ass and nothing under it. “What, Travie?” he asked, turning back, only to smirk when he saw Travis’s toplessness. “Darling, I’m sorry but your friends are over, not right now,” he said, winking at him.

Travis glared at the two who were at the table (and nearly choking over their coffee) as he walked over to Andrej, untwisting his shirt to pull it on. “I was saying, it’s a good thing I’m not the model,” he said, tugging the shirt over his head only to hold it up over his chest to show Andrej the scratches before pulling it down.

Andrej rolled his eyes. “I’m just hoping whatever I’m wearing in Sao Paulo isn’t hip-baring,” he said pulling his shirt up to show Travis a red mark above his hipbone roughly the size of Travis’s thumb. Travis, however, snatched the shirt back down, giving Andrej an incredulous loo as he nodded at the ones over his shoulder. “What?” Andrej asked, only to roll his eyes when he saw Patrick and Matt nearly falling out of their chairs laughing. “Travis I get naked in a room full of people for a job,” he said, shoving past him. “Flashing my panties to somebody isn’t a big deal! Hell, I don’t mind getting naked for the cameras even. I only get offended when they ask me to do naughty things to myself for their cameras,” he said and Travis narrowed his eyes.

“They better fucking not ask you that,” he said possessively and Andrej giggled.

“Mmmm, so only you can watch me do naughty things to myself?” he asked, sidling up to Travis with a flirty smirk on his face. “Cause you seemed to like- UMM!” he squawked when Travis stole a kiss.

The two at the table finally burst into uproarious laughter and Travis groaned. “Alright, out, you two!” he said, letting go of Andrej to go shoo them. “I’ve got like… maybe two more hours with my boyfriend before he’s gone for two weeks you can fucking wait on whatever you need,” he said, glowering.

“Travis! Don’t be mean to the pretty little redhead!” Andrej defended, going over to sit primly in Patrick’s lap, eliciting bright pink cheeks as he crossed his legs, putting his bare legs right along Patrick’s shirt. He curled an arm around Patrick’s shoulders and petted his head. “You’re my favorite, you’re so small it’s adorable!” he said, pressing a kiss to Patrick’s pink cheek. “You’re so small, any heavier and I’d probably be hurting you just now.”

Travis narrowed his eyes when he saw Patrick lift his hand from his side. “Put that hand on that thigh and I’ll strangle your little ass, Stump,” he threatened and Patrick turned an even brighter red, grabbing the side of the chair instead.

Andrej smirked up at Travis. “Jealous of him touching you boyfriend,” he asked, standing up. He staked over to Travis with a grin. “I heard that, by the way,” he said, sliding his arms around Travis’s waist.

Travis ducked his head shyly. “That’s okay, right?” he asked, and Andrej just nodded, tilting his chin up to kiss Travis sweetly.

“Mmmhmm. I’m fine being somebody’s boyfriend,” he said, bumping their noses together sweetly. “Get rid of the pretty redhead and the other one though. I really do have to leave soon and I’d really like to spend some more time just lying around with you before I leave.”

Travis nodded, pressing a kiss to the side of his head. “I can do that.”