The moments after he comes are always some of the most blissful because when the environment allows for it, they're often able to simply lie together in a hot, heavy silence with Joel still inside him as they smile lovingly at each other, both trying to catch their breaths. It's a bit more difficult to stay that way here, on the unsteady floor of a bouncy castle, but even when Joel slips out of him--an action that is followed accordingly by distressed moans sounding from deep within both their throats--Spencer can't imagine that they could have spent this day any better.
All he could have asked for is already right beside him. Joel could have done absolutely nothing today, and Spencer still would have been happy to know that at least his birthday would be spent with someone he loves so wholly; but his husband has always gone above and beyond for him, and Spencer knows he always will. It's a strange thing, to know that he is someone's priority, a first choice, because he's certainly never been that for anybody outside of his family before. He lets that just sink in for a bit, the knowledge that there is one person in this world who would do absolutely anything for him, and he has to swallow hard to hold back the choked sob that threatens to burst from his throat because there's no better feeling that he's found yet.
He is loved, and he knows it. No games, no guessing, Spencer is loved and never could there be a doubt.
"I've been happy for two hundred and ninety-seven days," he answers, pressing a kiss to Joel's shoulder as he rests a hand on his chest, fingers brushing gently through the hair beneath them, and lets out a content sigh. There'd admittedly been some bumps on the road to that happiness, but Spencer's life had changed for the better the day he'd met Joel. They remind each other of that often, how different they are because of each other without either of them asking for change, but it's something worth remembering regularly. It's something worth saying out loud when they can because acknowledging that only reinforces how right they are for each other. Not a moment goes by that Spencer doesn't understand how lucky he is to have this man in his life, someone who wants him beyond the physicality of their relationship.
Joel doesn't just go through the motions when they're together, he doesn't smile and nod for the sake of smiling and nodding when Spencer speaks. He's a good man to all who deserve it but where some might find Spencer too stand-offish or too quiet or too awkward, Joel has always known exactly how to treat him--like someone worthy of his time and effort. That had made all the difference, realizing that Joel's interest in him hadn't been fleeting, and Spencer hadn't had any experience with relationships before but perhaps that had made it that much easier to figure out that this would always be the real thing. Spencer isn't the type to fall easily in love, or even fall in love at all, but it had happened with Joel and for good reason. They're perfect for each other, made for each other, as silly of a romantic notion as that may be. At this point, Spencer can really just accept it as truth.
He's still a bit breathless as he nudges his nose against Joel's neck with a grin. "Are you going to sing me happy birthday?" he asks, huffing a short, amused laugh at the thought of his husband doing just that with just the two of them here, panting and still recovering from their orgasms in the heat of the castle. "Or do I have to wait until cake time? Because so help me god, I'm getting my song either way."
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All he could have asked for is already right beside him. Joel could have done absolutely nothing today, and Spencer still would have been happy to know that at least his birthday would be spent with someone he loves so wholly; but his husband has always gone above and beyond for him, and Spencer knows he always will. It's a strange thing, to know that he is someone's priority, a first choice, because he's certainly never been that for anybody outside of his family before. He lets that just sink in for a bit, the knowledge that there is one person in this world who would do absolutely anything for him, and he has to swallow hard to hold back the choked sob that threatens to burst from his throat because there's no better feeling that he's found yet.
He is loved, and he knows it. No games, no guessing, Spencer is loved and never could there be a doubt.
"I've been happy for two hundred and ninety-seven days," he answers, pressing a kiss to Joel's shoulder as he rests a hand on his chest, fingers brushing gently through the hair beneath them, and lets out a content sigh. There'd admittedly been some bumps on the road to that happiness, but Spencer's life had changed for the better the day he'd met Joel. They remind each other of that often, how different they are because of each other without either of them asking for change, but it's something worth remembering regularly. It's something worth saying out loud when they can because acknowledging that only reinforces how right they are for each other. Not a moment goes by that Spencer doesn't understand how lucky he is to have this man in his life, someone who wants him beyond the physicality of their relationship.
Joel doesn't just go through the motions when they're together, he doesn't smile and nod for the sake of smiling and nodding when Spencer speaks. He's a good man to all who deserve it but where some might find Spencer too stand-offish or too quiet or too awkward, Joel has always known exactly how to treat him--like someone worthy of his time and effort. That had made all the difference, realizing that Joel's interest in him hadn't been fleeting, and Spencer hadn't had any experience with relationships before but perhaps that had made it that much easier to figure out that this would always be the real thing. Spencer isn't the type to fall easily in love, or even fall in love at all, but it had happened with Joel and for good reason. They're perfect for each other, made for each other, as silly of a romantic notion as that may be. At this point, Spencer can really just accept it as truth.
He's still a bit breathless as he nudges his nose against Joel's neck with a grin. "Are you going to sing me happy birthday?" he asks, huffing a short, amused laugh at the thought of his husband doing just that with just the two of them here, panting and still recovering from their orgasms in the heat of the castle. "Or do I have to wait until cake time? Because so help me god, I'm getting my song either way."