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Matt lets out a slightly strained breath and he gives Nate a playful tap on his behind.

"Careful," he says, a touch breathy, "you're going to get me going again." He's not sure what it is, but it's probably more the talk of having him in his mouth than his fingers. Still, he can't really deny that it was... interesting, when Nate did that before.

"Can't be all bad, right? I mean you seem to enjoy it."

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"What are you? 16?" He laughs, finding it a little unbelievable that Matt could be ready to go quite that fast. They aren't old by any means but Nate still needs some recovery time.

"There will be time for that later. Maybe after we get some food in us." There's still all that dinner over there.

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"You cheeky fucker," Matt laughs, clearly not that bothered by the comment.

"Don't worry, your arse is safe, even I can't get hard again that quickly." He leans up and gives him a brief kiss before tapping a hand against his leg.

"Right you. Let's get cleaned up. Cold pasta it is. I'm thinking we should start sticking to salads, dunno about you." It's a joke, but there's more than a little truth in it. "I'm fucking ravenous now."

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Slowly, carefully, Nate gets up from Matt's lap and heads for the bathroom to clean up.

"Have to wonder just how much my neighbors can hear. We aren't exactly quiet, are we?" He doesn't mind, but it's pretty funny to think about.

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"They're probably used to it," there's a slight edge to that tone, something that's almost jealousy, even if not quite. After all Matt hasn't forgotten about the fact Nate was in a relationship until he came back on the scene.

He sits there for a moment and then pushes himself up. He considers cleaning up in the kitchen but he tried to do that the other day and Nate seemed less than pleased. So he follows after him to the bathroom and reaches for a towel to damp and wipe himself down.

"And anyway. It's better than the radio. Radio porn. I know which I'd prefer."

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Nate chooses not to say anything in response to that, even though he hears the jealous edge there. Matt's going to have his hang ups about Nate's previous partners, which is fine. But he's not going to justify it with a response when he was the one on the other side of the wall, hearing Matt go at it with all sorts of girls for all those years.

"Not everyone is quite as hyper sexual as you, love. Not that I mind. Or like I want to be any quieter. Just have to wonder what they're thinking when I see them some mornings."

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"I do think about things other than sex, you know. And yes they are anyway. They just don't admit it. Only difference is I'm honest. Even the quiet people tug one out behind closed doors."

Matt's just... making up for lost time.

"And anyway you're one to talk. Who woke up with who's cock in who's mouth this morning?! Oh and if you bump into them you can tell them they're welcome."

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He glances away, smiling sheepishly as he continues to wipe himself off.

"Not my fault you're so fun to wake up like that." Okay, so Matt has a point. They're both insatiable when it comes to one another.

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Oh but that smile. Fucking melts his heart. How does he do it? Matt looks over and God he can't wipe the grin off his face. He steps over to him, moving up behind him and wrapping both arms around him. He presses a small kiss to his shoulder.

"I meant what I said about tinge Sir thing by the way," he says, almost a mumble. "I'm getting promoted."

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Nate's hand reaches up to rest on Matt's arm, looking at him in the mirror in front of the both of them.

"Yeah? That's great, Matt! I mean- it is, isn't it? I don't know how secret agent promotions work."

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"Yeah I mean I think it is. Might mean I'm away a bit more, I dunno."

He looks at him in their reflection, pressing another kiss to his shoulder.

"The guy I was working with was on about where I should go. There's like different groups. The geeks, the guys with magic, the fighters, the talkers, that sort of thing."

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"Like different departments?" His hand moves, fingers running along his arm. "So where are you ending up?"

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He drops his head down a little, giving Nate a slightly tighter squeeze.

"The fighters. I think. Not sure how great an idea it is though." His eyes lift, back to the reaction. If anybody is the person to talk to about this, its him.

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"Makes sense with all the working out you've been doing, I guess. Not that I'm thrilled to imagine you out on the front lines. If they even have front lines. Fuck if I know how any of it actually works." He studies Matt's face in the mirror.

"You happy there? Working with them? You don't have to, you know. You could just come move in here. For good, I mean. I make enough on my own for this place. Could start playing piano again."

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Matt doesn't answer at first, thoughtful instead, and a slight frown on his face.

"What just get my old life back?" There's something in his voice, some sort of disbelief. He thinks that would be cheating. He doesn't really deserve all of that. The life he could have had, the life he maybe wanted for a while. But he doesn't really know what he wants, apart from the man in his arms right now.

"They took me on," he says softly. "Took me in. Didn't have to. And they're good people. I think I could do good with them. Make up for some of my fuck ups. And I've got a lot to make up for."

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"It's dangerous, though, isn't it?" He looks nervous, maybe a little upset. "The stuff they do. The stuff you do. Could end up getting you killed, yeah?"

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He doesn't really want to answer that, because the answer isn't a nice one, and isn't what he knows Nate would want to hear. But he doesn't want to lie to him.

"Yeah. Yeah it could. It's dangerous sometimes, yeah, but I could get hit by a bus tomorrow too you know? And I mean we've got people that try and help, like even if that did happen... Which it on't. Babe. It won't."

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"You can't know that it won't. And yeah- you could get hit by a bus but you're also not...running out in front of buses. So it's not quite the same." He's not trying to argue. He's just worried about it, about him.

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"I'm not trying to get myself killed, babe," he tells him softly. "I'm not going anywhere. Not if I've got anything to do with it."

He just holds him for a moment, giving him another small squeeze.

"And I was thinking I would, you know. Start with the piano again. If we can get another one at work that is."

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Nate's quiet for a moment, looking at Matt in the mirror before he takes his hand and kisses the back of it, threading their fingers and unwinding the two of them from that embrace.

"I've got a surprise for you." He tugs him out into the bedroom, releasing his hand once they get there and moving to his closet where he pulls out a large box wrapped up for Christmas.

"It's early, yeah, but..." He lays it on his bed and gestures for Matt to open it. Inside is a keyboard, same style as the one he had when they first met.

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"A surprise?" Matt does like a surprise, and his eyes light up like a kid on his birthday. He's easily led with him, and raises his brow a bit as they move into the bedroom.

"The surprise isn't your cock in my backside is it?" he asks, 90% joking. Maybe 85%. Still, it's clear Nate is heading for something else, and Matt steps over with curiosity at the box he sets down. It's a fairly obvious shape, but Matt doesn't want to presume anything.

He looks at it a second before up to Nate, questioning before he heads over to the bed and perches on the edge.

"Nate you didn't..." he starts as he tugs away on the edge of the paper. He doesn't have to pull very far before his suspicions are confirmed.

"No way." The paper starts to get ripped back with more urgency, and he holds the box over his lap.

"Nate this is-- I mean-- This is amazing. Seriously. Fucking amazing."

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He watches Matt open it, nervously excited as he sees recognition wash over the other man's face. He did his best to keep this secret, to search online for one that was just like the one he had known so well when they were living together before.

"I thought it could stay here maybe. So you can play a bit while you're here."

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Matt rarely gets choked up, but he is now. His hand smooths over the keyboard box. It's just like the one he used to have, and he knows how tough these things are to find now. Not cheap either.

"Yeah... Jesus. Yeah. Nate I can't believe you did this."

He turns his head and looks back up to him. "Thank you, babe. Seriously. Thank you. This-- well it means a lot."

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Nate gives a little shrug and steps forward, leaning down to kiss him softly.

"Would do anything for you." He gives him a little smile and trails his fingertips along Matt's jaw. "And it's like a gift for me. Get to hear you play whenever I want."

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Matt's eyes close for a second as he returns the kiss, looking up towards him with an unhindered smile.

"Oh that's what it's all about is it? Well you know I might be a bit rusty, but I'm sure for you I can give it a go. Anything you like, whenever you like. Hey maybe I should go and set it up. Anywhere you want me to put it?"