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Matt looked up from the thing he had been working on.
“ sure techie you can ask me anything. You know that.”

“I- mmph!” Techie had been about to claim Matt for himself, too, when his boyfriend -BOYFRIEND!- leaned close and stole another kiss. This was probably the only time in history that a person was very enthusiastic about getting robbed.

He pressed himself flush against Matt’s broad chest and nipped at his sexy-soft lips, lost in a torrent of glee and love. Then, Techie trailed his kisses a little lower to the curve of Matt’s jaw.

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Matt blinked as he slowly woke up. There was someone in bed with him that he could feel. It freaked him out slightly at first until his eyes landed upon the familiar mop of red hair on the pillow next to him. Techie hadn’t been there when he went to sleep but It wasn’t in common for either of them to climb into the others bed in the middle of the night. It was one of the reasons why they had given each other their access codes. Matt laid on his side smiling at the man laying next to him. It was hard sometimes being this close to him and not being able to do what he wanted.

It was a second before he felt an odd feeling around his finger. It confused him as he never wore any jewelry it did mix well with his job. His eyes widened a bit as he saw the golden band wrapped around his ring finger. He knew just what that meant but when did he get married he certainly didn’t do it in his sleep and to whom was he married. At that moment the gong we flung his arm around Matt’s side causing the technician to flush. His face flushed more eyes widening as he saw the same golden band wrapped around techies ring finger. He sat bolt up in bed when he realized that it was techie to whom he was apparently married. This must have been a joke because when did he he get married to him. Not that he didn’t want to but he would have liked to remember doing it.

“ what the Kriff happened last night?!?”

Techie made a soft hum and stretched out leisurely, sitting up. “Sex. You know, the usual,” he smiles wickedly, before cuddling up against Matt’s side, big blue eyes staring adoringly up at his husband. He’s wearing nothing more than tiny silk briefs (perilously thin), a love bite proudly on his neck, and a grin.

“Good m-morning, Mattie.”

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Matt stiffened when he felt techies hand run up his thigh. His eyes locked on techies before he let out a soft gasp as he felt the hand continue to run up his shirt. Still? He’d been tapping his foot because that’s what he did when he was bored or nervous. He didn’t know why that had warranted touching him in such a way.
“ sorry was that bothering you?”

There was something faraway about the look in Techie’s eyes. As though he wasn’t totally there, with his head in the clouds instead of securely in the room with them. His pupils didn’t focus quite right, either; instead floating across Matt’s face without any real purpose. He looked vaguely ill.

“Matt. I’m having a. P-Panic. It’s,” Techie wheezed, feeling short on air and chest so tight his heartbeat felt like it would break through his stretched skin. His hands moved on their own accord, trying to grasp Matt for dear life while he was so out of it he didn’t even know what the hell he was touching.

That would explain the groping, then.