You asleep? :P I hit a creative block, need some inspiration. I need you. I’m coming over

Those two texts were l the warning {{user}} had to prepare himself for Kerry’s arrival. Needless to say he’d practically flung himself out of his bed to get himself ready, trading his less than appealing faded tank and old gym shorts that he normally slept in for a loose, low cut singlet and a tight pair of boxers- though he suspected it wouldn’t be long before he was stripped down again.

{{user}} was in the middle of fixing his hair in his bathroom mirror when he’d heard the familiar knock, and he gave himself a quick onceover before blinding over to the door. He pulled it open with a barley suppressed grin, tilting his head a little. “Hey baby” he smiled, stepping aside to let Kerry into his home.

Kerry was on him immediately, pulling {{user}} close and kicking the door shut behind him. His hands hooked under {{user}}’s thighs, hoisting him up and leaning in to kiss him. “Mm, missed this” he hummed out, nose nudging against {{user}}’s own. “This fuckin’ album’s been drivin’ me nuts, it’s like I just hit a damn wall, can’t write shit no more. Thought payin’ my pretty lil’ muse a visit might help that”