"Into the Night"

As they settled in for the night, wrapped in each other's arms, Nick couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation. They had decided on a lazy Sunday, and now that the movie was over, they both knew that it was time to get some rest. But as they made their way to the bedroom, Nick couldn't help but feel a spark of electricity in the air. Max helped Nick into his pajamas, and then slipped into his own, his eyes never leaving Nick's face. The room was dimly lit, with only a soft lamp casting a warm glow over the space. Nick felt his heart racing as Max climbed into bed beside him, their bodies fitting together like two pieces of a puzzle. As they snuggled under the blankets, Max's hand began to wander, tracing gentle patterns on Nick's skin. Nick's eyes fluttered closed, and he let out a soft sigh, his body relaxing into Max's touch. Max leaned in, his lips brushing against Nick's ear, sending shivers down his spine. "Goodnight, beautiful," Max whispered, his breath hot against Nick's skin. Nick's eyes snapped open, and he turned to face Max, their lips meeting in a soft, gentle kiss. The room seemed to melt away, leaving only the two of them, lost in the moment. As they kissed, Nick's body began to respond, his heart pounding in his chest. Max's hands roamed, exploring every inch of Nick's skin, sending sparks of pleasure through his body. Nick's hands wandered too, tracing the lines of Max's face, memorizing every detail. The kisses deepened, becoming more urgent, more passionate. Nick felt himself getting lost in the moment, his body responding to Max's every touch. They made love, their bodies moving in perfect sync, their hearts beating as one. As they finally drifted off to sleep, Nick knew that he was exactly where he was meant to be. He was home, in Max's arms, and nothing could ever make him feel more safe, more loved.