Everyone's Man – 12

 

"You're late, and you look like you're about to fall on your face. Rough night?"

 

Marc nodded as he closed the apartment door and gave Bill the obligatory kiss.

 

"Rough, and then after my shift was over, I spent some time with a man who'd been raped, trying to let him know someone actually gave a damn about what had happened to him."

 

"Whoa, love. I bet that was rough." Bill hugged him hard. "Come on, I'll help you get undressed and into bed before I leave."

 

Marc realized at that point that his lover was dressed for work. "I'm that late? I'm sorry."

 

Bill shrugged. "I know what your hours are like. I'm used to it. But your residency will be over soon and then you can open your practice and live like a normal human being."

 

As he headed to the bedroom Marc winced at Bill's words. He'd been putting off telling him that he'd changed his mind about that. That wouldn't be an option for much longer. He just didn't relish the idea of breaking the news that he was going to stay in the ER. He knew Bill would blow a fuse, to put it mildly. His lover had things all planned out. Marc would open his own practice and then there would be a lot more money, enough for them to buy the house Bill envisioned in the suburbs, with all the bells and whistles.

 

That used to be Marc's dream as well, back at the beginning, until he'd realized how much good he was doing where he was. He hadn't been lying to Colin when he'd told him he was a doctor because he cared, and in the ER he could put that into practice on a daily basis.

 

As if sensing something was bothering his partner, Bill paused at the bedroom door rather than following Marc in. "Care to share?"

 

Marc grinned, stripping slowly, ignoring what he knew the question really meant. "I'd love to, but you're heading to work." He sauntered towards Bill, stroking himself as he did. After all their time together, he knew his lover well enough to know there was no danger Bill would respond to the offer. Work came first because that's where the money was.

 

Bill sighed, pulling Marc into an embrace. "Tonight, before you leave, I'll take you up on this." He slid his hand between them, pumping Marc's hard cock for a moment as he kissed him.

 

Marc groaned, pulling away. He'd asked for it, now he'd have to deal with it, but not until he was alone. He swatted Bill's ass lightly. "Off with you."

 

With a chuckle and a wiggle of his ass, Bill did as ordered. Seconds later, Marc was in bed, too tired to even jack off before falling asleep.