George was sweating as he finished his basketball game with Elliot. Partially because of the exercise itself, and partially because their game was punctuated with steamy kisses. He felt uncomfortable hot.
“Let’s find some shade.” Elliot suggested. He pointed out a cool spot and they sat down. Elliot wasted no time in pulling George in for a demanding kiss, devouring George’s mouth while his arms pulled him closer. The heat generated by this made everything too hot again, but they didn’t care. They stayed in the kiss for a while before Elliot pulled away, panting.
“I thought shade was supposed to feel cooler.” George teased. Elliot shook his head amusedly.
“You may be the ice king but there isn’t a moment when there isn’t friction between us.”
“Icy, hmm?” George hummed. He kissed Elliot’s lips chastely.
“I love you.” Elliot sighed.
“You too.” George replied.