Quatre flopped down on his bed, dressed for bed in a pair of baby blue pajama bottoms, though he wasn't planning on sleeping anytime soon. Not with Trowa coming over. It had been too long since his lover had been in his bed, or him in Trowa's. And hearing that Trowa was giving free shows and coming over to give him one? Well, that was a bit exciting, wasn't it?

He smiled at the image of Trowa stripping down because someone said they wanted to see him naked. Trowa was a handsome man, with very nice body, anyone who liked men would want to see him naked. He was a little jealous that he wasn't there to witness it, and wondered how much the former Heavyarms pilot had to drink.

Ah well, he couldn't be everywhere, not when he had a company to run.

He stretched out, letting out a soft grunt as various joints popped. Everything was set. Trowa had free rein of the house, so no one would stop him from just walking up to Quatre's room and joining him.

The door opened, and Quatre propped himself on his elbows and smiled. "Hey sweetheart," he said when he saw his lover in the doorway.