"Babe! Come here quickly!" Ignis shouted from Way's living room, as he watched the local news which he had been following day and night for 2 weeks, since he supplied the information to Hannah.
"What? Can't a man pee in peace" Way shouted back.
"Get that perfect ass here, NOW!" Ignis said, his voice full of glee. He got off the couch and whopped.
"Why are you jumping around with only that on, and you call me a Horny Gringo?" Way smiled as he walked in the room watching Ignis punching the air and jumping in his white CK... his dick bouncing with him.
The only thing better for Way than seeing Ignis wear sexy underwear was seeing him wear his underwear, which was loose and sat low on his sexy honey coloured hairless hips.
Ignis came and wrapped his arm around Way's neck, making him bend due to their height difference and smooched his cheek, laughing with joy and then pulled him with his hand and made him stand in front of the TV running the news.
Organised Crime Group Responsible For Multiple Blackmailing And Kidnapping Racket Busted.
The text kept crawling on the bottom of the screen with weather and stock numbers and a live feed running on whatever was left of the screen after advert banners.
"See that guy, he is my friend, we work together all the time. I asked Hannah to connect with him. That fucker is going to get promoted for this. He owes me one now!" Ignis smiled looking at the very attractive Stefano Bianchi, the name displayed on the screen, when he was intercepted by reporters.
Way looked at him with an instant pang of jealousy, he was as good looking as an Italian man can get and which meant extremely good looking. 'How the fuck does Ignis know so many good looking men? Are they like in a support group ... Adonis Anonymous?' Way wondered.
"I owe it to my special friend who helped us find these people." Stefano finished his statement and looked at the camera with grey eyes, almost white with the bright light, like he was looking at Ignis, who smiled back at the TV, making Way feel ugly and pale.
"Should I be worried?" He came and hugged Ignis from behind, placing his chin on his shoulder.
"No! This is good ... now next is your case which will be taken back with an apology and damage money." Ignis continued looking at the TV but placed his hand on Way's cheek and gave his a peck on his cheek.
"I mean that is one hunk and he is looking at you through the tele." Way hugged him tighter.
"Ya you should be worried when we meet his wife and two kids, you shall be judged." Ignis turned around and kissed Way. "You know how weird it is that you feel that I will get someone better than you... I never took you as someone who will sell himself short." He snaked his arms around Way and started swaying as if they were slow dancing.
"Because you are something else ... extraordinary... I know people are waiting for me to screw it up with you and they will scoop in." Way started now swaying with Ignis in this impromptu slow dance without music.
"Let them wait! This one has been taken." He kissed Way as he pushed his hands under Ignis underwear and squeezed his butts.
"Hmm! You want to share the shower with me?" Way offered.
"Only if you do dirty things with me in there." Ignis pivoted Way and led him to the dance.
***
Way had started working for almost 4 weeks as the case was disqualified but the compensation conversation was in progress with Lewenberg Corporation lwgal team and Mr. Davis and Bru.
Way was happier than ever, he was doing his dream job and dating his dream man and living his dream life with Ignis in his apartment. He left at early hours in the morning and came back at odd hours, smelling of hospital but content and horny into Ignis's willing arms.
Whenever Ignis worked late, he always found Way waiting for him working on his cases, wearing his tread bare home clothes.
There were times when they just went for each other at the door with a day of pent up energy and times when all they did was lay with each other and talked about everything and nothing.
They argued, laughed, discussed, gossiped, went for runs, worked out together and made love, without any effort or timetable, he was living days of sheer bliss and content.
One night, Way came back early and Ignis had just come back after dropping some documents. Way walked in, his gait slow and his shoulders hunched, Ignis knew something was wrong immediately. He walked up to him, intercepting his path and Way looked up, his eyes sad. Ignis hugged him and Way laid his head on his shoulders, "He was a 3 year old child, Babes! Everyone kept telling me I shouldn't take it to heart and so did the grief counsellor at the hospital but I am not able to get the image of his mother off my mind." He hugged Ignis tighter to him, at that moment he was still a 29 year old guy who was doing a much older person's job. "Then don't, Doc! Don't stop feeling bad! We will deal with it, both of us and we will get support from professionals but we don't have to be impersonal because it's a job." That night Ignis held Way in his arms at night as he slept like a child, that night Ignis realised that this intimacy was better than sex... not better but close.
Way had started scheduling himself with another Neurosurgeon that was appointed in his absence, so that he took days off whenever Ignis was home. It was just a start of life together but the schedule seems to be working for them.
****
Everything was well orchestrated for this meet by Ignis, the clothes, sitting arrangements and food in the cafe at the business centre, meticulously planned.
He wanted them to be dressed in a way that they should neither look like gold diggers trying to make money off the issue nor someone who will be happy with a low compensation.
He got Mr. Davis dressed in a window checker suit rather than a boring blue or black lawyer suit. He had to forage through Bru's closet for him to represent a rich family accountant.
For his man, he bought him a suit. The shopping experience was extraordinary because all the shops thought they were buying their wedding suits.
In the last shop, Way called Ignis in the changing room. He was wearing a black silk underwear which was a first for him as he was white cotton CK trunk guy. He looked like God to Ignis in the underwear and black socks with garters, the blue self-design jute silk suit on the hanger. He held Ignis tightly and put his head on his shoulder, "I am tired Babes! I want to go home and have sex with you. Have dinner and watch an action movie." Ignis combed his hair with his fingers and kissed his neck, "This is the last one, I promise or you can wear your graduation suit."
"Kiss me!" Way shut his eyes and presented his puckered lips, which Ignis was happy to comply with.
The blushing and slightly embarrassed Sales Rep was waiting for them outside when Ignis walked out of the changing room, "We have a matching suit for you, it's a bit bigger but if you guys like it we can arrange and deliver it to order." He offered.
"Let's see if he likes it and then we can decide on my suit." Ignis was now tired of explaining and just went with it. "I look good in everything." He joked and high fived the rep.
When Way walked out wearing the blue suit rubbing his hands on his thighs looking nervous for some reason, it took Ignis' breath away.
"I think this is the one, Sir! I am not just saying this to sell you the suit, this is really looking good on you." The sales rep beamed at Way with genuine enthusiasm, for him it's only so many times two models walk in to buy their wedding suits. "I think you should try the matching one." He said but not looking at Ignis as his eyes were fixed on Way. He may not be gay but beauty is to be appreciated.
"Babes?" Way asked Ignis nervously.
"Te ves tan hermoso!" Ignis let his breath out and went to Way and started to brush invisible lent from his suit. " You look beautiful!"
"El realmente lo hace!" The sales rep smiled and bowed to Ignis, who returned the smile with his own toothy big smile. " He really does!"
***
That suit was now waiting in Bru's office as Way was already 30 mins late and wasn't responding to calls and texts.
There was a knock on the door and 8 black suits with pants and skirts walked in like a brace of ducks.
Bru went an extra mile to make a particular cute African American paralegal comfortable and they chatted like old friends.
Ignis took him aside," Really Dude! One of the paralegals?"
"She happens to be very intelligent and nice and we have gone out a couple of times in the ten weeks we have been communicating with this team." Bru confessed, smiling like a child.
