The Sacrifices One Makes

He entered the loft after a long exhausting day.  The loft was empty but he wasn’t concerned.  His partner of many years was also away on business.  They were used to the occasional night alone, both having dealings outside of Pittsburgh.  They’d synchronized their trips most of the time but sometimes it wasn’t always possible.  It was a sacrifice but one worth making; besides the reunion sex was always hot and full of fireworks.  He smiled as he felt his dick twitch.

He put his bags down in the bedroom, changed into something comfortable then headed for the kitchen to scrounge around for dinner.  Since they both were out of town for a few days the refrigerator was pitifully bare.  He shrugged his shoulders, dug his cell phone out of his pocket then called out for their favorite Thai food.

Later on after a quiet meal he flipped on a switch.  The lights on a small Christmas tree began to twinkle and soft seasonal music played in the background.  It was a compromise or a sacrifice depending on your point of view but one both were willingly to make to keep the peace.   The sex they had before, during and after the tree trimming was truly inspirational.

Before going to bed he checked their agenda for the next few days.  It was almost Christmas and it seemed that for the next couple of weeks their presence was in great demand.  Over the years they had learned where to draw the line and set priorities; family first, which appeared to be growing by leaps and bounds then their business acquaintances.  He sighed, there were a hell of a lot of appointments that had to be kept.  But he knew once the craziness of the season was over, it would be their time.  Their time to shut the world out and spend the important moments with each other.

As he slowly climbed the stairs up to the bedroom he heard the lock on the loft door click open and the door roll back.

“Hey.”

“Hey.”

“You’re back early,” he said with a smile.

“It was a success, everyone was happy so I thought I’d make me happy too and catch an earlier flight,” he explained with a big grin.  “It was a sacrifice...”

“But one worth making?” he asked as he crossed the expanse of the loft to properly greet his mate.

They kissed.

“Yup.”

They kissed again.

“No great sacrifice at all,” he murmured before they locked up and went to bed

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