A few days later, Blake came running to the sound of Felix screaming in alarm. He found his boyfriend at his computer, clapping his hands excitedly.
“He’s coming here!” Felix exclaimed. “Rami is coming here!”
“Woah, wait, why?”
Felix could hardly contain himself. “His younger brother won tickets to the latest Marvel movie premiere over in L.A. in two months, and he says if I want he’ll ask for a few extra days off work and come visit!” He grinned like a kid on Christmas who found out all the gifts under the tree were his.
Blake rolled his eyes and chuckled. “And what will you two do when he comes to visit?”
“Uh…” Felix’s smile faded. He ran his fingers nervously around the edge of his laptop. “Um, Blake, you know how when you’re out shopping and you see a big delicious cake sitting in the bakery, and you really really want to try some even though you’re going right home to make dinner? Like, you don’t even know if it’s good cake, but it looks good and you just wanna devour it because—”
“You want to have s*x with Rami.”
Felix stared, an apologetic blush fading into his cheeks. “I—I mean—”
“Felix, honey, it’s okay.” Blake sat down next to his embarrassed boyfriend. “I’ve been trying to tell you to go out and have s*x for yourself. I understand you get tired of f*****g at work, but if there’s someone you really like and are really attracted to, I say go for it.”
Felix looked down in shame. “This has nothing to do with you,” he said. “You know that, right?”
“Of course I do. I know how much you love me. I also know that for some people, having s*x that’s more intimate is important. I’ve tried to give that to you, and it almost worked, except you didn’t want to push me into doing something against my nature.” Blake gestured at the computer. “Here you have an attractive young man who is a huge fan of yours that’ll be in town long enough for a sexy rendezvous. He lives two states away, so I’m not expecting you to sneak out of the house every night. It’s like you’re an undersexed housewife who wants to f**k the pool boy.”
“No it isn’t,” Felix said with a pout.
Blake raised a sarcastic eyebrow. “Really? You’re in a relationship with an asexual man. Rami literally installs pools and hot tubs for a living. You’re undersexed and you want to f**k the pool boy.”
“I’m far from undersexed.” Felix pouted harder. “And I’m not a housewife,” he grumbled.
“No. I don’t think either of us is home enough to be considered a house-spouse. We don’t even have a pool.” Blake paused. “Think we could get Rami to bring us one?”
That made Felix smile again. “I think I’d rather have a hot tub.”
“Oooh, yeah, and we could invite everyone from Wild Card over for hot tub parties.” Blake’s eyes lit up. “We could film hot tub s*x scenes here!”
Felix laughed. “I don’t think anyone else in our apartment complex would tolerate that.”
Blake slumped his shoulders. “Aww, but I want hot tub parties…”
“We have so many friends with hot tubs. That is like, the number one luxury item that most of the people we know have, except for maybe all the actresses who have closets dedicated to their purse collections.” Felix stared into space. “Why do they even have all those purses?” he asked in a mystified whisper.
“I don’t even know,” Blake replied just as quietly. At normal volume, he said, “So you’re sure Rami can’t bring us a hot tub?”
Felix’s shoulders heaved in a sigh. “You’d really be okay if he and I, y’know, fooled around while he’s here?”
Blake gave Felix a hug. “Honey, I watch you f**k men and women on a regular basis.”
“But that’s for work. I don’t want you to think that I don’t love you anymore.”
“Is that an issue?”
Felix nuzzled his head against Blake. “Of course not, but that’s how it looks.”
Blake shrugged. “Or it looks like you’re missing one thing in your otherwise perfect relationship, and your adoring partner is giving you a free ride to ride someone else until you’re happy.”
They sat snuggled against each other while Blake waited for Felix’s reply. Instead of speaking, Felix pressed himself harder against Blake. Blake stroked his hair comfortingly. The fact that Felix wasn’t arguing anymore was an answer in itself. He was definitely considering Blake’s offer. That gave Blake an idea.
“If you have s*x with Rami and like it, I’ll agree to be the godfather for Travis’s and Julie’s baby.”
That did the trick. “Really?” Felix narrowed his eyes. “Wait, didn’t I convince you to do that already?”
“Depends. Did I convince you to have s*x with a guy you like so you can be fulfilled and happy?”
Felix sighed in exasperation. “I am happy with you.”
“Good. Then make me happy and trust me on this.”
After an intense stare-down, Felix said, “Y’know, you might be one of the first boyfriends in history to actively demand that his partner f**k someone else.”
“Not many other boyfriends in history were asexual.”
Felix wrapped his arms around Blake again. “That’s because you’re one of a kind, and you’re aaall mine.” He paused for a moment. “I’ll think about it, okay?”
“Okay.” Blake kissed Felix sweetly. “And remember that whatever you choose, I’ll still be yours.” Then he clapped Felix on the back. “Now come on. You may not want to f**k Rami, but we’ve got about an hour until Emmet will want you f*****g two other people for an entire afternoon, so finish getting ready and we’ll talk about this later.”