"Well, it's like my mother always said, You spend all day slaving over a hot stove, the least your man can do is the dishes."

"You're my 'man' now?" he teased, "First I get a boyfriend and then a Man, looks like I'm luckier than I thought."

"No, i'm the lucky one." Lewis replied, pulling Chris into a passionate kiss.

The blonde kissed back, embracing Lewis sweetly. "I guess we're both a little lucky" he murmured, giving his partner an innocent look when their lips broke apart.

"We sure are" Replied Lewis, removing his shirt.

Chris chuckled, "Lewis, as good as you look without a shirt on... do you really think the kitchen is an appropriate place to not wear one?" he asked, trying to hold back more laughter.

"I can think of worse places not to have a shirt..." Lewis said. but he begrudgingly put it back on.

Chris stopped his shyly, "It's... it's okay" he blushed, "Just give a minute" and in that amount of time, managed to bring the kitchen to a semi-clean state. Taking his boyfriend's arm, he led him into the connecting living room.

as soon as they were in the living room, Lewis once again began kissing Chris and removing his shirt.

Shivering as the air touched his now bare torso, he pressed himself against Lewis for warmth, kissing back lovingly.