Milo has just graduated from vet school and moved in with Xavi. He thought he had put aside his attraction for him, but he couldn't have been more wrong. Xavier was sad when Milo grew up and no longer asked for their cuddles. But now that Milo has come to live with him, can they rekindle what they lost?

XAVI… Taking care of Milo is who I am . . . Who we are. It feels so natural to put him into my lap, where he belongs, to feed him, make him smile, and receive his kisses as a reward. Until his tongue slips between my lips and makes me question . . . Is this just the heat of the moment or could it be that I'm not the only one craving for more?

MILO... When I see Xavier after such a long time, everything comes rushing back. The kisses, the way he used to hold me and feed me. I was safe and happy in his arms. His. Now that I'm on his lap again, I finally feel whole. When I knock on his door and ask, "Can I sleep with you?" he doesn't reject me. But the way he wraps our bodies together doesn't seem as innocent as before. Maybe what I'm feeling isn't one-sided after all?