#!tracypara

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To the Nines || Trace & Holden

Tracy was more than a little excited for the evening.  Holden had told him to make sure he dressed nicely, and Trace took that and ran with it.  He assessed his appearance one more time before he left for Holden’s. The black dress set off his skin, and the heeled boots were...well, they were sexy as hell. And though they were ‘going slow’ Tracy couldn’t help himself. Satisfied with his appearance he headed to his boyfriend’s. 

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A Quiet Night In || Tracy & Holden

Holden stepped forward and pressed a kiss to Tracy’s forehead.  “Don’t worry about it–we were planning on staying in tonight anyway.  Why don’t you use my shower while I order dinner?  You can borrow some PJs or something while we dry your clothes.”  It was going to be tough to be a gentleman with his significant other in his shower and wearing his clothes, but he really wanted to do things right with this one.

Tracy smiled, grateful for the acceptance of his current bedraggled state.  “Thank you, a shower sounds amazing right about now.” Not as amazing as being warmed another way, but he would take what he could get. He shivered, peeling off his jacket at least before kissing Holden’s cheek. 

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Can’t Reach || Tracy & Holden

Tracy cursed under his breath. He should have worn his five inch heels instead of sneakers. Then maybe he would be able to reach the book he was attempting to get from the top shelf of a rather rickety bookshelf.  He loved this store, but they really should have invested in a bit sturdier shelves. Cursing again, he settled back on his feet from his tip-toes with a frown.