Sleeping Beauty Gets Released

[pete_cavanaugh]

The surgeon's optimism about Tir's recovery was proven to be warranted when Tir was released from the hospital exactly a week after he'd been admitted. Amidst a crowd of nurses who had gathered to say goodbye to their favorite patient, Peter happily wheeled his lover out to a waiting car that Moragainne had sent to pick them up and take them to her home. The generous offer to have Tir and Peter stay with her would have been impossible to refuse. Peter knew that Tir would feel more relaxed in the warmth of a real home rather than the hotel, and he would have more space for his temporary office. It was an ideal situation. Peter had made his phone calls, and while he'd been disappointed that Inez said she wouldn't be joining them, he did understand that while he thought of her as a mother, the truth was she was Will's mom and her taking a trip to Ireland to be with Peter would upset him. Things were already on shaky ground with Will and Peter didn't want to run the risk of losing him. He was dreading telling him about the engagement, but he knew that it would need to be done.

Once they were settled in the car, Peter put his arm around Tir so his lover could rest against him. "How're you feeling, baby? We can still have an ambulance take you if you don't think you'll be comfortable."

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[phd-not-md.livejournal.com]

"I'm fine, luv." Tir leaned into Peter with a smile. "It doesna hurt s' much now, just a bit tender yet."

[p-cavanaugh.livejournal.com]

Once Peter had Tir's okay, he let the driver know that it was all right to take them.

"I really think those nurses are going to miss giving you your sponge baths," he said with a chuckle.

[phd-not-md.livejournal.com]

Tir laughed. "They just liked gettin' under me hospital gown, but mebbe I can convince y' t' give me one now and again."

[p-cavanaugh.livejournal.com]

"I would love to be your private nurse, Mr. Murtaugh," Peter said, giving him a kiss. "Though, you should know the reason I always decided to go grab some coffee when they came in to do that was because I didn't want to get a hard on in front of them. Is that horrible of me?"

[phd-not-md.livejournal.com]

Tir wrapped a hand around the back of Peter's neck. "No worse than me thinkin' of Sister Mary Catherine back in school to keep from gettin' one m'self while they were bathin' me. I couldna seem to keep m' mind from slippin' t' thoughts of you though." He grinned. "Could be why the nurses took t' drawin' straws for who got to gie m' one, aye?"

[p-cavanaugh.livejournal.com]

Peter laughed. "I'm a little bit jealous, now," he teased, kissing Tir again. "No one gets to put a hand on my pet but me."

[phd-not-md.livejournal.com]

"D' y' know y' havena called me y' pet since that night, luv? I've missed it." Tir smiled.

[p-cavanaugh.livejournal.com]

"You have?" Peter asked with a smile, brushing a finger over Tir's cheek. "Well, I figured you'd need a reprieve from all that stuff while you were recovering."

[phd-not-md.livejournal.com]

"Aye? And did y' think I needed a reprieve from you as well." Tir grinned impishly, knowing the teasing could come to nothing more than kisses and a few cuddles, but enjoying it none the less.

[p-cavanaugh.livejournal.com]

Peter frowned and shook his head. "Oh, no, I never thought that for one second," he said, then cracked a smile. "Who could ever need a break from me? I'm kind of awesome."

[phd-not-md.livejournal.com]

"Y're completely awesome, luv." Tir grinned and kissed Peter again. "And I for one never want a break."

[p-cavanaugh.livejournal.com]

"What an earth did I do to deserve you?" Peter asked, his eyes filled with love as he looked at his lover.

[phd-not-md.livejournal.com]

"Y' pretended y' knew somethin' about motorbikes." Tir teased, he'd long since discover Peter's knowledge was limited to how hot he found the idea of a man on one.

[p-cavanaugh.livejournal.com]

Peter laughed and nuzzled Tir's neck. "My greatest performance ever. Look what it got me."

[phd-not-md.livejournal.com]

"Aye and when we get back home you'll have t' pay the piper, luv." Tir sighed as Peter's lips made their way across his neck. "I think I'll make you read Zen and The Art Of Motorcycle Maintenance."

[p-cavanaugh.livejournal.com]

"Is that anything like The Joy of Sex?" Peter asked, nibbling on the skin just below Tir's ear.

[phd-not-md.livejournal.com]

"Nah." Tir's voice was breathy and deeper as Peter's teasing began to really get to him. "But y've no need of that one, Yank. Y're far too damned knowledgable on that subject as is."

[p-cavanaugh.livejournal.com]

Peter chuckled throatily and licked the skin he was teasing, knowing exactly what it was doing to Tir. "Is that a nice way of calling me a slut?"

[phd-not-md.livejournal.com]

Tir pretended shock. "Now would I say that about y', luv." He shook his head with a grin. "I'm callin' y' a fantastic lover, Yank."

[p-cavanaugh.livejournal.com]

Peter beamed as he raised his head. "Well, in that case, I'll have to give you a proper thank you for such flattery."

[phd-not-md.livejournal.com]

"Aye? And what d' y' consider a proper thank y', Peter, m' luv?" Tir arched an eyebrow and smiled.

[p-cavanaugh.livejournal.com]

Peter narrowed his eyes, thinking about it. "Hmm, well, since you're still recovering from major surgery, I'll have to get kind of creative, won't I?"

[phd-not-md.livejournal.com]

Tir's grin widened. "Somethin' tells me you bein' creative will mean some rare fun, luv."

[p-cavanaugh.livejournal.com]

Peter laughed at his lover's grin. "I certainly hope so." He kissed him and sighed softly. "I want to spend the rest of my life making you smile like that."

[phd-not-md.livejournal.com]

"Ach, that's easy, Peter, my luv. All y' have t' do is be wie m' and I'm the happiest man on earth." Tir pressed his lips gently to the Yank's, then flashed an impish grin. "That and a bit o' slap and tickle now and again doesn't hurt, aye."