Page 22 of The Fullback
“Would that be weird?”
“I don’t fucking know,” I said with a soft snort, shaking my head. Mostly at myself. This was all way beyond what I was used to. And what I was good at. Hunter and I didn’t usually do repeats. We didn’t do relationships either.
Nobody else had ever come close to offering us what we already got from each other, at least emotionally. And sex… well, we could get that anywhere. We’d never needed anyone else.
But maybe we did.
We wanted someone else anyway.
Was wanted and needed the same thing? Did it even matter? I didn’t even know. And I was too sleep deprived to figure it out.
“Shit, we really aren’t good at this,” Hunter said. It was his turn to laugh then, but again it was soft. Self-deprecating. Like we both knew we were way in over our heads and had no fucking clue how to figure this shit out.
“Nope. We’re not.”
“But you feel the same? You wanna see him again,” Hunter added. “You didn’t actually say.”
“Yeah, I think so. Even if it’s just sex. I want you to get what you want, and if that means we try and see more of Aiden, then yeah, I’m down.”
“What about what you want?”
I twirled the cheap plastic lighter in my other hand, glancing down at the cheesy pictures of Ibiza plastered all over it. I almost wanted another cigarette, just to give my mouth something to do other than answer. Because there was no way I could answer him honestly, not really.
But I could sidestep the truth.
I turned in his arms and smirked, sliding my arms around his neck and leaning against the railing so my back was arched and my crotch was pressed against his. “I want to watch you get fucked again,” I said in a low voice. “Aiden said he’s got all sorts of toys. I wanna know what you look like getting fucked with all of them.”
“All of them?” Hunter asked, raising an eyebrow as a smile curled across the corner of his lips. I knew he’d been thinking about it too. “Even the… even the alternative ones?”
I snorted. “Yeah, Hunter. I wanna see Aiden fuck you with a monster cock.”
“What about the, er, the one with a knot?”
“Maybe.”
“Do you know what it is?” Hunter asked, a flush spreading across his nose.
“I had to do a bit of Googling, but yeah, I think so.” The videos I’d found had been informative to say the least. And I kind of wanted to message Aiden to ask what sort of toys with knots he had.
But that could wait until later.
“Me too,” Hunter said quietly. He leant in close and brushed his nose against mine. “We should go back to bed. You need sleep.”
“Yeah, in a minute.” His lips wererightthere, and fuck, I wanted to kiss him. I hadn’t done it since we’d last seen Aiden, but I couldn’t deny myself any longer. “Can I… I want to kiss you first.”
“Kiss me then,” Hunter said, his lips virtually pressed against mine.
I grinned as I sank one hand into his hair and kissed him deeply.
Like we’d said to Aiden. We were good at following instructions.
