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Jesse loosened his tie without picking up his head. “But the more pressing question is, you bottom? Since when?”
Daniel’s cheeks flushed, and he looked away. “Just for him. It was kind of…” He didn’t know how to explain it.
“My mind is blown.” Jesse turned his head and stared at him. “Kind of?”
“Shut up, curious fucker.” Daniel refused to make eye contact, keeping his eyes on the rows of bottles along the back wall. “Why do I share details of my sex life with you?”
“Because I’m your best friend.”
“I need new friends.” He sipped his beer, not looking forward to the rest of the week. As if today hadn’t been awkward enough. Rafael had struck a chord with him—hit on an irrational part of him that took away all common sense. He was going to have to find a way to put his attraction, and that spark, out of his mind so he could focus on the case and seem less like a blundering idiot.
“Now, tell me. I love Priscilla, but you see more action in a weekend than I get all month. Indulge your best friend.” Jesse gave him puppy dog eyes.
“I will never understand why a happily married man wants to know about my gay exploits.” Daniel took another drink of his beer, trying to ignore the pleading face.
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“Have a seat,” George commanded. It was not a request.
Daniel did as he was told, even before he could process why. He was in his own home. No one should tell him to sit…right? “Can I ask what this is about?”
George took a seat on the chair opposite him and placed his folded hands on his knees as he leaned forward. “I want to discuss your client.”
Knowing George’s type, he exhaled slowly. No doubt he was not denied often. “I can’t speak about my client’s case, I’m sorry.” He sat back, waiting for the tongue lashing.
“But you can fuck your clients?” An amused smile took George’s lips.
Daniel’s mouth dropped open. “He told you?”
“No, but you just did.” His smile spread, taking over his whole face.
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Daniel tore himself away from his touch and sprawled out on the king-sized, wrought iron bed. Rafael’s eyes followed his movements as he meandered over, tugging his tee over his head. Daniel curled his abs to get a better view of him. Rafael had a line of hair that ran down the center of his cut stomach, and Daniel reached out to drag his fingers through it as he climbed into bed to join him.
Rafael pushed his hand away. “Lay back.” He dropped his head, licking over the underside of Daniel’s cock. It jumped off his stomach towards his warm tongue. “Like that?”
He moaned his response, all thoughts leaving his head except the feel of Rafael.
“Good boy. I want to hear you. Your sounds are so erotic.” His tongue dipped into Daniel’s slit, lapping up the pre-cum pearling there.
Blood thundered in his ears, but his brain snapped to attention when Rafael’s voice penetrated his mind. He let go of his inhibitions and groaned louder for him. The man looked up and smiled before pushing his lips down around Daniel’s thick head. Every muscle in his body went slack as pleasure overwhelmed him.
He pulled off then toyed with Daniel with his tongue. “You are so big. I can’t even close my hand around you.” He lifted a hand and squeezed his base to emphasize his point.
Before he could reply, Rafael swallowed him down, taking him to the back of his throat. His body shuttered, and he almost lost it when Rafael looked up at him.
He hollowed his cheeks, sucking hard as he came back off with painful slowness.
“You’re too good at that,” he said through gasps. His knees had fallen wide, giving Rafael as much room as he needed. He skimmed his fingertips over the large, muscular shoulders of the man between his thighs.
Rafael traced his tongue around the line of Daniel’s head. “Don’t cum. I have plans for you.” He dove back down, taking him in till his nose was pressed against his close-cropped thatch of hair.
He couldn’t reply, too lost in the warmth of Rafael’s mouth. His balls tightened, and he almost lost it, but Rafael had told him not to release. It took sheer force of will for him to stop his cock from spilling his load into the man’s throat. His toes curled, and fingers clenched in the sheets, and Daniel focused on anything but the way Rafael’s lips looked wrapped around his girth.
When he was breathing hard, Rafael gave him some reprieve, moving his mouth lower to tease his tongue over his heavy sac. Daniel gasped for air, every muscle in his body fighting the impending release.
Rafael fingers trailed up his inner thigh. “You’re so close, aren’t you?” His hot breath blew over Daniel’s entrance, causing him to dig his heels into the bed.
“Please,” he begged. He didn’t know what he was begging for. He could take anything but this torturous limbo Rafael kept him in.
“I’m going to bind you.”’Rafael closed his hand around the base of Daniel’s swollen cock, stroking slowly upwards.
His eyes rolled back in his head. Still, he was barely holding off the release that threatened to take over everything. “If you let me cum, you can do whatever you want to me.”
“I’ll let you cum, but not yet.” He slid off the bed, bending down to grab a long case from under it. From it he took leather cuffs and held them high for Daniel to see. “On your stomach, hands over your head near the headboard.”
Scrambling to do as he was told, his cock felt heavy between his thighs as he flipped. His balls ached with the pause in pleasure, and he realized he was not above begging Rafael for the release he needed. He’d never been restrained during sex before, but the idea awakened a deep-seeded need in him that he didn’t fully understand. Laid out as instructed, he waited, hands shaking when Rafael took his right wrist with a gentle touch to strap him into the leather cuffs.
“Can you move?”
Daniel pulled at the soft cuffs, the leather rubbing the hinge of his thumb. “A little.”
“Uncomfortable?” Rafael moved to slip his knees between his thighs.
“Different.” He struggled, lifting his head off the bed to see what Rafael was doing. A slight tinge of panic gripped him. He wasn’t sure that letting a stranger tie him up was a good idea, but he pushed the feelings aside more aroused than anything.
Raf ghosted his fingers down his spine. He stopped when he met Daniel’s seam. “Bad?”
Daniel’s breathing evened out. “No, strangely hot.” He shivered when cool liquid dribbled down his split. He found it almost freeing to sit back and have someone else please him for a change.
“Good. You look so perfect spread out for me.” He pushed one of Daniel’s knees under him then followed with the second.
Daniel spread himself wide to allow full access. He massaged the lube over Daniel’s tightness as Rafael lowered he head to bite the meat of the man’s ass. Daniel couldn’t control the groans that spilled from his lips.
I must have lost my mind, Daniel thought, looking forward to the burning pain and the full feeling he knew was coming.
Rafael pushed one finger inside him then added a second. “You are so tight. I can tell you don’t bottom a lot.”
“Rarely,” he confirmed between panted gasps. He pulled at his restraints, wanting to touch the other man before surrendering to the fact that he was at his mercy. He had to fight his natural instincts in bed; the restraints helped, but it was still so strange for him to be still.
Rafael let a soft groan of his own slip before he spoke. “I’m in control. Let go.” He scissored his fingers inside Daniel, stretching him wide.
He sucked in a breath, fire breaking out across his ring as Rafael’s fingers spread apart inside him. He didn’t know how Rafael read him so well, but it intensified the connection, helping him give over control. His release was long forgotten until Rafael reached around his hips to grasp his girth. His expert fingers brought Daniel to the brink in three long strokes.
“Not yet.” Rafael’s chest was pressed against his back, and his lips were on the back of his neck.
All Daniel could do was nod. It took all his energy to hold himself back.
Rafael released his hold on him, letting his hard cock down to hang again. Daniel used the pause to drink down a few deep breaths then he heard foil crinkle and tear. He hadn’t even thought of safety. Thank God Rafael had. He had a ball of nervous energy twisting in his gut that was only outweighed by the thought of Rafael fucking him till he came.
Rafael’s wrapped head nudged into him a second later, and he winced, waiting for the pain. It split him wide open. He worked his cock in and out, sliding it deeper with each thrust. His body fell over Daniel’s, chest to back and hands braced on either side of his face. Rafael’s plush lips worked over his jaw. Daniel turned his head, wanting desperately to kiss him. His lips snagged on Rafael’s scruffy jaw before they met. The kiss was hard, demanding, and Rafael bit his lip, making it swell again. When he was buried completely in Daniel’s ass, he paused.
Daniel wanted more, bucking his hips to grind into the cock inside him. Rafael’s palm found his length again, and he squeezed over his cock then released it. Daniel’s head fell to the sheets, pressing against their coolness, enveloped in sensations. Rafael sat back on his heels, switching to long, slow strokes. He glanced over his shoulder, seeking out the view. He watched Rafael’s thick cock disappear inside him over and over. They were both already covered in a light sheen of sweat which accentuated Rafael’s tan skin.
He started to give over to the pleasure, losing himself to it when he caught movement out of the corner of his eye a second before the smack reverberated through the room. Pain seared across his ass, and he gulped air. “Fuck.” It seemed to intensify everything, and he was glad he had agreed to it.
Rafael’s hand returned to the place it had just struck to knead the flesh with his palm. “You like it a little rough.” It wasn’t a question.
Daniel pushed back on him wantonly, showing him how much he enjoyed it. Rafael struck him again, this time causing Daniel’s teeth to clench. He was sure his ass was an angry red.
Daniel’s mind floundered. “Please, Sir?”
Rafael rewarded him with another two slaps in quick succession. He flinched with each one, his ass clamping down around Rafael’s thick cock.
“You’re going to make me lose it.” Rafael pulled his legs out from under him letting his stomach hit the bed. It changed the angle, allowing Rafael’s cock to hit all the right places as he moved in long fluid motions.
“Please, Sir,” he begged again.
“Soon,” Rafael grunted between gasped breaths. His hand came down on to Daniel’s already red butt cheek, further reddening the flesh.
He drove himself into Daniel three more times before he collapsed on top of him. His cock pulsed deep, flooding him with heat, and he could feel the man inside him fill the condom. Daniel would have done anything at that moment to have gotten rid of the barrier between them. He wanted to feel wetness in him for the rest of the night.
His body shuddered, and he fought the restraints, trying not to give into release. He tried to focus on anything but the feeling of Rafael’s cock. He was going to lose it without anything touching his cock, but the skin on his wrists chafed with each pull and took away from the pleasure that threatened to overwhelm him. He wanted to get away from the sensation, to not disappoint Rafael.
“You’ve been such a good boy. You deserve a reward.” Rafael pulled out of him, eliciting a groan. Daniel felt empty and not yet satisfied.
The cuffs came free. Rafael gripped him by the hips and flipped him to his back. He licked over Daniel’s dripping slit. “Cum for me.” He took him into his mouth till the tip of his cock hit the back of the man’s throat. He pulled back slowly, letting Daniel watch his lips drag over every inch.
It didn’t take much for Daniel to do as he was commanded, losing himself in the back of Rafael’s mouth. Wave after wave of release shattered him. They seemed never-ending, and Daniel’s mind left his body and floated above him. The ecstasy of the whole experience was bringing him to the brink of black out.
Rafael’s gruff words drew him back. “You’re such a natural, you know that?”
Daniel’s eyes lulled half shut. “Oh?”
“Yes, God, you’re perfect.”
Rafael laid down beside him and wrapped Daniel up in his arms. Their lips met again, and despite his recent earth-shattering orgasm, he was already hard again.
“And a stud.” Rafael chuckled as he took him in his hand.
“It’s all you.” Daniel chased his lips to demand another kiss.
Rafael indulged him, biting his lower lip. They kissed and explored each other until Daniel’s brain snapped back to reality. He had to work in the morning
“I have to go.”
“I figured that was coming. Old nine to five calls?”
“More like seven to seven in my case.” Daniel rolled onto his back and scrubbed a hand down his face.
“I’d like to see you again.” Rafael climbed off the bed to retrieve their clothes.
“Please… Sir.” Daniel gave him a playful smile.
“Keep that up, and I’ll be fucking you again.” Rafael walked back to him and kissed under his jaw, handing him back his clothes.
Daniel drug his teeth over his swollen lip. “Sir…” His hazel eyes lifted to meet Rafael’s. Their clothes were abandoned, and Rafael, the condom barely rolled down, was buried inside him before Daniel could remember he was going to be miserable in the morning.
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Finn never dreamed he’d have a mate of his own, especially not one found at the Kennel Klub, where spankings are optional and encouraged. This young werewolf is a fish out of water suddenly thrown in the deep end.
Cort is immediately drawn to Finn but it is clear they’re very different men. A chance meeting leads to a lust they can’t ignore but soon Finn leaves with his packmates.
Cort is ready to do whatever it takes to find Finn again. Once he does he’ll have to work hard to convince Finn that they belong together.
They all fit around the table, barely, and Little Red and Nathan had to share a chair. Cort let him sit on Cort’s lap. It was more than big enough for him. Almost like it was made just for him. One of Cort’s arms wrapped around his waist, keeping him close.
“Is this good?” He was happy, warm.
“It’s perfect.” Cort pressed his nose against Finn’s neck and breathed in.
Finn hummed softly, his body heating, all the way to the bone. This was way better than sitting on a chair.
“So hungry,” murmured Cort.
“The pasta is good.” He’d already said that. “You can even have mine.” His hips started to rock.
“Not hungry for food. Hungry for you.” Cort’s hand dropped down to his lap.
“Oh.” Finn groaned softly.
Pat rumbled, and the sound wasn’t soft at all. “Be good. We’re at the table.”
“We could leave the table,” Cort murmured in his ear.
Oh, God. Please. His entire focus was on the sounds Cort was making, the heat. Cort stood, that arm around his waist holding him tight against Cort’s body. His feet didn’t reach the ground at all—Cort was bigger than him, and so strong.
“Finn.” Patrick called for him, and it was no fair. Not at all.
“We’ll be back.” Cort turned and carried him off to the kitchen.
Please let there be more kisses.
Once they were in the relative privacy of the kitchen, Cort turned him, put him down on the counter and brought their mouths together.
Yes. Yes. Finn reached up, arms wrapped around Cort’s shoulders. Cort grabbed his ass and tugged him in close so they were all pressed up together. His cock rubbed against Cort’s firm belly and it made his eyes cross. Insane. This was utterly insane.
But also utterly amazing.
The kiss went on and on, Cort’s mouth absolutely magic. He whimpered, aroused in a way he didn’t understand, couldn’t comprehend. One of Cort’s hands left his ass, pushing down the front of his pants instead.
“Oh.” Finn’s eyes widened.
Cort’s hand found his prick and wrapped right around it.
“Can we? Oh!”
“What do you want, my pup?” Cort asked.
“I just— I haven’t really, with someone who makes me ache.”
“I’ll make you come, and when we get home, I’ll make you come again and again and again.” Cort’s words felt as though they were a promise.
“Again?” Was that possible?
“Oh yes.” Cort’s gaze was trying to burn him.
“I…” He wasn’t sure what to do, so he nodded.
Still holding his gaze, Cort began to move his hand, stroking. The pressure built inside Finn, his balls drawing up so tight they hurt.
“I want to smell you, pup. I want to taste you.” The sound of Cort’s voice echoed inside him, so deep, and Cort brought their mouths back together again, stealing his breath.
A gentle tug to the tip of his cock and he shot, his entire body alight.
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He looked away from the stare, gazing around the room, seeing Rafael’s crisp modern style. Even the books on the shelves were perfectly lined.
Daniel found he couldn’t lie. “You ordered me to.” He lifted one shoulder. “And you said yourself you’re not the usual.”
A smile curled over Rafael’s lips. “Put your wine on the coffee table.”
He did as he was told.
Daniel’s chest swelled with the praise; there was something so fulfilling about the compliments from him.
Rafael’s hand snapped out, gripping him by the neck, and dragging him closer. It didn’t hurt him, but it was possessive. Daniel’s cock stood at full attention in an instant, the thin material of his designer slacks leaving nothing to the imagination.
“You like that, don’t you?”
“God, yes…” he started, but Rafael cut him off with his mouth.
The kiss was claiming and all consuming. Daniel gave in to him as Rafael’s tongue pushed at his lips, which willingly parted for it. Rafael bit down on his lip causing it to swell and bleed, but Daniel only moaned into his mouth, which seemed to egg Rafael on. He flipped open the buttons on his shirt, and warm hands met his skin. Rafael’s fingers pushed up and over his abs and found his nipples. He could only react, groans building deep in his throat while his body heated up like it never had before.
Rafael broke the kiss, sitting back. Daniel’s lips chased, begging for more.
“Tell me what you’re okay with,” the man demanded.
“Er…” He rubbed a hand over the back of his neck. “What do you mean?”
“Limits wise. I don’t need a full overview, but tell me what turns you on and I’ll stick to that.”
“The basics? Tie me up…”
Rafael’s lips twisted into a grin. “You really are a virgin to all of this aren’t you?”
“I’ve played with wax, spanking, and some bondage, so I’m pretty new.”
Daniel nodded, trying not to be too eager. “No marks where they can be seen in my suit.”
“Easy enough.” He leaned forward to nip at his ear. “Upstairs. To my bedroom.”
Daniel got to his feet before his brain processed the command.
He climbed the stairs, asking himself again what he was doing. He walked to the end of the hall, pushing open the door which he knew would lead to the master bedroom. All the townhouses in Wrigleyville were laid out much the same. He assumed Rafael was on his heels, but he didn’t look back for confirmation. His room was simple, with defined lines, and a large metal four poster taking the focus on the room. Daniel’s gut flipped; he felt like the bottom in the situation which was unusual for him. Rafael walked in soon after and took a seat in a chair next to the window on the far side of the room, beckoning him forward to stand before him.
“Undress. I want to watch you.”
Daniel’s cheeks flushed a little pink. He was glad they stood in a dim room, the only illumination from the streetlights filtering through the windows. He pulled his tie the rest of the way out of the double windsor, and Rafael held out his hand for it. He handed it over, nervous about what it was going to be used for later.
Rafael looked up at him through his lashes as his fingers worked, pushing the rest of the buttons through holes. Daniel had never undressed while someone sat and watched. It was arousing and again made him feel like he didn’t have to be in control. He liked it. It made him very self-conscious. He shrugged the shirt off his shoulders and folded it in half, placing it on the small table next to the chair. He looked up to find Rafael still hungrily staring at him.
“This is weird,” Daniel tried to break the tension in the room while he undid his belt.
“No, it’s very erotic to watch you. You have such a beautiful body.” Rafael flipped open the clasp of his own jeans.
Swallowing past the lump in his throat, Daniel did the same. A soft groan came out of Rafael, spurring him on, and he stepped out of his slacks and placed them with his shirt. He took a step closer, but Rafael shook his head.
He slid his thumbs into the waistband of his shorts and shimmied them lower, exposing the close-cropped dark patch of hair above his groin and shot Rafael a flirty look.
“I see you have a bit of defiance in you, boy. Asking for a punishment?”
“I was doing what you ordered, Sir, giving you a show.” He inched them down till the base of his erection showed. “Isn’t that what you wanted?”
Rafael reached out, pinching Daniel’s shorts to pull him forward by them. “Off. Now.” He didn’t raise his voice, but there was a command to it that did something to Daniel.
He dropped them and stepped out of the shorts, leaving them on the floor. He dropped his eyes, knowing Rafael was surveying him, and letting him.
“Shh. Your body is magnificent.” Rafael’s fingers traveled over his hip.
“I’d like to see what you’re hiding under those jeans.” He was used to taking the dominant role, so he leaned forward to brush his fingers over Rafael’s bulge.
“You like what you feel, boy?” Rafael’s nails dug into his hip.
“God, yes.” Daniel hissed, trying to slide the zipper on the male’s pants down.
Rafael caught him by the wrist. “Go lay back on the bed.”
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He was smooth, fluid with his words, and Daniel liked his confidence.
He knew he couldn’t have heard him right, so he took another sip and pushed himself closer, Rafael’s cologne filling his senses. “It’s really loud in here. I can barely hear you.”
He couldn’t believe he was thinking of going home with this guy to bottom. Did someone drug him because clearly he was out of his mind. He had only let his ex fuck him because he threw a tantrum, and he hadn’t enjoy it.
Rafael’s eyes danced playfully, and his lips turned up into a grin that spelled mischief as he leaned closer to his ear. “You can barely hear me, or you’re pretending I didn’t say what I did?”
Daniel’s knees went weak as Rafael’s words brushed over his skin. “A little bit of both,” he admitted, dropping his voice.
“What do you do for a living, Daniel?” Rafael scooted a stool next to him and sat, resting his forearm against Daniel’s on the bar, leaving almost no space between them.
“I’m a lawyer, a city public defender.” He didn’t mind the contact. In fact, he wanted it but couldn’t believe he was considering another one night stand. He had sworn them off a long time ago.
“I thought so.” Rafael drummed his fingers on the table but didn’t move away. “I could smell it on you.”
“Not a fan of lawyers?” He balanced his feet on the rung of the stool, looking from Rafael’s fingers back to his face. “What do you do?”
“I manage a club not too far from here.” Rafael crossed ankle over knee, turning to face him more. “No, I’m very fond of powerful men by day who like to give that up at night.”
He tilted his head and considered Rafael’s statement. The wheels in his head spun, but he didn’t quite know how to get him to clarify. Maybe he had been more serious about the kink than Daniel thought. Instead, he went for the obvious. “Would I know it?” Daniel did like new places to hang out. The gay bars had too many familiar faces these days.
“You said you didn’t.” Rafael blatantly moved his foot to a rung on Daniel’s stool, placing his knee between Daniel’s. “And I’ve never seen you there.”
“I’m not opposed; I’ll try anything once.” His words came out less smooth than he was going for.
“Is that so?” Rafael went even further, placing his hand on Daniel’s leg. “I wouldn’t mind showing you some.”
“I’m not good at giving up control.” He laughed and searched the man’s face, trying not to focus on Rafael’s hand moving up his thigh. He bit his lip, stifling another groan.
“Maybe that’s because you’ve never been shown how.” His eyes never left Daniel’s as he pushed further— further than he’d expected.
Images of being tied up with Rafael hovering over him filled his mind. Staring into the man’s gaze, he questioned himself, but he didn’t have to; he wanted this.
Daniel sipped at the drink he was nursing before answering. “Maybe, but what’s the draw to it?”
“For men like yourself, it’s a way to de-stress and let go of all the control you wield during the day.” Rafael squeezed his thigh, then released his leg.
He had to admit, when explained that way, the idea sounded intriguing. He hadn’t had an interesting fuck in a year, and he knew the basics because he’d read gay fiction. “Maybe I’ll have to check out your club. What’s the name of it, again?”
“I was thinking of giving you a personal lesson.” Rafael’s lips formed into a coy smile that made Daniel want to take him up on the offer.
“I swore off one nightstands…” He smoothed his hands over his pants, not making eye contact, and regretted the words as soon as they left his lips.
Rafael leaned forward until his lips touched Daniel’s ear, and his hot breath fanned over his cheek. “If I ordered you to come home with me, would you?” He smelled of coffee and leather.
Daniel swallowed hard.
A shiver ran down his spine, and his body reacted for him. “Yes, Sir.” He repeated the Sir, since the man had said he liked it earlier, and it seemed like the thing to call him. He certainly wasn’t going to go with daddy. He smiled, sitting back to see the heat it put in the other man’s eyes.
“Good boy. Follow.” Rafael set his drink on the bar and turned to cut a path through the crowd. People fell all over themselves to get out of his way, and Daniel followed on his heel.
Daniel pulled his coat tight around his body when they stepped into the wind. Chicago was well known for its bite when the leaves started turning. Rafael’s hand slid across Daniel’s hip to the small of his back, leading him. The gesture was strangely comforting even through his thick wool coat.
Daniel had a million questions but none of which he could put into words. Rafael pulled open a gate in front of a brick row house. It was nicer than where Daniel lived even though he was only a few miles away. The north side of the city was expensive, and being this close to the Cubs stadium drove the prices way up.
“Beautiful place.” He got an architectural hard on as he climbed the stairs. It was light stone-colored brick; that was the style of the area. It had a large porch at the front, and it was very well-maintained on a street where the trees met in the middle of the road, providing a good amount of shade.
Rafael slid his key into the lock and pushed open the door, holding it open. Daniel stepped inside and drank in the dark modern furniture that created beautiful angles against the warm interior.
“Care for something to drink?” Rafael helped him slide out of his coat and hung it in the closet.
“Please.” He loosened his tie and flipped open the top button of his shirt.
He returned a moment later with two stem-less wine glasses. Daniel already had a good buzz going from drinking on an empty stomach. His gut flipped as he took a seat, and the other man took the seat next to him. Rafael took a gulp from his glass before abandoning it on the table.
Daniel kept his drink close to his chest like a safety barrier between them. Images of his last failure of a hook up flashed through his mind; the man drunkenly passed out while Daniel’s lips were around his cock. He gulped some of his wine trying to forget the humiliation.
“Nervous?” Rafael adjusted his seat, bumping their knees.
“No. I’ve had bad luck with one nightstands…” He watched the other man handle himself. “I couldn’t take anymore blows to my ego by drunken frat boys,” he admitted after Rafael gave him a questioning look.
“You mentioned. Why did you come home with me?” Rafael’s eyes seemed to bore through him.
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