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I had no idea what I looked like on my knees for him, but I knew there’d be a flush to my skin that couldn’t be written off as embarrassment. I wasn’t embarrassed. I was empowered and sexy, aroused and in love with a man who never treated me like I was damaged or broken. I wasn’t a knock-knock joke to him. I was whole under his attention, and it was such an insane realization that it made me grin like a devil.

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Xavi walked out with my hat on backwards, one slide on his foot, the other in his hand as he fixed the duct tape holding it together. “Okay, so we live here now. We’ve fucked on the porch and the lawn, so when we christening the inside?” Shirtless. One slide. Backwards hat. Tan lines on his hips. Purple swim shorts. A gummy worm hanging out the corner of his mouth. Holy shit, did all that really wanna fuck me?

“We fucked.”

I smiled, unable to help it. “We fucked. Don’t freak out.”

“I’m not freaking out. You don’t freak out.” He smiled.

“Our 25-to-life just became my new favorite thing. I am so gay.”

He laughed. “You’re not gay. Bi, maybe.”

I shook my head. “Nah. Totally gay now. For you. Just made the switch.”

“That’s allowed?”

“Who says it isn’t?”

“Fuck, fine. Totally gay.” He looked at me. “For you, too.”

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He bit his goddamn lip, and my goddamn lip dripped drool. Sheesh! I licked it up and barely had time to swallow before he pulled my underwear down and pressed my cock to my stomach. His tongue, warm and wet, licked a path from my taint to my tip, making my legs shake. Then the cocky bastard sucked my nuts into his mouth like they were Jell-O shots.

"Just… fingers and a lot of lube. Fingers first. Tongues, even. Then comes the begging. Since you’re apparently a bottom, you’ll be the one begging. Are we done?”

Lubed fingers and begging. Didn’t seem so hard. Wait, tongues? Where? Where did the tongues go? I couldn’t wait to find out. All I had to worry about was the prep, the vibe, and sticking the landing. “Where’s the prostate?”

“Oh my fucking god.”

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“Can I kiss you?”

Nate dropped my hands and pulled on the back of my neck. “I want you to take, Xavi. Take and take and take everything you want from me because I’ve been dying to give it to you for a fucking year.”

His hat fell to the floor when I took what I wanted.
Him.
He was what I wanted.

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The sensation of being caught in a trap flooded through her. Trapped in the basement with a corpse, no less. Her growing hysteria had Mara nearly laughing aloud at the insanity of her position, and the knowledge that it had been brought about by a series of her own poor choices.

“How’d you figure which role you wanted?”

“He stuck his dick in me and I liked it, then I stuck my dick in him and liked it. Was pretty sorted after that.” He looked me up and down. “You have bottom vibes.”

“Thanks!” Figured it was a compliment.

“But so does Xavi.”

It was time we figured that shit out. “Xavi! Let’s go talk about butt sex!” I shouted at the trailer behind us. The neighbors looked. Whoops.

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“Just think of me as your cellmate. You’re doing 25-to-life with me, and since we’re locked up together, we might as well fuck. Boom. Simple.”

Nate choked on his shitty coffee. “What? You’re just gonna drop a fuck into this conversation like you have any idea what you’re talking about?”

“Maddox said he tripped and found out where his dick was supposed to go. I like to think we’re more graceful than that.”

I leaned back, spread my legs, and let him get a good look at the crotch of my shorts.

“You’re my best friend, and now you make me hard. I trust you more than I trust anyone, and I have so much confidence in our bond that I don’t even think this can fuck it up. Maybe I’m dumb, but being dumb gives me the balls to want to try shit with you.”.

We finally had internet at the shop, and we bought one of those Firestick things at a yard sale for six bucks. By some stroke of luck, it’d still been logged into all the streaming apps of whoever previously owned it, so we’d ride that free pony until it died. Still, I didn’t watch Teen Wolf. Even if Stiles was my favorite. Scott and Stiles were our bestie spirit animals… but I thought we might both be Stiles.

Hopefully, with time, I’d get over this crush thing, move on, and no longer be riddled with half-boners whenever he was around. Maybe I’d just caught a bit of the gay bug in the family. They said sexualities were fluid, so I had to be in my gay fluidity stage, right? Or maybe Devon was right when he said the Kane boys had super dicks, because for whatever reason lately, Xavi’s made my mouth water.

We got dumped for being immature.

We got left behind because we weren’t serious enough about life.

We got ditched because we cared more about each other and our brothers than some idealistic notion of marriage and kids.

We got told to grow up.

We got laughed at for being failures.

We got treated like a pair of jokes who didn’t know our own punchline.

Knock, knock, right?

This wasn’t weird. Nope. Nothing about this shitshow of a night was weird. It wasn’t weird that Xavi’s nuts tickled my thigh. It wasn’t weird that the chick wedged between us squealed like a stuck pig. To be fair, she was totally being stuck by two pigs. It wasn’t weird that I accidentally on purpose kneed Xavi in the ass as some sort of signal.

Not weird at all.

“This is weird,” Xavi said.

Oh, thank fuck.

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"I’m usually open to try new things, but I feel like you’re going to say something batshit insane.”

Hei twisted the blade in her fingers. “The Goddess needs your blood to answer my call. I will kill you quickly, and she will answer. Then I will take her place as Death.”

“Yeah, that’s about as batshit as I was expecting.” I pulled the sword from the duffel and adjusted my grip. “I’ll pass.”