Against the Grain Quotes

“Come on, big guy. Let’s hit the showers.”

Cael patted Ash’s chest and walked off. Ash followed, but not before shoving Dex. He grinned when Dex fell into Taylor, his cheese snacks soaring through the air and hitting the carpet.

“My Cheesy Doodles!” Dex dropped to his hands and knees. “Noooooo! They were so young. So delicious.”
― Charlie Cochet, Against the Grain

“He’d never admit it, but he counted Dex among his family. Sort of like the annoying brother-in-law. You’re happy he’s making your bro happy, but damn, sometimes you just wanted to punch him in his stupid smiley face. Who the hell smiled that much, anyway? A crazy person, that’s who.”
― Charlie Cochet, Against the Grain

“They could be the first THIRDS power couple.”
― Charlie Cochet, Against the Grain

“Ash…,” Cael pleaded. Ash thought about Cael lying on this bed pushing that large dildo inside him as he fucked himself to thoughts of Ash. His feral half roared inside him, demanding he claim the sensual offering before him. Ash had never felt anything as fierce as this. His fingers dug into Cael’s cheeks, and he lowered himself onto his stomach. He hooked his arms under Cael’s thighs and pulled Cael toward him, the sweet gasp that escaped Cael fueling Ash’s scorching desire. He ran his tongue between Cael’s asscheeks, hearing Cael curse and whimper. One taste, and Ash was lost. He made a meal of Cael’s ass, licking, nipping, and sticking his tongue inside him. “Oh God,” Cael groaned, thrusting his hips against the pillow in a desperate attempt to relieve some of the pressure. Ash”
― Charlie Cochet, Against the Grain

“Cael’s sweet smile came into his thoughts, and Ash found himself smiling. Even when he wasn’t around, Cael managed to save Ash from himself.”
― Charlie Cochet, Against the Grain

“Ash laughed and playfully bumped Cael’s shoulder. “I’m going to have to agree with Dex. That’s adorable.” Even in his Therian form, Ash thought Cael was the sweetest thing he’d ever laid eyes on. Cael could be in his Therian form among thousands of cheetahs, and Ash would be able to point him out. His little gestures, the heart shape of his nose, or the way he chirped away, as if anyone not in their Therian form might understand him if he tried hard enough. Dex”
― Charlie Cochet, Against the Grain

“What was his brother hiding from him? And why? “This is different. Like you’ve been permanently—” Cael gasped. “Oh my God, Dex! Did Sloane mark you?” “Um…”
― Charlie Cochet, Against the Grain

“The door ahead of them burst open, and Ash came running in with Sloane, Hobbs, and Sparks trailing behind. Sloane dispatched the last gunman trying to take Dex down. It was over. Ash”
― Charlie Cochet, Against the Grain

“Cael?” “Hm? He felt his face burn up, but he asked anyway. “One of these days, will you, um, show me how you uh… you know….” “Fuck myself with the dildo?” Cael asked nonchalantly. “Yes. That. Thank you.” “You bet.” “Great.”
― Charlie Cochet, Against the Grain

“As Ash held Cael against him, he stroked Cael’s chest, still unable to believe after all this time, Cael was here in his arms. “I love you.” “I love you too,” Cael said softly. As they floated toward sleep, a thought occurred to Ash. “Cael?” “Hm? He felt his face burn up, but he asked anyway. “One of these days, will you, um, show me how you uh… you know….” “Fuck myself with the dildo?” Cael asked nonchalantly. “Yes. That. Thank you.” “You bet.” “Great.”
― Charlie Cochet, Against the Grain

“Fuck.” Cael moaned, soft high-pitched sounds that grew faster and louder. Ash could feel the pressure building. He released Cael and got on his knees, his fingers digging into Cael’s hips as he fucked him. “Oh God, yes, please. Ash,” Cael moaned, his breath coming out in pants. “I’m going to come. Oh fuck.” Ash thrust into Cael hard, his hips losing their rhythm as he chased after his orgasm. Cael pulled off him and turned to take hold of Ash’s cock. He rolled the condom off and sucked Ash’s cock into his mouth while bringing himself closer to his own impending orgasm. It was all Ash needed. He gently took hold of Cael’s head and thrust into his mouth, his release almost causing him to double over. His body shuddered as he came inside Cael, intensified by the sounds Cael made as he came. Cael continued to suck him off until Ash hissed and gently pulled out. The two of them flopped down onto the bed next to each other, trying to catch their breaths. With”
― Charlie Cochet, Against the Grain

“Damn it, Ash. Fuck me!” Ash folded himself over Cael and pulled partially out before snapping his hips against Cael’s ass, making Cael cry out. Ash snapped his hips again. The sound of his skin smacking against Cael’s coupled with Cael’s pleas for more drove Ash over the edge. He pumped himself into Cael, pushing in deep and fucking him hard. With a grunt, he wrapped an arm around Cael’s neck, his hand covering Cael’s mouth. “That’s it, sweetheart. Fuck yeah.” Cael covered Ash’s hand with his, their fingers lacing together. Cael held on tight, his cries and moans muffled by Ash’s hand as he pounded Cael’s ass, his larger body covering his younger lover and his weight pressing him into the mattress that moved beneath them. The headboard slammed against the wall as Ash drove himself deep into Cael over and over. He rotated his hips, his breath coming out ragged as the pressure built inside him. “Fuck.”
― Charlie Cochet, Against the Grain

“Ash coveted the taste of him, devoured him, savored him. When Cael couldn’t take any more, Ash pulled back. He poured lube onto his hand and stroked himself while using the fingers of his free hand to prep Cael. It didn’t take long, and Ash lined himself up behind Cael, rubbing Cael’s asscheeks before he parted them. He pushed the head of his cock into Cael’s tight hole, hissing at the delicious pressure. Cael moaned and arched his back. “Please, Ash. I need you to fuck me.” The desperation in Cael’s voice and the way he writhed with need before Ash had him burying himself to the root. Cael pushed himself back, and Ash groaned. His resolve was slowly slipping. “Damn”
― Charlie Cochet, Against the Grain

“He grabbed a pillow, and Cael lifted his hips so Ash could slip it under him. He reached into the nightstand on his right where he knew Cael kept the lube and condoms. Sitting back on his heels, he tore at the condom packet and rolled the condom over his cock. He was about to uncap the lube when Cael lowered his head onto his folded arms and arched his back, his ass in the air. “Fuck.” Ash had never seen a more beautiful sight. Tossing the lube onto the mattress beside him, Ash put his hands on Cael’s asscheeks, drawing a moan from him. He ran his hands up Cael’s back, then down to his ass again. Cael spread his knees, and Ash couldn’t stop wondering what Cael tasted like. “Ash…,”
― Charlie Cochet, Against the Grain

“What? No.” Ash closed the drawer and moved Cael’s hands away from his face. “I think you’re hot and sexy, and the thought that you fucked yourself with that while thinking of me? Fuck. I don’t think I’ve ever been so turned on.” He thought about it and nodded. “Yeah, totally fucking hot.” “Really?” Cael searched his expression, undoubtedly looking for signs he might be saying that so Cael wouldn’t feel bad, but nope. Ash was definitely turned on as fuck. He took Cael’s hand and placed it on his painfully hard cock. “You”
― Charlie Cochet, Against the Grain

“Because I’m sure.” Something in Cael’s tone caught Ash’s attention, and he pulled back to look down to study him. “What aren’t you telling me? How do you know?” Cael’s cheeks flushed pink. “Well, I, um, I’ve been practicing.” “Practicing?” What exactly did that entail? Ash’s curiosity was piqued. “Yeah, um, I’ve kind of been thinking about this for a long time, and well, I wanted to really feel you, so I….” He motioned toward the left nightstand. Hesitantly, Ash leaned over and opened the drawer. Oh dear God. “Is that what I think it is?” He studied the large tan-colored object. “It’s a dildo.” “Wow.”
― Charlie Cochet, Against the Grain

“I want you to fuck me hard. Don’t hold back,” Cael murmured against Ash’s lips, his fingers grabbing fistfuls of Ash’s hair as he rutted against him. “I”
― Charlie Cochet, Against the Grain

“I’m going to need you to take me home and fuck me, Agent Keeler.” Ash”
― Charlie Cochet, Against the Grain

“Thank you for all that you are. For your gentleness, your fierceness, your smarts, your beauty, your charm, but mostly, thank you for trusting me with your heart.” “Did”
― Charlie Cochet, Against the Grain

“Lying here with you, having you in my arms, making love to you. It feels right. Like we’ve always been together.” Cael”
― Charlie Cochet, Against the Grain

“How about if you join me? You know, conserve water, ozone, environment, and all that hippie shit.” Cael”
― Charlie Cochet, Against the Grain

“I need a shower,” Ash muttered. “You mind if I use yours and crash here?” Cael smiled. “Of course not. Just leave the water running when you finish. I could use one too.” He”
― Charlie Cochet, Against the Grain

“I love you.” Cael’s smile stole Ash’s breath away. “You do?” Ash nodded. “I do. I love you, Cael. I’ve been fighting it a long time, and I can’t anymore. More importantly, I don’t want to.”
― Charlie Cochet, Against the Grain

“Talk nerdy to me”
― Charlie Cochet, Against the Grain

“He couldn’t think of a time when he’d felt more at peace or happy than right here, right now. There had to be a way for him to hold on to this, because as Cael fell asleep in his arms, Ash knew letting him slip away would be the greatest tragedy of all.”
― Charlie Cochet, Against the Grain

“Maybe he shouldn’t be doing this. Fuck. What was wrong with him? He opened his mouth to say something, but no words made it past his lips the moment Cael’s hand wrapped around his girth. “Don’t worry. You’re safe with me,” Cael purred. “It’s just you and me.” Ash”
― Charlie Cochet, Against the Grain

“You’re so beautiful.”
― Charlie Cochet, Against the Grain

“Cael lay beneath him, stretched out like an offering.”
― Charlie Cochet, Against the Grain

“I fell in love with you for who you are, Ash. Every cursing, foul-mouthed, grumpy inch of you.” Ash”
― Charlie Cochet, Against the Grain

“Cael used the end of his T-shirt to wipe his face, exposing his torso and the thin dark treasure trail that disappeared beneath the waistband of his pants. “Come”
― Charlie Cochet, Against the Grain