“Oh,” was all he said. “So, what happened?”
Teddy sat up. “It was a reflex, I promise. He was stirring the batter, and I was going to get the glaze, and I leaned in to kiss him, but stopped. I don’t know why I did it.”
“I understand. I’m not mad,” Geoff soothed. “Do you like him?”
“I do,” Teddy admitted, tears blurring his vision. “I’m so sorry, Geoff.”
Geoff squeezed him tight. “You don’t have to be sorry. I like him too.”
“Then what are we going to do?”
“We just need to have a conversation with him. We’ll give it a few days and talk to him.”
“I love you,” Teddy said.
“I love you, too.”
Teddy laid his head against Geoff’s belly. Their connection to Ciaran was growing stronger–and not just sexually, since they hadn’t been physical together aside from the one time. He and Ciaran had cooked and baked Geoff’s favorite cookies together. Something he hadn’t done with anyone, aside from Geoff’s mother. Geoff walked the trail with Ciaran, a time he used to reflect, but wanted to share it. They laughed and joked while playing video games, and he hadn’t seen Geoff laugh that much in years. Tonight, they shared a fun bit of lore from Geoff’s home.
This is getting more complicated than I could ever have imagined.
Chapter Eighteen
GEOFF
The three men drank hot buttered rum after dinner. It was cozy in the living room, with the fire burning bright. They’d all changed into pajamas to be festive. Ciaran had borrowed a pair of Teddy’s, as he said he didn’t own any.
“This is nice,” Geoff said. The soft music, along with the alcohol, lulled him into a dreamlike state.
“It is,” Teddy said.
They sat in silence for a while. Teddy moved over to curl up with him, laying his head on Geoff’s chest. Geoff glanced over at Ciaran. He sat there in Teddy’s pajamas, his chest hair peeking out of the top.
Damn, he still looks hot. Wonder what it’d feel like to fuck him.
“Hey,” Geoff whispered in Teddy’s ear.
“Hmm?”
“This might be the alcohol talking, but do you want to play with Ciaran again?”
Teddy looked up at him and just nodded.
Geoff grinned.
“Hey, Ciaran,” Geoff said.
“Yes?” Ciaran replied, his eyes still closed.
“Would you like to have sex again?” Geoff asked.
Ciaran’s eyes flew open. “I thought you didn’t do that?”
“We realized we feel a different connection with you,” Geoff said.
“Oh? What’s different about it?”
“You didn’t get fucked or get to fuck last time. We feel you deserve it.” Teddy grinned.
