Another bolt of lightning, but this time it was real.
The flash lit up the studio space, illuminating the shadows outside through the makeshift curtains, and then there was the sound of the pouring rain against the roof.
“You came so hard, the heavens are crying with jealousy,” Leonidas suggested, taking a drink and setting the wine down on the table.
He stepped back and helped Andy to stand, reaching down and pressing the pads of his fingers against Andy’s swollen rim.
“Can you still feel me there?” he asked with a mischievous grin on his face.
Andy smacked his hand away and rolled his eyes. “You know I can, but don’t make me tie you back up.”
“I don’t need my hands to do what I just did.”
“You’re so bold when you’re not on your knees,” Andy said, sizing up the man in front of him.
“Do you not find me bold when I’m there, too?”
“Always.” Andy lifted onto his toes and kissed Leonidas, a soft and chaste brush against his mouth.
“Come on.” Leonidas bent over and scrounged their clothes together, handing Andy back his shirt and pants.
“Where are we going?”
“It’s raining. I want to kiss you again in the rain.”
Andy smiled, feeling like a child for how giddy he was. They dressed quickly together, a little awkward and embarrassed, but eager just the same. Andy grabbed the wine, pulled him through the studio and out into the rain. It was an absolute downpour, much harder than it had been in Paris, and Leonidas laughed, guiding Andy around the corner and into the alley.
There were no alcoves here, no mandatory jail sentences, so when Leonidas reached into Andy’s pants and pulled out his tender and sated dick, Andy didn’t stop himself from falling all the way in love.
28
Leonidas
Leonidas wasn’t fullyaware of how they’d made it back to the lakeside cabin, but he was in a bed he almost recognized, with sheets that smelled like dust, so he knew they had. He rolled over, bumping into a body, and he looped his arm over Andy’s waist and pressed close to his side.
“You’re awake,” Andy murmured, stroking Leonidas’s hair away from his face.
“Am I?”
“I think so.”
“I don’t even know how we got here,” Leonidas said, pressing a kiss against Andy’s ribs.
“I was the one fucked senseless.” Andy laughed softly, shaking both of their bodies. “But we managed to stumble back.”
Leonidas pushed up until he was sitting and he drummed his fingers against Andy’s naked belly, dancing them lower and lower, then back toward his navel.
“Thank you for last night,” he said.
Andy’s eyes widened, his expression alert and shocked.
“Why are you thanking me?”
Leonidas dragged his hand lower, beneath the sheets and past Andy’s morning erection to the soft place between his hole and his balls
“This was new,” he said.
“I wanted it,” Andy rasped, arching toward him.
