Do I dare to hope for this? “Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”
“I do not know what you think at this moment, Davies. But if we can reach a mutually satisfying verbal agreement between us, perhaps on a trial basis—”
“Yes. Whatever it is, I agree.”
There’s a pause. “You have not heard what I wish for the terms.”
“Don’t fucking care. Iagree.”
“But…you need to hear my terms first.”
Okay, whatever.“What are your terms?”
“I wish for this trial period to be exclusive between us. I do not know yet what we will do together, but we will not have any sexual contact with others while we attempt to sort this out.”
“Done.”Fuckyeah, I’ll be exclusive with them during this trial period. Hell, I alreadyhavebeen exclusive.
Even better to hear them ask for that. While I rationally knew they wouldn’t want to play the field, part of me was worried they might want to keep their options open or something.
They pause yet again. “How much leave time do you have?”
“At least two weeks.”
Or forever, maybe, if Olarte asks me to stay here. I literally could retire right freaking now, if I wanted. My contract allows me to bail at any official Maxim Colonies space station.
Whelp. Looky there. Here we are, at one right now.
I mean, we will be shortly. Almost there.
“I could take additional time off,” Olarte says, interrupting my rapidly expanding mental plan to nuke my career over someone I haven’t evenkissedyet. “I have leave that is due to me, which I have been accruing.”
“You have?” I ask, completely aware how needy, eager, and pitiful I sound.
“Yes. I hoped to be able to perhaps spend much of it with you.”
My pulse races. “Then that’s what we’ll do.” I’m trying not to let my mind race ahead.
Too late. I want to buy sheets with them, pick out dishes, learn how to cook—whatever the hell it is people do together to…nest and bedomestic.
“I am glad you have returned, Davies. I have been trying to decide how to best approach you about this. It has weighed on my mind ever since our last visit together, and even longer than that, perhaps.”
“It has?” I squeeze my throbbing cock again and nearly explode.
“Yes. I shall see you in a few hours, then?”
I nod and realize what I’m doing. “Yeah. I’ll let you know once I’m free to leave the ship. You still in the same quarters?”
“Yes. I shall see you soon.”
“Yeah. See you soon.” I’m not even sure if the connection’s ended when I’m ripping off the headset and furiously pounding at my cock. Dammit, now that I have the sound of Olarte’s voice fresh in my brain, Ineedthem.
This is totallynotlike me.
I mean, it never was before I met them.
Apparently, it isnow.
I use my other hand to pull up my shirt in time for my cock to explode all over my stomach.
