Atticus smiled. “Well, in any case, this gives me hope. You and Leo found each other in the most accidental way possible, so it’s possible I won’t be forever alone.”
“Atticus, you literally look like a movie star. I guarantee you’ll find someone.”
He blushed faintly. “I hope so.”
A week later, on the way back from university, I stopped by the supermarket and wandered down the aisle dedicated to breakfast stuff: cereal, porridge, tea and coffee. I compared the jars of instant coffee — there was medium and dark roast, different flavours like caramel or chocolate, several different brands and different price points. In the end, I chose a medium-sized jar with a gold label — the same brand my parents had at home.
We'd made plans to hang out at his place, and after I arrived at his building and hit the intercom, he let me up. “I have a surprise for you,” I said, after he opened the door. I stepped inside and pulled the jar from my bag. “I’ll keep it at my place, so you won’t suffer caffeine withdrawals every time you visit. Is this brand alright?” Leo had a coffee machine that used pods, but hopefully, instant coffee granules would be an acceptable substitute.
Leo laughed, taking the jar to read the label. “It’s perfect,” he said, passing it back to me. “I have a surprise for you, too.”
He led me into his studio and to the kitchenette. From one of the cupboards that sat above the sink, he pulled out a box of instant matcha.
“I figured I should have a beverage available that isn't coffee for when you visit.”
I was smiling so much my cheeks hurt. “Well, you know what they say. Great minds.”
Since we’d started dating, we’d left a spare toothbrush at each other’s place since washing our mouth out with toothpaste every time we visited wasn’t good for our dental health in the long run. Leo had also decided that he would go with me to visit my parents over the holidays, and we started making plans, even though the winter break was still a while to go, and we had to get over the hurdle of exam season first.
Leo shook the box. “Do you want me to make you one?”
I shook my head. “I already had one at uni earlier, and unlike you, I don’t need seventeen shots of caffeine a day.”
“All right,” Leo said, putting the box back in the cupboard. “What do you want to do?”
“Play Minecraft?”
He narrowed his eyes. “Is that a euphemism, or…”
“I guess we'll have to find out.”
We actually played Minecraft, continuing to build our mansion, and I decided to make a hedge maze in the garden while Leo built a balcony that overlooked a lake.
I was just working on another dead end in my hedge maze when Leo shifted closer to me.
“You have nice hands,” he said.
I burst out laughing, and Leo grinned.
“If you just want to do something, just say it,” I said.
“I do want to do something,” he said, “but I also like your hands.”
“Alright,” I said, then told him to take his shirt off.
19
Fifteen minutes later, we were lying in bed, naked, with kiss-swollen lips. The room was dim — Leo had drawn the blinds, so only a slit of light crept in.
I stroked a hand down the expanse of his back, then shamelessly squeezed his ass. “God,” I said against his mouth. “You’re so fucking hot.”
Leo made a whimpery noise. Before today, the last time I heard it was when I’d licked his hole until he was a quivering mess. We’d had a lot of since since we officially started dating. It always felt amazing, of course, but even better was how Leo would be a bit more expressive each time. There was something rewarding about it.
“And this…” I dragged my hand over his hip to his cock, already hard and hot in my hand. “Thisis perfect.”
Leo’s eyes were big. Needy.
I squeezed gently, and he gasped.
