“Each paying twenty-five pounds a month…”
“Over seventy K.”
Scott laughed in disbelief. “Jesus…”
“That last video, the one with you fainting. It took off. I was going to cut the video before that part, but I left it in to see the reaction.” Thomas snorted like he didn’t believe it himself, then leaned forward to scroll down to the comments.
Scott tensed, glancing over to Thomas’s bookcase.
“Relax,” Thomas murmured. “I’ve deleted any negative ones.”
“Can we do that?”
“It’s our profile. I’ll do whatever I need to do to protect you, and that means there’s no negativity on our page.”
“For either of us,” Scott said.
“For either of us,” Thomas agreed. He kept scrolling, flashing glimpses of the comments at Scott. “Just lots and lots of thirsty people.”
“Slow down,” Scott said, placing his hand on Thomas’s.
Thomas raised his brow. “Ah, so you do want to read the nice comments after all.”
“That one is a load of raindrops, then a hot face, then flames, and then a deceased emoji.” Scott nudged his shoulder into Thomas’s. “He got so turned on that he died?”
Thomas chuckled, sliding his free hand onto Scott’s thigh.
“I like this one,” Thomas said, searching through the thousands of comments, then he read it aloud. “Never thought I’d be in the staff room toilets, masturbating during my lunch break while I watch Lizard-Man torment the male version of Mary-Jane into coming until he passes out…but I’m here for it.”
“Lizard-Man.” Scott shook his head. “You’re a snake, not a lizard. How about…” Scott said, putting his finger close to the screen to follow the words. “I thought my earbuds were in while I was watching, turned out I was wrong, and now my girlfriend isn’t speaking to me…” He glanced at Thomas. “That’s not good. We’re breaking people up.”
Thomas smirked. “Hold on, I’m pretty sure he comments again.” He scrolled down, finding the update. “I showed her the video, she agreed it was hot, and we’ve watched it on repeat for three hours.”
“Three hours!”
Thomas slumped back onto the sofa, encouraging Scott to keep reading. There were so many, comments of a single word, like hot, sexy, niiiice, then longer replies detailing how crazy the video drove them, what they did to themselves while watching it.
Scott had never seen more raindrop and flame emojis in all his life, with aubergines thrown into the mix too.
“We…made a lot of people come.” Scott chuckled.
“That was the goal right?”
“The goal was to make money.” Scott bit his lip. “This is an added bonus.”
“Do you want to watch it?” Thomas asked.
Scott shook his head. “I don’t need to. I was there.”
“But don’t you want to see what’s got everyone so worked up?”
“There’s only one person I care about getting worked up,” Scott murmured, glancing back at Thomas with a sly smile. “And that’s you.”
Thomas licked his lips. “Do you want to see what gotmeworked up?”
His eyes were heated, burning straight into Scott’s.
“I…” Scott’s cheeks warmed. “I don’t want to be embarrassed –”
