But although I try to concentrate on our assignment, all I can think about is gray sweats and hockey players railing me on the ice.
GlowStick
What are you wearing, Kane?
Kane
Really? That’s your opener?
GlowStick
What, you wanted poetry?
Kane
Wouldn’t kill you
GlowStick
Fine. Roses are red, masks glow in the dark, tell me you’re naked, and I’ll get hard
Kane
That was terrible. But since you asked, leggings and an oversized T-shirt
GlowStick
Bet they look even better tangled around your ankles
Tell me a kink. We all have one
Kane
That’s a dangerous request
GlowStick
So is asking to be chased by three masked men
Kane
Cold. I love the cold. Ice, snow, rink walls against my back
GlowStick
Fuck. Same. Cold burns and I love it. We might have to ruin you on the ice just to prove it
Harry
Cold’s good. But nothing gets me harder than impact. The sound of skin on skin
Kane
You boys will be the death of me
GlowStick
Death by orgasm has a nice ring to it
