I beam at the compliment. “Today felt really good. Rewarding. All week has, actually.” I kick off my shoes and let the hard work of the day melt away. Jasper shuts the door before wrapping me up in an embrace. “Spend the night?” I ask, softly.
“I forgot to tell you. I learned something new about myself.”
“Oh yeah? What’s that?”
“This is a new development, but apparently when I fall, I have no sense for personal boundaries and want to be near you 24/7.”
“Oh, that sounds like some serious stalker vibes. But it doesn’t surprise me. You’ve always been slightly borderline stalkerish.”
“Funny thing is… that only seems to be with you,” he says, kissing along my neck as he untucks my shirt, his knuckles grazing the sensitive skin beneath. “You’ve always captivated me. It’s like my brain could not settle until I figured out if you were real.”
I scoff. “I’m nobody important, Jasper. I’m just a simple man.”
I give him a kiss before slowly removing his prized possession. A momentary flash of panic passes through his eyes. I chuckle before hanging it on the hook by the door and leading him down the hallway.
“You are not a simple man,” he states.
“Shower?” I ask and he nods his head.
I quickly get the water going, giving it time to heat.
“You are a very complex man, Olly,” Jasper says, taking off his shirt, and my eyes can’t help but linger on his pebbling pierced nipples.
“No, I’m not,” I scoff, getting undressed myself.
“Let’s see. Let me count the ways. You run a successful diner that you walked away from.”
I raise my brow. Not this again.
“Fine, you’re not walking away. I get it. But you’re going after something that’s so unknown. Let’s be real. Most people, ninety-nine percent of people, would never do that. They’d just go about their day-to-day lives. Doing what they feel comfortable with. You’re taking a risk.”
“I am,” I agree. “But… I also still have The Diner to fall back on if the bakery doesn’t work.” I slide back the shower curtain, pulling Jasper with me under the warm spray.
“But that’s the whole point,” Jasper says. “What if it doesn’t work? What if your dream fails? What happens to your dream, then?” Jaspers says frantically and I finally see it. It all clicks into place.
“It will still be my dream. Fuck,” I say softly. “It doesn’t mean I stop trying. It just means it didn’t workthistime.” I cup his cheek. “Jasper, what’syourdream? What are you afraid of losing?”
“Everything,” he whispers.
“Impossible,” I say.
The water cascading down his cheeks and the vulnerability in his eyes have my heart breaking for him.
I grab the back of Jasper’s neck, pulling him closer so our mouths meet. I kiss his lips and he kisses me back with ease. No hesitation, no awkwardness. We’ve hit the point where there’s no going back. There’s no should we or shouldn’t we, it’s just… we are. It’s fucking beautiful.
The kiss turns from sweet and passionate to heated and calculated in a blink of an eye. Jasper moans and I swallow it down greedily. The sound sends a spark of arousal down my spine until it’s deep in my balls, the moan just for me.
I back Jasper up against the shower wall, needing to feel our bodies pressed together. Both our cocks, once soft and tired from a long day, are now thick and hard. The water rains down on us, mixing with slick precum.
“I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get enough of you. That’s why you will never lose me,” I say, leaning back and looking into those deep brown eyes. And he won’t; at least it will never be by my doing.
I close the space between us once again, taking his lips in mine. The shower drowns out the sounds of our moans and labored breaths as our bodies slide together.
Jasper’s hands roam over my body, down my chest, and around my waist, sending my cock into a tailspin. I have never wanted someone’s hands on me as much as I do Jasper’s.
I tip his head back, kissing him deep and slow, meaningful, hoping to convey everything through the simple kiss.
I need him. Iwanthim in my life.
