“Uh oh.” I set my cock creature on the desk and drop to the floor with him. “What happened?”
Cash glances at the door. “Okay, so for the past few weeks, Onyx has been sneaking into my room. Innocently. He saw my light on when he got up in the middle of the night and said that when I didn’t answer, he thought I fell asleep with it on, so he was going to turn it off for me.”
“That’s sweet!”
Cash grins. “Yeah. It is. I wasn’t asleep. I had my headphones on, listening to music. He ended up coming in, and we just… hung out for a few hours. Talked. Whatever.”
“Whatever. I think you need to expand on whatever,” I say.
His grin widens. “Every night that first week, he snuck into my room after Ben fell asleep. And then all of last week, whenever he was spending the night. And he started flirting with me. Then this week, he’s been in my room most nights.”
Cash grabs my hands, his excitement shining through his eyes like stars. “He kissed me last night.”
“Oh my god.”
“Right?!”
“How was it? Tell me everything.”
Cash sighs. “It was… amazing. He has this, like, Daddy vibe to him, you know? Like control, and spankings, and comfort. I don’t know.”
My smile is so wide, my cheeks hurt. “But how was the kiss?”
He rolls his eyes. “You know I have, like, nothing to compare it to. But if I had been standing, I’d have been on my knees. It was as if I could feel his kiss throughout his entire body. The way he used his tongue. How he gripped my chin, keeping my face where he wanted me.” Cash sighs.
“You left out the part where you’ve been crushing on him.”
Cash huffs. “Crushing on Onyx wasn’t going anywhere,” he says, frowning. “I swear, my brother has known I’ve been crushing on him for ages. I think that only adds to why he hates me. I have no right crushing on his best friend.”
“Ben is a loser,” I mutter.
He reaches under his bed and pulls out a food container. Inside are silicone resealable bags. The kind of snack bags that are reusable and dishwasher safe. He has a whole variety of snacks and offers me one of the bags.
I gladly take it, opening it to find crackers.
“I guess I never told you because it wasn’t going to bereal, you know?”
Absolutely. I understand that on a deep, personal level.
“I…” He sighs heavily. “These last few weeks kind of felt like a dream and I’ve been so tired since I’m up all night with him that maybe part of me thought I really was dreaming, you know?”
“Okay, explain the other night at the bar. You and those three guys.”
Cash gives me a mischievous grin. “I had an idea that he was kinda trying not to flirt with me, and yet he kept coming back to my room. So I thought I’d show him he’s not my only option. Just to see what he’d do.”
“What did he do?”
“Oh my god, Lie. He told me that all dirty guys like that wanted was my, and I quote, ‘sweet, little body.’”
We both make a squeaky sound.
“I mean, that was kind of the point, wasn’t it?”
“Obviously. I knew that immediately.”
“What do you talk about for hours?”
Cash sighs dreamily. I almost roll my eyes. “Everything. Well, everything except why he comes to my room. Or Ben and stuff like that. I keep wanting to ask him if he’s straight like Ben insists, but I guess maybe I’m afraid of the answer.”
