But now he wanted Linc inside him, to feel him moving. He had to know he mattered enough for Linc to want him like that.
He flipped the button open on the top of Linc’s pants. “I like the idea of you inside me. I actually like it a lot.”
The world tilted. Suddenly, Avery was upside down, slung over Linc’s shoulder. He bounced as they made their way up the hall.
“Hey!” He squirmed. “Put me down. You don’t have to carry me.”
“It’s my job to carry you to safety.” A broad hand settled on Avery’s ass. “Let me do my job, Red.”
Avery sighed and relaxed. He entertained himself by running his hands down Linc’s back and slipping his fingers into the pockets of his jeans, squeezing. Linc walked faster.
He was deposited on his bed, flopping back. Linc stripped him quickly out of the rest of his clothes and briefs that still hung around his ankles, taking his socks with them. Then he pulled his own pants off, but left his boxer briefs on.
“No.” Avery made grabby hands. “Take those off too.”
Linc stretched out next to him, holding his chin in place so they could kiss long and slow. “Trust me. These are staying on for me, not for you.”
“Why?”
“Just a reminder to take my time.”
Avery pouted. “I’m not a kid. I know what to do.”
Linc slid a hand down Avery’s body until he gripped his shaft and stroked him slowly. “Oh, I know. But I’m a bit...primed. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t.” Avery ground against him impatiently.
“Do you have lube?”
Avery widened his eyes. “What for?”
Linc’s mouth dropped open.
Avery couldn’t muffle his laughter at the pained disappointment on his face. “It’s in the drawer over there.”
Linc grabbed Avery’s ankle. They wrestled for a second, but Linc was so much bigger and stronger that his win in their tiny battle was inevitable, and when he did, he flipped Avery onto his stomach to smack his ass. Avery moaned. Spanking wasn’t his kink—or he didn’t think so, not really—but he’d let Linc get a little handsy if he wanted.
The bottle of lube hit the bed with a dull thud. Two condoms landed next to it.
“You just happened to have these too?” Linc said.
Avery twisted so he could scowl over his shoulder. “First, don’t judge me. Maybe I like to be prepared. Condoms aren’t expensive. It’s easy to buy some just in case.”
“And second?” Linc was kissing the soles of his feet. Avery had also never thought of himself as a foot guy either, but the scrape of stubble on the thin skin of his arches made him wonder if maybe he could be.
“And second—” He buried his face in a pillow as he finished the sentence, but the smack on his ass again had him popping back up again, yelping.
“I didn’t hear that.”
He growled, pulling his foot free of Linc’s hand, and curled in on himself. “My aunt bought them for me as a housewarming present.”
During the silence immediately following, Avery visualized Linc running for the door while Avery was left to find all his clothes again. Instead, Linc’s deep laughter filled the bedroom.
“Oh my God.” He stretched out over Avery, stealing another kiss or seven. “Your aunt might be my hero.”
Their cocks were pressed against each other, and Avery entertained himself by flexing, rubbing them together, separated only by the thin cotton. He loved the contrasts in their bodies. Avery had always been self-conscious about his appearance. The red hair and freckles, the skinny frame that never put on bulk no matter what he did. But Linc didn’t seem to mind. He explored every inch. Except the inches that mattered most.
“You’re hesitating,” Avery said. Linc was busy sucking marks along the inside of Avery’s thigh. He already couldn’t wait to look at them in the morning and remember the sight of Linc’s head between his legs. But he still needed more. He jostled Linc’s shoulder with his knee and received a glare in return.
