Leland tilts his head back and kisses me before settling in to watch the movie. I wrap my arms around him, and he scoots down a bit so his head can lie against my shoulder.
“I thought about leaving… on my own,” Leland admits.
“I’m… not surprised. I know it’s hard for you to bring the rest of us, knowing we could get hurt. But we really do work better together.”
“Tavish the Terrible talked me out of it,” he says.
“I should probably thank him for that.”
“Please don’t. He already has too big of an ego. Imagine if you started thanking him on top of it? We’d never survive.”
“Strangely enough, I think we would.”
He’s quiet for a while, eyes on the TV, before he scoots back, his ass rubbing over my dick. Yes, I did pin him here, but I didn’t think about him torturing me along the way.
I squeeze Leland a bit tighter as I watch drama unfold in the movie that’s currently on. Instead of using any form of communication, the woman is keeping it all hidden and in return is creating far more drama than I can stomach.
“If she just told them what’s going on, the whole thing would be fixed!” Leland snaps.
“It’s weird, I feel like I know someone like that.”
“Oh, if I could fix everything by telling you something, I’d do it. Jackson, I am a phenomenal truth teller.”
“Says the man who was going to run off to save the world alone. Maybe I want to save the world with you.” It’s strange how often I have to remind him of this.
“We’ll think about that,” he says as I feel his finger tug the waistband of my underwear, which is all I’m wearing. He draws it down until it’s tight under my cock, still facing away like he plans to continue watching TV through all of this. Then his finger journeys down my length, waking it up with ease while he sits right above it so my cock is between his thighs.
“This will not distract me,” I warn him.
“Distract you from what?” he asks as he closes his thighs lightly around my erection. I can feel his dick through his underwear, and when he shifts a little, the fabric rubs against my cock.
“You know exactly what I’m talking about.”
“Jackson, I don’t know what you’re talking about in the slightest. I’m doing everything I can to figure it out, but alas… must I suffer this unknowing life?”
“Don’t you?” I ask. “I need to lock the door.”
“I already did. I planned to seduce you into getting my way a long time ago.”
“Of course you did,” I say with a sigh. “And you literally just admitted that you know what I’m talking about! I don’t wantyou running off on your own or not telling me if you’re doing something that could be risky.”
Leland nods like he’s listening, but he seems to be focused on the lube that he’s picked up. My fingers trail down his back that’s in front of me and I find myself wanting to touch him, stroke him, and hold him.
“Where’d that come from?” I ask, feeling him shift under the blankets a moment before his underwear comes flying out and lands on my head. I pull them off as I feel my bare cock rub against his ass.
“It was here all along.”
I raise an eyebrow while I think about that. “There’s no way the lube was sitting on the bed and I didn’t notice.”
“I’m positive it was. Sitting right here, all alone, calling for you. Like ‘Please, squeeze me over a thick cock… squeeze me harder.’”
“I’m… kind of creeped out,” I comment as he squeezes some lube into his hand before it disappears under the covers. I feel it drip onto my cock when he shifts up a bit. Realizing that the blanket is definitely in my way, I pull it off while I kiss his neck.
“I love you,” I say.
“I love you too, husband.”
My eyes trail down his body as I realize that his fingers are inside of him. My hand snakes around his side and my fingers travel up to his chest. He shivers under my touch and murmurs something under his breath while my hands explore.
