“Yukio, I need to jerk off,” he said, breath hitching. He tried to tug his hands free from mine.
“No, you need to let me take care of you.” I kissed him and kept going.
Micah clenched around me, then turned away so he could yell, and I didn’t stop as his cum coated my abs. I loved each hot spray against my skin, and I stared at the pleasure written on his face as his hole squeezed harder around my dick.
He opened his eyes and looked at me like I was one of the gods he talked about, and that did it—I buried my dick deep inside him and my orgasm punched me hard. I felt dizzy as ecstasy rolled through me, and I shook while I rutted deeper and pumped my cum into his ass. I’d never left my jizz in another man. Something fucking magical had just occurred. I cupped the back of his neck and kissed him as I thrust my hips a few more times, putting every drop of my cum directly in him.
“I’m inside you. When I pull out, I’ll still be there.” I kissed his cheek and loved the tang of salt on his skin from the tears that had leaked out of the corners of his eyes.
He smiled and hummed.
After a while he tightened his thighs around my middle, and I rubbed them. His long legs were so delicious. I wanted to spend hours kissing them, then burying my face between them.
“Do you really love me?” he asked, and it was the first time I’d ever heard him sound drunk. His smile made me want to give him anything to keep it on his face.
“I wouldn’t have said it if I didn’t.” I kissed his chin, then his lips. I never wanted to stop.
He began to chuckle, and I leaned away.
“My back,” he said with a shrug. “The floor is hard.”
“Oh, let me help.” Pulling free of him was hell. I wanted to stay in his body forever. After I was out, I helped him get up on his knees so that he was facing me, and then I hugged him and rubbed his back while he leaned on me and held me tight. I kissed his neck. “Is that better?”
“Mm,” he said, and I grinned because he sounded sleepy.
An annoying vibrating from my hoodie pocket had me sighing. I’d forgotten that we’d told people we were meeting them out.
“Will you be mad if we blow off Milo and his family tonight?”
Micah shook his head. “No, but it would be rude not to let them know. They might worry.”
“Good point,” I said, then kissed his cheek again. I loved the way his face pinked up any time I did that.
He laughed as I growled while crawling toward my hoodie, and I tugged my phone out. I was stunned and almost didn’t answer as Mom’s name popped up on the screen, but I’d been ignoring her calls ever since I didn’t go home for Thanksgiving, so with a sigh, I answered.
“Hello? Mom?” My little brother was crying about something in the background, but it didn’t take much to set him off on a good day and almost anything could do it on a bad one. “What’s wrong with Asuka?”
She sighed. “He doesn’t travel well. You’re not home.”
I blinked at Micah, and he cocked his head.
“I know,” I said.
“Well, we’re here.” She laughed. “Surprise! We missed you!”
Someone chuckled in the background, and I could hear Dad saying something, and then Asuka was shouting about an airplane loud enough for me to hear him.
“Wait. You’re in New Gothenburg? Why are you here?”
She huffed. “You didn’t come home for Thanksgiving! And you weren’t telling me much about school, like you usually do. You didn’t send me any clips of your band. You missed family time. That isn’t you. We thought if school was so rough, we would come here. I want to take you to dinner,” she said brightly.
“I just had a game. I need to shower, and then I can meet you wherever you want.”
“Okay!” Her happy tone made me smile, despite my growing alarm. “Your dad loves to pick restaurants. I’ll tell him to start checking reviews. Bye, I’ll message you his choice! Hurry!” She hung up before I could get a chance to say anything about Micah. I stared at him.
“What?” he asked.
I tossed my phone onto my bag and hopped to my feet, then held out my hand to him. “Come on. I have some people I want you to meet.”
