TeenDad2: but anyway, he made a fire in the fireplace and we snuggled under a blanket on this amazing recliner sofa thing together while he read to me from a book and then, before bed, we went and stood outside and watched the stars for a while. It was honestly the best thing ever
KnotMyProblem: I guess that’s fine
Gwynning: You’ve given me an idea…
KnotMyProblem: @Gwynning, don’t tell me—Single Dad Cuddle Group and Book Club in Fiji
KnotMyProblem: We can look meaningfully into each other’s eyes and talk about all our emotions and shit
KnotMyProblem: And then, when you sentimental fuckers aren’t looking… what’s that in Knot’s pocket? Is he just happy to see us? No, bitch, it’s glitter, and I’m dumping it all over your head.
LoveHarley: LOL
TeenDad2: Harley!!!
LoveHarley: Do I ever know when to step into a conversation
Jayne scrolled through the rest of the messages, focusing primarily on what Harlow had to say. Simon hadn’t been gone long, but reading about how he was doing through the small snippets Harlow divulged put Jayne at ease. It hadn’t been easy to let his brother go, but it had been right, and as long as Harlow continued to love him, Jayne would do whatever he could to make sure they could stay together.
While he scrolled, he kept an ear open for signs that Bo or Penelope had woken up. Jayne didn’t know how long Caleb and Everett would be, but if need be, he’d jump in and babysit for them while they tore each other’s clothes off. The thought made Jayne roll his eyes, but it also made him smile. There were worse things in the world than being in love, he rationalized. It was nice to see that not everyone was in possession of a calcified heart.
By the time Jayne arrived at the newest message in the Single Dad chat history, the conversation had tapered out. There was no better time to start some mischief. If nothing else, it would help lift Jayne’s mood. Before long Shep and Parker would be on their way back home, and when they returned, Jayne would need to be their rock.
No more tears.
GlitterDoctor: Where are you gentlemen? I’m bored. Entertain me.
KnotMyProblem: What kind of entertainment are you looking for? ;) We could get up to all kinds of knotty-ness together
xVerity: Dear lord. Knot, please never say that to another Single Dad ever again.
xVerity: I’m pretty sure my knot just inverted.
KnotMyProblem: It was just intimidated by how huge I am
TeenDad2: Wait, an inverted knot? Like, it’s sucking in instead of expanding out?
KnotMyProblem: Pitted for his pleasure. Clench, baby, clench. Work that hole.
TeenDad2 sent a vomiting emoji. Jayne grinned. This was exactly the kind of quality entertainment he’d been looking for.
LoveHarley: omg you guys im dying
LoveHarley: would it have stability issues? Like you pop your knot and then it gets too narrow at the base and the rest of your dick just keels over?
Gwynning: I cannot believe we’re discussing the viability of inverse knots
Gwynning: Glit, I hope you’re happy.
GlitterDoctor: Very
Wood scraped against wood from within the bedroom. Jayne glanced in its direction, then decided he was better off not knowing. Either Caleb and Everett were getting up to some kinky shit in there, or someone was opening a dresser. Either way, Jayne didn’t want to linger on the thought too long—both scenarios involved not just naked men, but unfairly handsome naked men who were likely up to some kind of sexy times. It was too depressing to compare their station in life to Jayne’s.
Jayne had just begun to type when the bedroom door opened, and out stumbled a pink-cheeked Everett. Caleb, who seemed to have pushed him from behind, grinned at him lecherously.
Yup, sexy times confirmed.
Jayne wrinkled his nose and looked away.
