“I wouldn’t be anywhere else.” Bo smiled down at Rav, running his fingers though his hair. “Did the interview go okay?”
“It could have been worse. I guess we’ll find out tomorrow.”
They spoke in low tones, but Rav moved, blinking his eyes open. “You’re back.”
Harvey squeezed his foot. “Yeah, the interview didn’t take long.”
“I fell asleep.”
“You’ve only been out about ten minutes, Rav, but you obviously needed the rest,” Bo said.
Rav sat up and stretched. “I’m fine. How was the interview?”
“I was just telling Bo that it went okay, but I’m glad it’s over. I’d much rather be hanging with you guys than being quizzed about my life. But hey, it’s all part of the band’s success so I really shouldn’t complain. There’s one more interview scheduled for just before Rocktoberfest but that’s it for the publicity. I think Nigel wants some photos for the socials but other than that, the rest of the time’s our own.”
Rav smiled. “That’s good. So, you don’t have to go out again today?”
“Not if you don’t want to. We could go out and see some more of the city or check out that restaurant and bar Gibbo mentioned. It got an amazing write-up and is winning all kinds of awards. The chef is some kind of celebrity,” Harvey said.
“Or we could stay in and order room service?” Rav suggested as he stood and reached for their hands. “I have it on good authority that the burger and fries are excellent.”
“Oh, do you now?” Bo grinned. It was the exact same meal they’d had the night of their arrival when they were too tired to go anywhere.
“So where are we going then?” Harvey asked as Rav led them across the carpet.
“It’s important to work up an appetite,” Rav teased. “And I have the perfect way to do it.”
A few minutes later, they were in the massive marble bathroom and the huge bath was filled with suds. The fragrance filled the air—lilies according to the little bottle Rav had passed Bo from the vanity. Rav encouraged him to strip down and get in the bath. He peeled off his jeans, T-shirt, and underwear and tossed them towards the door then lowered himself into the warm water. “Oh my God, this is heaven. I don’t think I’ll ever want to get out.”
“Good. It’s been a hard couple of days for all of us. I think some stress relief is in order,” Rav said. He was naked and looked glorious against the white backdrop of the marble. Bo rested his arms along the sides of the bath and watched his men.
As usual, Harvey’s boots took the longest and he was last to take off his pants, but once he was naked and standing beside Rav, the view was stunning. Harvey, so much paler than Rav but with his dark gold chest hair that contrasted beautifully with Rav’s smooth chest; they made a beautiful pair. Both of them sported a semi, as did Bo—so hard not too when he was around these guys without any clothes on.
Instead of getting in the tub, Ravi nudged Harvey towards the low stool in front of the vanity. He picked up the hairbrush and began to brush Harvey’s unruly hair. Harvey closed his eyes and moaned as the brush worked along his scalp and Rav sighed in pleasure. This was a routine that Bo had come to love watching. They both seemed to get so much pleasure from the nightly ritual of hair-brushing. His hand wandered to his cock, and he stroked absently as he watched the special moment.
Once the brushing was over, Rav took a hair-tie and worked some sort of magic to form a rough bun on the top of Harvey’s head then led him to the bath. Harvey lowered himself into the water and leaned over to kiss him. Water splashed to the floor, but Bo ignored it, preferring to wrap his arms around Harvey’s shoulders and open to the kiss.
“Come here, Harvey,” Rav said after a moment.
Harvey pulled away and lifted his gaze to Rav who beckoned him. He moved to the side of the bath and reached up to kiss Rav, putting his arse of full display, bubbles running down the golden mounds. Bo hadn’t fucked Harvey yet and was shaken by the sudden desire to do so. Rav must have gathered what he was thinking because when Bo looked up, Rav winked. He tilted his head to the side where a tube of lube rested next to tiny bottles of shampoo and conditioner.
Water splashed as Bo got to his knees and reached for the tube before pressing himself to Harvey’s side. “Harv, are you up for this?” he asked, sliding his hand down Harvey’s arse, chasing the bubbles there.
Harvey turned to look at him, his bright green eyes darkened with desire. “Always, babe.”
Bo turned his gaze upward and saw desire in Rav’s eyes too. He bent down and kissed Bo before straightening again as Bo turned his attention to the lube. That is, until Rav’s groan had him quickly looking up again to see Harvey swallowing Rav’s cock.Holy shit!Harvey had no gag reflex and had his nose buried in Rav’s groin. It was amazing that Rav managed to stay on his feet, but from the way his hands gripped Harvey’s head, he was doing his best to try to control things.
Bo prepped Harvey as quickly as he could, relieved when Harvey accepted his fingers and began pushing back against him. Thank fuck because the urge to get inside him was immense. He was hot and smooth and tight, and Bo couldn’t wait to feel all that pressure around his dick. He was also thankful they’d had the discussion about sexual health, testing clear and taking all precautions, before agreeing to go bare.
He entered Harvey as slowly as he could, but damn it was hard when all he wanted to do was lose himself in the man he loved while locking eyes with the other one. Water splashed everywhere and their groans echoed around the large bathroom.
It wasn’t until it was all over, and they’d left the mess behind to climb into the king size bed and order room service, that Bo realised just how much he loved both these men. They were his and he’d do whatever he could to look after them, as they did for him.
Chapter Twenty-One
Theatmospherewaselectric—thestrobe lights illuminating the venue with bright bursts of white light giving everything a jerky appearance in time with the pulsing beat of HyperOctane’s performance. Rav lost himself in the music, jumping in time with the bursts, pulled along by the energy of the crowd. He couldn’t hear himself think over the volume of the band and it was just how he wanted it. For a few hours he was carried away by the sheer joy he was witnessing up on stage and all around him.
He’d lost Bo somewhere out back when Parker had dragged him out to a protected spot directly in front of the stage. They’d spent the last hour or so jumping and screaming, first to HyperOctane, then to Blinding Light. He’d been tempted to go see Harvey in the dressing room area when he’d come off stage but decided to stay and enjoy the rest of the show. He tried to tell himself he wasn’t intentionally avoiding Harvey and Bo in public, but he knew that was a lie and swallowed back the nausea caused by the thought. This trip was supposed to be a huge milestone for Harvey and a holiday for the three of them, and instead Rav felt guilty for ruining it for them all. So music and physical exertion was a temporary distraction.
