“What?” Seth glanced from Dev to Leaf and back.
Dev cleared his throat. “Leaf suggested that, if you were open to it, we could maybe date each other?” He quickly added, “All three of us.” Then relaxed again.
Seth looked at Dev seriously. “Is it something you’d like to do?” He hadn’t thought of their meetings as dates so far, maybe foolishly, but he could see himself dating Dev. But only if it didn’t upset Leaf in any way, no matter how differently he’d been raised.
“I mean, yeah.” Dev shrugged. “You’re both hot. I might have a thing for older men, although not usually ones as old as my dad, but….” He winked at Seth, ignoring Leaf’s grumbling from his other side.
“And you?” Seth turned so he could look at Leaf. “And yeah, I know you think differently, yada yada. I just want to know if you’re sure. That you’re not humoring me.”
“Why would I be humoring you, when you would never actually come to this conclusion on your own? Something like this is so far off your radar, it could be in outer space. I just saw something—or rather,someone—you wanted, and decided seeing you this happy was the most important thing to me.” Leaf spoke firmly, yet in a gentle tone. “Besides, I’m not opposed to dating someone young and hot in addition to living with another young hottie.” He smirked and leaned in to kiss Seth’s cheek.
“Okay, then,” he said. “We’ll give it a go.”
“Just like that?” Dev looked a little bit incredulous.
“Yes. You test something, and if it doesn’t work, then you find another way to do the same thing. Or you drop it altogether.”
Leaf grinned. “There’s my academic.”
“Oh hush. Go make dinner, will you? I believe I was promised computer games?” Seth raised a brow at Dev, who smiled at him.
“That you were, indeed. This your laptop?” Dev asked, pointing at the one beside him on the coffee table.
“Yes, it should have plenty of battery left too. Do you want to sit at a desk for this?” Seth asked, idly squeezing Leaf’s hand as the man got up and went past them to the kitchen.
“No, this is fine. Let’s see….” Dev went to pick up his own laptop case. He settled on the floor by the coffee table, which seemed even more uncomfortable, but Seth wasn’t one to question other people’s methods in what they enjoyed doing and were good at.
Seth leaned back and allowed himself truly appreciate Dev’s form. Of course, he’d cataloged the finer points: the messy dark hair that seemed to bother Dev enough to warrant a cut but somehow still remained the same; the long, agile fingers in his large hands; the eyes that were full of emotions and seemed to brighten every time Dev was truly enjoying himself. The color was something between honey and whiskey, Seth supposed.
But the best part about Dev’s appearance was his arms. Seth hadn’t asked if Dev lifted weights, but he had to do something, because his arms were spectacular. They weren’t muscular in bodybuilding sense, but his biceps had some definition, and when he looked at his forearms… holy fuck, the veins that were somehow visible every time Dev began enthusiastically explaining something and pushed his sleeves up to his elbows. When Dev got into the zone, he became graceful in his gesturing, his hands helping him convey his message.
And boy, did Seth like the message.
“Aaand are you even listening to me?” Dev asked, raising a brow at him, his gaze filled with amusement.
Seth ducked his head and felt the blush spread on his face. “Busted,” he admitted.
“Can we maybe concentrate for a while?” Dev’s tone held a hefty dose of good humor. “We make out at theendof the date. Isn’t that the rules?”
Seth’s eyes flew wide open as he stared at Dev. “Uh….”
“We’re on a date, Seth. People who date, kiss.” Dev smirked. Then his expression faded into something complicated. “Unless you don’t want to, which is fine too. We can wait. Or never do it. I mean, consent and all is very important. I don’t want you to feel like—”
Seth shut him up by grabbing the front of Dev’s shirt, and pulled him closer, then gave his lips a peck. It might’ve been pretty chaste, but it was still a kiss.
It was Dev’s turn to look a bit stunned. “Oh, okay.” He grinned at Seth slowly.
“So, this game thing?” he reminded Dev, who cleared his throat and licked his lips.
“Right. The gaming thing. I’m installing you this thing called Steam. Basically it’s an app on your computer that works as an online store for games—they have some pretty awesome sales—and it holds your game library, if you ever get one, that is. It’s easiest to use, I think, and I’ve set up an account for you. I got you some games—”
Seth stopped the flow of words by holding his index finger up. “Wait, slow down. Did you buy me games?”
“Uh, yeah. I mean, I wanted them to be ready so all we have to do is download them on your computer.” Dev didn’t seem to understand what the problem might be.
“You used your own money to buy me games?” Seth clarified.
“Well, yeah. I’m courting you, aren’t I?” Dev smirked at him again.
