“Not that you wouldn't; you just don't usually make it a choice.”
Suddenly, Grayson's hands dropped his shirt and he frowned. “Wait,” he sat back and raised an eyebrow at him, “are you saying you have no choice but to have sex with me, because I'm irresistible and youwantinsanely hot sex? Or are you saying that I don't give you a choice; I just throw insanely hot sex at you and you have to take it?” he asked, with that indignant tone that told him to tread carefully.
Konnor couldn't help but smile. He caught his boyfriend's face in his hands and kissed him deep and hard in appreciation. He was still insecure about their relationship, even after years of knowing each other and being in a very steady, committed relationship. “You complicated, adorable man.” He sighed and smiled as he broke away.
Grayson gave him a look that said he had enjoyed that kiss, which made him inordinately happy.
“I'm saying that you don't offer it up on a platter and make it sound like a bargaining chip at any other time, so this must be important to you.” Konnor rationalised his stupidly spoken words and waited to see what the result would be. He had no idea if Grayson would forgive him for saying what was on his mind without thinking it through first.
His boyfriend hummed and looked him over.
“I'm not getting insanely hot sex now, am I?” he asked, convinced that it would be a no. Grayson could be difficult when he wanted to and Konnor loved every minute of it.
“I'm undecided.” He shrugged, only to smile again and reach for his trousers. “Convince me,” he commanded, in a breathy voice that said he was pretty much ready to surrender.
“I can do that.” Konnor pounced before he could change his mind. He pulled Grayson into a lingering kiss that made his toes curl and set about undressing the boyfriend that he woke up with on a daily basis. And every morning, he couldn't believe Grayson was his.
“I love you. You know that, right?” Konnor asked, breaking their kiss, though he wasn't entirely sure why.
“Yeah.” His boyfriend smiled big and bright, as if he'd never heard anything better.
“And we agreed we'd always be honest with each other…no more secrets?” he clarified.
He was disappointed to see that Grayson's smile faltered and he nodded. “Definitely.”
Konnor finished undressing Grayson as he talked, so that he knew he wasn't going to back out of their plans. “Then tell me something. This secret you're keeping from me; is it going to hurt me? Is that why you refuse to tell me?”
“Konnor.”
“Just…yes or no,” he asked.
“No. To both.”
“Okay then.” He smiled, to let him know it was okay. “But if I'm supposed to find out or if I'm going to discover it anyway, I want you to be the one to break it to me,” he insisted. He trusted Grayson with his life. If he thought it was better that he kept this secret from him, then it had to be pretty important.
“I wouldn't have it any other way.” His boyfriend nodded and smiled again. “And, there's something else.”
“What?” Konnor was disappointed to hear there was another 'secret'.
“I want you to start the insanely hot sex. By yourself,” he whispered, leaning in close enough to kiss him, without letting their lips make contact. “I want to watch you come apart all on your own. Then I'll help tip you over the edge.”
Konnor smiled and cupped both hands around the back of Grayson's neck. Then he drew him in for a kiss, until he could show him just how much he loved him. The first few kisses were gentle as he spread his legs. Then he gave Grayson a gentle push and a nod, watching as his boyfriend moved away to sit at his side of the bed.
This was going to be fun. And he wanted Grayson to have a front row seat to the show.
