The light of his flashlight fell on the scruffy wood walls of a diminutive shack at the end of the very-much-not-really-a-trail we were on.
“Okay.Well, then.”
Were there spiders in there?There would probably be spiders.I coughed.
Puck aimed the flashlight on my face.“Oh, come on.You’re not worried about a little dirt, are you, Oliver?”
“Of course not.”
He looked me up and down.“Oh, good.Because by the time I’m done with you, you’re going to be an absolute mess.”
Suddenly I didn’t care about spiders.That is, I cared about thema lotless.
“Okay.Fuck.”
He grinned.“Come on.”
I followed him to a rickety door that opened with a creak when he pushed on it.
“There’s no lock?”
“Who the hell’s gonna find us out here?”
We stepped inside, onto wood floorboards that complained immediately.
“Nobody else knows about this place?”
“Well…” Puck shook his head.“Adam was the one who mentioned it.He told me how to find it.”
That stopped me short.“Did you tell him what—”
Puck pulled me further into the dank, dark room.
“Yes, exactly.I asked him if he knew of any place I could fuck the shit out of you in private and not under the stars, which was my second choice, honestly.”
I didn’t say anything.I wasn’t sure if he was kidding.He shone the flashlight under his chin, which made him look a little bit scary.
“I didn’t say it in those exact words.And I didn’t reference you at all.I just asked if there was anywhere a ponyboy could go to get his dick sucked other than the crowded bunkhouse or the lake.”
I crossed my arms over my chest and stayed still, not eager to encounter any webs in the darkness.
“Okay.Wow.This place…isn’t half bad.”I tried to sound optimistic.
“Hold on a second.There’s a lantern.”
Puck’s shoes scuffed against the floorboards as he moved forward.
“Wait, have you already been here?”
Puck laughed.He turned and moved, pressing the length of his body against me, and angled the flashlight away.“No, Oliver.I’m only a slut for you, apparently.”
And all I could smell was Puck.All I could feel was Puck.I wrapped my hands around his biceps, keeping him with me, feeling safe when I was near him.
“That makes me happy,” I said, sucking on his neck, nuzzling against him.I just wanted to kiss every part of him.He smelled so good.
“I like to make you happy.”
I chuckled.“Maybe we should light that lantern.If I’m honest I’m a little scared of spiders.”
