“Think of it as a riddle and mull it over, will you?”
Will sighed.If this wasn’t going to work out, he needed to get lunch started, because that would make him feel marginally useful, at least.
“I need to go.”
“As do I.Like I told you before, Photoshop waits for no man.”
And just like that, Will was right back where he’d started.He was also left with the memory of the kiss, that single kiss he’d shared with Sage the morning after the full moon, right before everything had gone wrong.
Will tossed the phone onto the kitchen table and went upstairs to his bedroom, the one he hadn’t slept in since before the last full moon.
The memory of Sage’s lips parting for him wasn’t sleep inducing.On the contrary, he decided he was going to lose himself in the memory now since the real thing seemed beyond him.
Frustration had made his entire body tight, wound up, and when he used some lotion for lube while touching himself, his body responded easily, readily.He imagined how that morning could have gone, how itshouldhave gone.
He definitely wanted Sage’s kisses, soft and just the tiniest bit bristly on account of the lack of shaving.Sage had tasted good, of smiles and sunshine.Will could imagine licking all over Sage’s chest, along the lines of the raven feather that brushed over his abdomen to hide the appendectomy scar.Will wanted to feel that scar, the texture of it.He found in himself a strange longing to kiss it better, even though he doubted it still hurt.
I’d make him feel good.I’d make him whimper and touch me gently.I’d make him call me sweetcakes again.
Will closed his eyes and shoved his pants down.It was baffling how this just worked.He responded to his own touch easily, from nothing more than the memory of Sage’s scent, almost as if Sage were right there.
“Oh, shit, I’m so sorry.”
“Ah!”Will’s eyes flew open.Sagewasright here, standing in the doorway and looking thoroughly…
“They had to reschedule the job today,” Sage said.He glanced at Will’s crotch, then forced his eyes to meet Will’s.“And I’m so fucking sorry I walked in on you.I was just going to make lunch today, and I wanted to ask what you wanted.”
“You,” Will said before he could stop himself.Inside him, the wolf vibrated with joy.
Sage paused, then nodded.“Can I watch?You looked—”
“Yes.”Will definitely wanted Sage to watch, especially if Sage enjoyed it.“I was thinking about you.”
“I see.I’ll stay right here unless you tell me differently.”
Sage planted both his feet just this side of the threshold.
Will sniffed the air and looked at Sage’s crotch.He definitely liked what he was seeing.That was confidence inspiring.Will shoved his pants down farther, aware he wasn’t revealing anything Sage hadn’t seen before, not after he’d shifted in Sage’s bed.But this was still different.It felt different.
Will stroked himself with his right hand, and Sage watched every little movement.Will was gushing more precum now, spurred on by the fact that Sage was watching him, his desire sweet and heady on the rose-scented air.Something inside of Will craved this.It pushing him to this, to Sage.
The idea of one’s shifted self being separate from one’s non-shifted self wasn’t one Will subscribed to, not in the way some people did.My wolf made me horny, my lion made me want to argue.It was bullshit, a cheap excuse.But Will’s shifted side had sharper, more acute instincts and an easier time trusting them.
Whenever he’d been a wolf in these past four years, Will’s fear had been bottomless, and he had run faster than ever before.His wolf had wanted to get away, and if not for that, Will might never have run to Peter’s house in the middle of the night.
With Sage here, Will’s wolf wanted to stand still and make himself vulnerable, and he could feel that, even now.
He scooted up on the bed so he had an easier time watching Sage watch him.The bulge in Sage’s pants couldn’t have been comfortable, but he made no attempt to do anything about it.
I can’t give him anything else, but maybe this can work.Maybe he’ll like this.
“Will you touch yourself?”Will asked.“If you want.”
“Yeah, I want.I just don’t want to do anything…you know, to freak you out.”
Sage’s voice was rough and strained.It made Will feel good.Powerful.Like what he did had an effect on Sage.It was something.Better than brushing up against the other man or the tentative physical contact here and there.
Will shook his head.“It won’t freak me out.”
