Chapter Five
Jonah looked up from the computer the next day only when he realised his phone was vibrating – and had been for the last few minutes. He frowned when he saw Ez’s name on the screen.
“Hello?”
“Jonah. Are you well?”
“Yeah, fine.” He hadn’t seen Ez this morning. He’d ended up in Torin’s bed all night, the siren wrapped around him, and then they’d had breakfast together at a café around the corner. It had been… nice, really nice, and part of Jonah wanted to see how far he could push it.
“I wondered if you would be able to meet with me in an hour or so?”
“Sure, I – Are you not here? You could’ve just come upstairs.”
Ez’s laugh was quiet. “I was not sure you would wish me to intrude.”
Jonah snorted. Ez wasn’t wrong, though. He’d locked the door after he’d closed it; he really wanted to work on some of the footage he’d shot of himself, and he was almost done with the first two videos.
“Yeah, you’re right,” Jonah said. “An hour?”
“Yes. Come to my office. I’d like to take a look at what you’ve been working on so far.”
“Sure. See you then.”
Jonah hung up, giving his phone another quizzical look before he shook his head. He grinned as he turned back to his work. They were all so strange, in their own ways, ways which Jonah knew had little to do withwhatthey were.
The hour passed quickly, and Jonah made sure everything was uploaded before he stood and stretched. All the initial promotional videos were finished – the shots of the toys in their individual boxes, the videos where he explained how they worked…
He’d finished, too, the videos where he’d been playing with Damon’s and Finley’s toys. He’d still not recorded anything with Torin’s toy – he knew there’d be people out there who would find it fun to play with, but he needed to find a way to shoot it that made it look sexy, fiddly as it was.
It might be one that was better with a partner, but the thought made Jonah hesitate. When it came to the stuff he uploaded, he’d only ever filmed alone.
Pushing the thought aside, Jonah left his room and made his way down to Ez’s office. The door was slightly ajar, so he pushed it open. Ez was sitting at his desk, reading something on his laptop, but he looked up with a smile when Jonah walked in.
“Sorry for the interruption,” he said. “Torin told me you might not notice the time, so I should just call and hope for the best.”
“It’s fine. You’re the boss, remember?”
Ez smiled, heat flaring in his eyes. Jonah dropped into the seat opposite his desk. “I’ve uploaded what I’ve done so far. We can go through that if that works?”
Ez nodded. He’d already downloaded the videos, and Jonah dragged his chair around the desk so they could go through each one. Ez wasn’t always easy to read, but Jonah thought he seemed satisfied when they were done with the initial promo videos, at least.
“The next two…” Jonah ignored the heat in his cheeks. “The promos and stuff, I figured we’d upload them to your accounts, and I’d cross-post them to mine. These are formyaccounts, though I’ve got to put a disclaimer up about the partnership, of course.”
“Of course,” Ez said and clicked on the first video.
Jonah tried to keep his eyes forward as the video started playing, but he couldn’t stop shooting Ez's tiny looks. Ez didn’t seem to notice. His face was expressionless as it played, and by the time he clicked on the video Jonah had filmed with Rafe’s toy, Jonah’s face was burning.
He’d never had to show anything like this before. Usually, he shot the video by himself, then edited and uploaded it – if anyone disliked it, their comments were usually drowned out by all the people who didn’t.
It felt strangely revealing to sit by and watch Ez watchhim, and even more so when Ez didn’t seem to be affected by it.
But then, why would he be? He was an incubus, after all. He had to have seen more scandalous things than Jonah fucking himself with a toy.
The second video ended, and Jonah sucked in a shaky breath. Ez clicked on a folder of images. “What’s this…?”
He opened the image Rafe had taken of Jonah, fucked out and covered in cum. Rafe had taken some more after they’d played with the toy, and it lay discarded on the bed next to Jonah’s hip. Rafe’s hand was visible in the shot, fingers digging into Jonah’s thigh as he held him open.
Jonah swallowed hard. “I thought… Couples, or whoever, they’ll want the toys, too. With Torin’s, that might even be the best way to sell it. So, we…”
