It was just on a completely different level now. Physically better, but more intimate, too. Rusty didn’t feel like he’d just gotten off with a random stranger.
He felt more connected to Blake than he ever had. More than he’d ever felt connected toanyone.
“True,” Blake said. “I mean, I’d accumulated a collection of sex toys by then, but you were still my first human being. That means something to me.”
“Means something to me, too,” Rusty said, rolling onto his side to look at Blake. He smiled when he saw him, hair plastered to his forehead, chest still heaving with every breath.
Knowing he’d done that was almost as satisfying as getting off.
He didn’t want to lose this.
For the first time, that thought formed fully and unquestionably in his head.
It wasn’t fair that he didn’t get to keep Blake. Maybe he wouldn’t have been ready to propose yet if they weren’t already married, but…
He hadn’t really wanted to leave last time, and he definitely didn’t want to leave now.
He owed it to Blake to set him free, though. Rusty couldn’t imagine a worse fate than being tied to him permanently. Blake deserved so much better.
“They’re definitely gonna miss us downstairs,” Blake said after a moment. “They must have heard some of that.”
Rusty chuckled. He was absolutely fine with everyone knowing that he’d gone to bed with the prettiest boy in the room.
“It’s a wedding,” Rusty said. “The wholepointis to fuck after.”
Blake laughed, stretching his arms above his head. “I can’t argue with that, but I think there’s meant to be more to it.”
Rusty licked his lips.
He’d promised to love Blake forever. It hadn’t hit him until now that their weddinghadbeen real, that all those things he said had been legally binding.
Of course, no law couldforcehim to love Blake.
He was doing that all by himself.
He loved Blake.
And now he was about to lose him.
The thought made a lump well up in his throat, but he swallowed past it. This had been a nice moment, and he didn’t want to ruin it by opening himself up to a gentle letdown if he told Blake that.
“Should probably see the bride and groom off,” Rusty said.
“Probably,” Blake agreed. “I’ll get up in a minute.”
Pushing the thought that Blake would never feel the same way he did aside, Rusty snorted. “Yeah, yeah. Heard that before.”
“One day it’ll be true,” Blake said.
Rusty wished he could stick around long enough to see that.
