Emerson checked his phone. “Seems season two is in production as we speak. Cinder.”
“I sensed other seasons might be different fairy tales. Hopefully there will be other alpha-alpha threads in the next one.”
“It would be nice. I’ve never seen guys like us shown positively like that. They’re usually villains—or victims.”Emerson smiled. “Seeing a romantic pair of alphas get a happy ending for once is…”
Dash eyed his mate and noticed a shine to his eyes.
“It’s almost therapeutic in a weird way,” Emerson said.
“If a storyline like this exists, maybe that’s a sign that opinions on men like us might be changing.” Dash hugged his mate. “Maybe we’ll see less pushback than we’re imagining.”
“Hopefully,”Emerson whispered before stealing a kiss. The kiss grew heated and Dash leaned into it, still hungry. Emerson dragged his mouth away too soon. “No more of that.”
Dash frowned.“No more?”
“You’re recovering,” Emerson said. “We’ve already pushed it once tonight.”
“Cock blocker,” Dash growled, hitting Emerson with a throw pillow.
“Promise me one thing.”
“You refuse to fuck me and want me to reward you for that?” Dash asked.
Emerson chuckled. “Wedo nottell my brothers we watched the entire season. If they ask, we watched a little, but it really wasn’t for us.”
“Oh, hell no. We canneveradmit to this,” Dash agreed.
“I don’t need them to know we got off on their fairy tale porn,” Emerson said, trailing a hand absently over Dash’s thigh.
“Don’t call it that. There was a story,” Dash replied.“Someromance. And the cinematography was gorgeous in the outdoor scenes.”
“Cinematography, hmm? It mostly fucking and you know it,” Emerson said, grinning.
“A lotof fucking. Your brothers are clearly horn dogs.”
Emerson squeezed his eyes tight. “Let’s stop bringing them into this or I might not be able to watch another season.”
“Noted,”Dash said with a grin.
Emerson rose, holding out a hand. “Ready for bed?”
Dash slid his hand into Emerson’s. “Can we role play as two spicy lumberjacks? I’ve got some flannel shirts somewhere.”
“No,”Emerson said. “You’re recovering, remember? I probably shouldn’t have let you watch the show as it is.”
“Let me?”Dash asked, lifting a brow.
Emerson winced. “You know what I meant.”
“Just for that, weareroleplaying. I’m going to make you wear little lace panties andI’llbe the big, burly lumberjack.”
Emerson chuckled, pinching his ass. “Fine. I’ll be Snow. You be the Big Bad Lumberjack.Afteryou’re feeling better.”
“Don’t mix up the fairy tales. Big Bad is awolf.Maybe that’ll be a different season,” Dash said with a grin. “Oh! A threesomewith the hunter who tries to save Red who’s an alpha. He and the wolf get into a vicious fight, but it ends up with them hate-fucking while the omega sits back, watching.”
“Maybe you should send the writers a suggestion,” Emerson said, pulling Dash closer for a kiss.
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