“Don’t you have someplace to be? Literally anywhere else but here?”
“I’m getting there.” He snatched a bit of dried fruit from my pile of trail mix and popped it into his mouth. “Just craving a little snack. But you know all about tasty little snacks, don’t you, Cipher?”
I glared at him and continued going about my business. Kitten came down a little while later, walking like a penguin.
“How’s it going, short stack?” Macon asked and held out his hand for a fist-bump. “Why you walking so funny?”
“My butthole’s a little tender. I bottomed for the first time last night,” he said with a smile. My face was suddenly aflame, but I couldn’t help but shake my head at his utter lack of filter.
Macon hooted and held out his hand for a high-five, which Kitten happily returned. I narrowed my eyes at my oversharing boyfriend who only shrugged and said, “What? He was going to find out about it eventually.”
“See, that’s what I’m talking about,” Macon crowed. “No secrets between besties. You can tell me all about it later, my good man.”
I hooked my arm around Kitten’s neck and led him toward the front door. “TMI, sweetness,” I said to him as we exited the house.
“I’m not ashamed to be having sex with you. Are you?”
“No, but whatever you tell Macon, he’s going to bust my balls about. He’s a gossip and a colossal pain in my ass.”
“But he gives good advice,” Kitten argued.
“Sometimes. Anyway, how are you doing… back there?”
“Still a little sore. I might ask Marion for some cream. I want to heal quickly so we can do it again.”
I swallowed at the prospect and considered the conversation he’d soon be having with Marion. “You two are pretty tight, huh?”
“She knows a lot about human sexuality. She said I can ask her anything.”
“That’s… good.”
“Does it bother you?” Kitten asked.
“I trust her to keep things confidential and give you accurate information. Unlike some people.”
Kitten nodded. “I’ll try to be more thoughtful about what I share.”
“It’s not that I don’t want you to be able to talk to someone. It’s just… personal. And if I’m not giving it to you the way you want it, I’d rather you tell me.”
“I came so hard last night,” Kitten said with a grin.
“Yeah you did. Your eyes went like this.” I looked at him cross-eyed.
He shoved me playfully. “Did not.”
“Might have. How would you know?”
“You said my butthole was pretty,” he said smugly.
“No lies detected. Can’t wait to see him again.”
“I’m glad it was you,” Kitten said with sincerity and squeezed my hand.
“Me too.” Just the thought of anyone else laying hands on him made me want to commit homicide.
“What’s that look for?” he asked, watching me closely.
“I was just thinking about someone else trying to do that with you.”
