“You should join them,” I suggest. “It sounds fun, and you may be hungry later.” I want to ask him what he’s eaten today,ifhe’s eaten an actual meal or if he’s survived the day on energy drinks and protein bars like he so often does, but it’s not my place to interrogate him. And that’s exactly how he’ll take it – food being the one topic that seems to be a no go area of discussion. Oliver looks down at his hand, where he’s scratching it against a spot on his leg, where the hem of his shorts ends.
“Maybe.”
“Think about it, okay? They’re your friends. You deserve to have a little fun.”
“I’m fine. Don’t worry about me.”
The thing is, I do. I worry about the way he alienates himself from everyone but me. I love being the person Oliver trusts enough to be himself with. I hope I’m always that for him, but he could do with more people in his corner.
Oliver adjusts himself on his seat, leaning forward so his elbows are resting on his knees.
“Show me.” He tips his head.
“My costume?” He nods. “Okay. I’m going for sexy policeman. This is the first option. It’s a little more revealing than the other one.” I rise from my bed, crossing the room until I’m standing infront of the mirror, then I turn on the camera so Oliver is looking at my reflection.
“Jesus.” The word passes his lips on a heavy exhale. “You look…fuck, D.”
“You like?” I wiggle my hips, grinning at my costume. I’m dressed in tiny blue shorts, handcuffs attached at the hip, and a black leather harness criss-crossing over my chest and back. There’s a small patch of fabric in front of the harness that sits between my pecs that says ‘police’ in white embroidery. You can clearly see my sunflower tattoo that sits near my ribs, and I’m wearing a silver navel piercing. Something I know he hasn’t seen on me before.
“I’m trying very hard to give you the type of answer afriendshould.” My cock twitches at the growl in his voice and I move closer to the mirror, focusing the camera on my chest and my peaked nipples.
My heart rate picks up in the silence that falls between us.
“You didn’t answer me. Do you like my costume, Oliver?”
When I look at him on the screen, his hand is resting over his groin, his lips pursed.
“I’m going to cross a huge fucking boundary in this friendship, if I’m honest with you right now, D.”
I don’t think I’ve ever wanted to cross a boundary as much as I do in this moment.
Pulse racing, I walk over to my chest of drawers, switch the camera view and lean my phone against a stack of books so that my entire body is visible on the screen, then I slide my free hand over my stomach, my muscles tightening beneath the gentle caress.
“Tell me.” The words come out breathless, barely a whisper, and I’m not sure he hears me. Not until he picks up his phone, bringing it closer to his face. His pupils are blown, his eyes dark with lust.
“I love it. You’re so fucking sexy, I want to do so many things to that perfect body of yours.”
My fingers trace the edge of the waistband, dipping below before sliding up to cup my pec.
“Tell me,” I say again. “What do you want to do to me?”
“Darius.” He blows out a breath. “I’m really trying here.”
I know I put the boundary between us that first day and the day in the kitchen when he tried to kiss me. But things have changed between us, there’s no way he can’t feel it. It’s too powerful to be ignored.
“Do you want me, Oliver?” His tongue makes a pass over his bottom lip.
“Yes.” It’s one simple word, but it changes everything we are.
“Then tell me.”
“I want…I want to wrap my lips around your nipple. Suck on it while your hands grip my hair.”
With my eyes on the camera, I press my nipple between two fingers, a bolt of pleasure zipping down my spine and into my balls. My cock thickens, trapped behind the tight leather of the shorts.
“More.” I moan, increasing the pressure on the now sensitive bud. I release it and glide my hand over to the other side, giving it the same treatment.
“I’d sink my teeth into your collarbone before leaving my mark there – you have no idea how much I want that. Then, I’d kiss my way down your chest and stomach, and play with that piercing with my tongue.”
