Page 22 of For Life
“You silly man,” Ant chuckled, “You didn’t take advantage of anything I wasn’t offering. Though I appreciate you recognizing that consent for one thing isn’t a blanket permission. We cuddled. We slept. I wake up early and want to cook out of habit.”
“So you didn’t mind my boner?”
That had Ant outright laughing and sitting down at the table. I did the same at the place they had set for me, and saw Ant had turned cheap ramen into a full meal. It looked like meat and eggs plus herbs had been added. It smelled divine.
“I liked your boner and had one of my own,” Ant winked at me and gestured for me to try the food. Wanting the distraction, I took up the spoon instead of the chopsticks to taste the broth, and I had no clue what Ant had found to make it so good. “What concerned me was that I might start humping your leg.”
The second sip of broth I’d taken came right out of my mouth, just like my drink the night before. Ant was bound and determined to fuck with me. The mental image was hot, though.
“You would be welcome to,” I laughed before sobering and wiping my face off. “But we’re both tops in the bedroom, and we haven’t discussed what that means for us.”
“Well, I know how to bottom from Cielo, I just haven’t done it yet,” Ant slurped noodles off his chopsticks before continuing. “You want to try it first?”
The long night of nothing but frustration over my attraction to Ant loomed ahead of us. I wanted Ant, any way I could get them. Even if it was my own ass on the line.
“Yeah, okay. Let’s do it.”
Chapter fourteen
ANT
“LET’SDOIT?”Maxx’seasy acceptance of my offhand proposition caught me off guard. “You do know that I mean your ass and my dick, right?”
“I got that from context, yes.”
Spending all day alone, I’d had time to think. I only went outside to look for edible plants, but I’d seen Maxx among the trees, sulking and keeping a lookout. I wanted him, he wanted me, we should totally be having sex. The idea of being the one to fuck Maxx before I let him fuck me had been one planted in my head by Shepherd. Once, when we were discussing kink and sex roles, they had told me that every good Dom, Top, or Daddy should try things on the other side of the slash, to see how they feel. And that they just might like it.
It had worked with Maxx at the club when he’d played as the submissive for me. We’d both liked it more than as a tutorial. We were clearly both into switching, though I still wanted to be the prey. Turning the idea of bottoming around on him again had seemed simple, but his reply had been different than I expected.
“So you’re okay with bottoming for the first time, here, with me?”
Maxx chuckled and moved to the chair beside me. “Tiger, I think I’m into anything with you. And you’ve shown me how to negotiate and safe-word. We can try, and I might hate it, but at least I tried.
He shrugged like it wasn’t a big deal. Maybe to the experienced officer it wasn’t. I knew kink, but Maxx had five more years on me to figure life out.
“Alright. Let’s eat and talk now, and avoid the awkward bedtime routine tonight.” Maxx moved his bowl to where he sat beside me, only an inch between our thighs. “This is delicious by the way.”
After taking a beat I thanked him, and we launched straight in.
“Condoms?”
“I’ve always used them, and always planned to until I had one partner.”
“Okay, same for me. But do we have any?”
“I think I have some.” Feeling the warmth on my cheeks, I ducked my head and focused on eating.
“That’s good,” Maxx let my blushing go. “I’m on PrEP. You?”
Nodding, I was glad I’d brought my meds and hadn’t forgotten to take them. I thought about whether I could get the condoms out of my accidentally packed kink bag without Maxx noticing.
“Lube?”
That made a giggle slip out, “I might have that too.”
“Well aren’t you the little boy scout?”
“I was a Boy Scout for six years.”