Page 277 of For the Fans

“This is the story of us,” I whisper, playing with his hair.

He turns his face to blink at me. “Everything we did…”

“For me and you, beautiful.” I grin, kissing him softly.

He groans into my mouth, hungrily advancing like he wants so much more. But he stops himself, long enough to finish looking at his gift. The last page has a picture of me getting a tattoo… and his face whips in my direction.

I laugh, lifting my shirt over my head. Sitting right above my heart is the ink I just got this morning. His name in script, and underneath it, it saysAlways only mine.

He looks amazed as he murmurs, “Can… Can I… kiss it?”

Tugging my lip between my teeth, I give him a little nod and he drops his lips to it, placing a soft kiss on his name. He grins up at me. “It takes like Vaseline.”

I laugh out loud. “That’s Aquaphor. I just got it today.”

He chuckles, closing the book and moving it off to the side. Then he crawls over me until I recline beneath him. “I’m gonna need that orgasm now, angel.”

“Mmm… we’ll have to make it quick. And quiet.”

“I can do one of those.” He grins, and I hum a laugh, gripping his ass.

He’s rubbing our hardening cocks together through our pants when he peers right, frowning. “Does the damn cat always have to be on the bed when I’m trying to get slutty?”

I snort. “How about we take this party to the bathroom? I’ll bend you over and make you tremble…”

“Mm… sounds like a party.”

Twenty minutes later, we both come back downstairs, chafed, disheveled, and flushed, smiling like two fools in love, which is exactly what we are.

The party is amazing, and when Kyran blows out the candles on his donut cake, he narrows his gaze at me.

“You didn’t spit on the cake, did you?” He smirks, teasingly.

“You bet your sweet ass I did.” I wink.

The cake is being served, and we’re all sitting together in the living room, our tight-knit little group of jocks, weirdos…family. We managed to form this friendship, despite our differences, just like me and Kyran.

I love these people. No matter what happens in the future, distance or not, they’ll always be my crew.

Everywhere we’re together is a party we’re making better.

“So, Avi… any interest in becoming the Eagle here in Philly?” Theo asks with a smile.

Kyran and I peek at each other, grinning.

“The guy who took over as Baldwin after you left is sonotfunny,” Guty grumbles, and I laugh. “He doesn’t even Moonwalk!”

Kyran takes my hand and kisses it. “Sorry, guys. I stole Baldwin and brought him with me.”

Grasping his face, I press a slow kiss on his lips, humming, “I love you forever, my baby.”

“I love you forever, backwardz angel.” He grins.

“Get a room!” Frankie hollers.

“No no…” Zeb chuckles. “They already did that.”

Kyran smiles at me, biting his lip. “For the fans?”

My forehead drops to his and I whisper, “For the fans.”

Forus.

The End…