Page 48 of Glow

“I wish it was the weekend,” Prin said.

Just the sound of his voice and calm was restored.

“God, me too,” Scott replied. “Work is going to be a bitch. Totally worth it, mind you.”

“Well you slept over. I must have done something right.”

He stroked Prin’s arm. Scott had more than demonstrated his attraction to Prin. Yet, other than sex, he sensed hesitation had returned. It pained Scott that Prin would consider himself unworthy.

Scott vowed to rid Prin of every trace of that. Mind you, judging by the way he’d thrown his inhibitions off the previous night, most of the work might already be done.

“You did everything right,” Scott said. “Look at me. I’m awake early. Believe me, that never happens.”

Content, he kissed Prin’s hand.

“Fancy making out until the alarm goes?” Prin asked.

Scott spun round and faced him. “Too fucking right, I do.”

Sadly, the time eventually came when they had to extract themselves and get their clothes on. Scott was searching for a sock under Prin’s sofa while Prin had jumped in the shower. It had been a while since he’d had an unscheduled sleepover on a work night. He’d already texted Eddie to get him clean underwear but he’d have to go to work in something.

His fingers caught on a hard object. Frowning, he peered underneath. To his surprise there was a leather paddle. Next to it a crop. And next to that a collar. Scott gulped. He grabbed his sock and sat back.

“Everything okay?”

Prin stood in the doorway wrapped in a towel.

Scott stood and held his sock up. “I’d lost this bad boy.”

They both went into the bedroom. Prin let the towel drop. Scott grabbed him by the waist and drew him close.

“I really enjoyed last night,” Scott said, placing a kiss on Prin’s neck. A place he’d soon learnt to be one of his pressure points.

Prin squirmed out of his grasp. “Good,” he said. “I’m going to resist you or we’ll be late for work.”

Scott flicked him with his sock. “And that would never do.”

They dressed in silence. Scott couldn’t get those items under the sofa out of his head. It wasn’t that he was a prude. That would be an occupational hazard working at Pleasure Seekers. He’d never gone in for all that.

What he didn’t want was this experience ending on a weird note. He had very much enjoyed Prin’s company as well as his body. They would absolutely be parting as lovers with no uncertainty. Scott didn’t hold any and he hoped to God Prin didn’t.

Once they were ready, he turned to Prin. “Are we going to the office together?”

Prin looked startled. “Oh not yet,” he said.

“Fine,” Scott said. “I’ll grab a coffee somewhere when we’re nearby. I quite like having a secret affair. It makes me feel sexy.”

He kissed Prin. It would be the last one. Until the next time. However, Scott was determined to make it count. He rested his arm in the small of Prin’s back and held his head with the other.

That was until Prin wriggled free. “Another time?”

“You bet. I haven’t even scratched the surface of all the things I want to do to you.”

What is happening? I’m never this corny.

“Ignore that,” he said, hurriedly. “My chat gets better.”

“Oh, I’ve seen that. Many times.”