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Chapter Seventeen

Remi

It was way easier than I thought to drop out, and with Juno’s slate I could pay off every debt I had without worry. Not that I actually cared that much, but I also wanted to be a decent human and do things right.

Earl had been pleased to see me, and after telling him I was leaving the country, he beamed with excitement and hoped we would be happy wherever we ended up. He’d been a good boss, and I did feel guilty over quitting so abruptly, but he had news himself. Darcy’s bakery and his coffee shop would become one shop next year, making it the best place to grab both coffee and cakes in the mornings and afternoons. He still hadn’t said if Darcy and him were a thing or not, but it proved they were at least friends.

Juno and I sat outside my favorite café and waited for Jason to arrive. I’d texted him if he could meet up and luckily, he could. We weren’t hungry, but figured some dessert was due.

“What about we get a slice of cake each and share it?” Juno said, looking over the menu. We were struggling with deciding what to get and since we both wanted something sweet and something savory it was hard to pick just one.

“Deal.” I grinned, leaning over the table to kiss him.

“Oh my,” Jason’s scandalized voice was filled with humor as he sat down and joined us. “Is whatever you’re having on the menu?” he asked, grinning when it caused Juno to blush.

“Sorry to disappoint,” I replied, grinning too. “Jason, this is Juno, my boyfriend. And this is Jason, my friend.”

They shook hands and after ordering, Juno’s blush had faded away. “I wanted to see you before I left,” I said, keeping up with the story me and Juno had come up with.

“You’re leaving?” he sounded upset about that, which made me feel guilty for not wanting to visit again. But friends grew apart all the time. He would be fine without me here.

“We are,” I replied, taking Juno’s hand in mine. “We both got accepted to join a special research project in Klumven. We won’t be able to use the internet while there and we’re planning on staying a few years.” It was the easiest story we could make up. Klumven was a deserted country with lots of rural ground where people lived off the grid, making it perfect for our cover.

“Shit, man. I’m really gonna miss you.” I could feel how sincere he was, which only added to the guilt.

“I wished there was a way we could keep in contact, but I need to do this for me.”

“I get that,” he smiled. “I would gladly spend years in the wilderness if I could catch a hottie like yours.” He winked, causing Juno to blush again. I loved it when his cheeks got all pink and adorable.

“I promise to text or call you if I ever get the chance,” I said, meaning every word. Maybe we would visit in a couple of years, and if we did Jason would be the first to know.

“I appreciate that,” Jason smiled. “Hey, did you hear about Hayley and Wren?”

I shook my head. The last thing I heard was that they were seeing each other and then I saw them looking very much in love on my way to find Juno.

“Apparently, and this is just rumors, but she’s told Wren that you claimed to be asexual, but she now knows you are just gay, and that was why you didn’t work out. He’d been surprised and said he had no idea and when she told him you likely wanted it to be a secret, he got weirdly defensive over it, stating he didn’t like that she was telling your personal stuff to others if you’d shared it with her in private. She was telling it at a party with at least eight people listening in.” I felt rather hurt by it. I might be leaving in a week, but it still felt personal that all these people now knew, even if I sort of understood why she needed to clarify that it had nothing to do with her that we broke up. “She and Wren haven’t been seen together since.”

We’d just seen her a few hours ago, and she’d seemed fine. When I’d explained what being gay meant to Juno, he’d gotten upset with how she’d stated my sexuality, even if something like that didn’t exist in his world. I truly loved that man.

If Wren and Hayley didn’t work out, I hoped she would soon find someone else. She wasn’t perfect and I’d felt hurt every time my ideas had been made into jokes for her and my parents, but she still didn’t deserve to be without love in her life. I couldn’t be her perfect partner, and I knew she hadn’t been happy with me, but someone else could maybe get her full support if she felt loved enough.

“I hope they can work it out,” I replied, shrugging. “I get why she needed to tell Wren. Maybe she feared he wouldn’t be into her too, like a fear I’d caused her for future partners unknowingly.” I looked down at my lap feeling somewhat guilty.

“Hey,” Jason said, causing me to look at his serious expression. “She’s her own person. If she told him because she was drunk that’s still not okay. She could’ve told him in private.” I had to agree, but I found myself wanting to clarify one thing to Jason before I left, mostly for my sake.

“I thought I was ace until I met Juno,” I admitted. “I don’t feel right labeling myself as ace anymore, it feels like I’m not respecting those who are ace if I did that.”

“Man, you can label yourself whatever you want to. No one can claim to know how you feel inside. So, you find Juno attractive? Good for you. That doesn’t mean you can’t still be asexual.” I loved how confident Jason was about sexuality, but then again, he’d come out as soon as he saw the exchange student, who I still didn’t know the name of.

“Thank you,” I said, grateful we had this time to say goodbye.

Our cakes came out then and we chatted about school and what Jason was up to. It felt nice being able to say goodbye like this.

I was lounging on the hotel bed while Juno flipped through the channels, desperate to find some reality TV while we were still in this world.

“Most of it is based on either rich people or young people who get drunk and party a lot.” I laughed at Juno’s frown. How had I never realized that?

“You’re right. Maybe we can watch a fantasy movie with magic instead?” We found an old favorite of mine and snuggled up together on the bed. I’d been practicing my magic with Juno for a few hours when we’d gotten the privacy of the hotel room, and now I was feeling a little bold.

We lay with our clothes on, but since we’d focused on training glamour since Juno found that to be the most important skill while we were here, I decided to test something out. I imagined myself completely naked except a black see-through jockstrap, then I used my magic to make the illusion appear on my body. I dared a peek at myself and grinned when I saw it had worked. I looked damn good in it too.

A rush of excitement came from Juno and I had to bite my lip as he gaped, looking down my body.

“Baby,” he whispered, sitting up to really get a good look. “Where can we buy those?”

I laughed. “We can go shopping if you want.”

“I want.” He wasn’t taking his eyes off me and I felt so powerful in that moment. We were definitely going shopping. If sexy lingerie wasn’t normal in Juno’s world, we needed to make it normal. I wanted to see him wear sexy stuff too.

“I wish I could touch the fabric,” he pouted and touched my covered dick. All he could feel were my jeans.

“Just the fabric?” I teased, watching his eyes narrow into slits.

“You wanna be teased too?” I didn’t get to reply before Juno wore the exact same outfit as me, just a tad more see-through. Fucking tease .

“God, I love you,” I said, tackling him onto the bed.

We were laughing, kissing and trying to remove each other’s clothes. The glamour was removed to make it easier, not exactly a fun challenge removing clothes you couldn’t see.

“What do you want to do to me?” Juno wiggled his eyebrows suggestively as we got rid of our boxers.

Everything.

Except.

“I was actually wondering if you wouldn’t mind fucking me again?” I didn’t want to bring up my past experiences but I didn’t know how else I was going to tell him how much I preferred not doing the fucking.

“I would love to.” He grinned, pushing me down and leaning over me, he started trailing kisses down my neck, towards my nipples, and then down, down.

“Fuck,” I moaned when his lips found my dick. It was sloppy, awkward, and oh so perfect .

I would tell him after that I preferred if he topped. Maybe I would change my mind someday, but if he was okay with doing the fucking, I would be very pleased.

“Oh!” I exclaimed, bucking my hips. That I had not expected.

“You don’t like it?” Juno asked worriedly.

“I love it,” I admitted, falling back on the bed and spreading my legs even further, urging him to keep going. Another lick to my rim and I was getting goosebumps. This time Juno seemed more confident as he licked around my entrance, and just as I was getting used to the caress of his tongue, he pushed inside.

I would’ve lifted off the bed if he hadn’t held me down with his hand, keeping me in place while he ate me out.

“I’m gonna come if you don’t stop,” I warned, knowing I was dangerously close. He looked at me, a satisfied gleam in his eyes as he kept licking, not tearing his eyes away from mine. I wasn’t able to look away as I came with only his tongue inside of me. My dick was confused as it came untouched, painting my belly with my release. I was soaring, falling back on the pillows without realizing it. Would everything with Juno always be mind-blowingly good? God, I hoped so.

“Hey, handsome.” Juno grinned, self-satisfied and smug as he leaned over my wrung-out body. “Do you mind if I add to your painting?”

I shook my head, not knowing what he meant but also not going to deny him anything. He straddled my lap, gazing down at my body as he took himself in hand and started stroking his cock. I couldn’t look away. He was beautiful, pleasuring himself on top of my satiated body, looking at me like I was the sexiest thing in our worlds. I felt so treasured in that moment. I wanted to be the one giving him pleasure, to reciprocate, but he was too stunning to disturb. The way his muscles moved, the way he played with his tip.

“I can’t believe you’re mine,” I said, awe filling my voice as I stroked his thighs, needing to touch him.

“Always yours,” he replied, almost breathless. Then he came with a groan, painting my belly as promised. I’d never felt more claimed than in that moment. I was painted with a combination of his pleasure and mine. I’d never felt more beautiful.