I look up from my keyboard.
[Luc] You writing?
He’s lying facedown on a bed. Well, no, it’s a couch but it’s got a huge ottoman that can pass for a bed when necessary. He’s hugging a pillow to prop himself up. Oh, and he’s naked.
[Luc] (smiling) You should be writing.
“And you showing up naked is going to inspire me?”
[Luc] Does it?
Can’t help but look. Such a nice ass.
[Luc] Then, yes.
I tear my eyes away, back to the monitor.
“I can’t get much done this morning anyway. Gonna head out soon to get my hair dyed.”
[Luc] And after that?
“Dunno. Think I should probably work on what I’m going to do at the reading at GRL.”
[Luc] You gonna read about me?
“Your story’s a little old, dontcha think?”
[Luc] Hey, I’m one of the originals.
“That you are.”
He rolls onto his side, positioning himself to make sure I can see all his goodies. Yes, I’m quite distracted.
[Luc] I’m your favorite.
I glance over. Sure enough, Radin is now sitting on the back of the couch. Equally naked. Now there’s no hope for me. I’m fully distracted.
[Radin] Excuse me. I believe I’m her favorite.
They regard each other calmly.
[Luc] Then again, in a lot of ways, we’re a lot alike.
[Radin] *smiles* That we are.
Luc rolls to his knees. Radin stays where he is while Luc approaches, until finally Luc braces his hands to Radin’s either side on the back of the couch. The position puts him between Radin’s spread thighs.
Holy shit. Why have I never imagined this before?
Written by Jet Mykles
Jet is a writer of sexual fantasy with a firm belief that all men are at least partially gay, that vampires are just people with a liquid diet and shapeshifters live on every block.
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