[When he'd returned from Prague, Corry had told himself he ought to start being careful. He usually didn't spend more than two or three nights with anyone; hadn't since he was a teenager himself. That was the best policy for remaining carefully detached, for not letting his guard down. The life he led wasn't one Corry would wish upon anyone, especially not someone so young and bright and full of potential.
And yet...a deeper, more selfish part of him rebelled at the idea of letting Danny go. He didn't want to. He enjoyed the young man's company, both in and out of bed, more than he had anyone's in years. So twice had become three times had become Corry messaging every couple of days, which was the direct opposite of casual.
Now, as always, he shoves the thought away, pausing in the middle of loading up his laptop and other documents to respond.] I certainly did, because I know how to be polite. See, I deserve the BEST reward for that, if nothing else.
And yes. You should. By sitting on my face. That's how I'd like to be spoiled, for starters.
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And yet...a deeper, more selfish part of him rebelled at the idea of letting Danny go. He didn't want to. He enjoyed the young man's company, both in and out of bed, more than he had anyone's in years. So twice had become three times had become Corry messaging every couple of days, which was the direct opposite of casual.
Now, as always, he shoves the thought away, pausing in the middle of loading up his laptop and other documents to respond.] I certainly did, because I know how to be polite. See, I deserve the BEST reward for that, if nothing else.
And yes. You should. By sitting on my face. That's how I'd like to be spoiled, for starters.