If we were about to switch from no sex to sex, all my thoughts would quickly go out the window. My brain would only have room for all the things I needed him to do to me, all the places on his body my hands needed to explore. Thinking about this was a pretty thoughtful gesture.
Then he continued.
“I hate that damn sound. This will snap me out of whatever we’re doing immediately. Naturally I thought of you—"
“Hey, fuck you too!”
“—because it’s a duck caller and you’re a robin,” he explained. “Sure, it’s not a perfect comparison but you are both birds.”
Oh. That was actually almost… cute.
"Do you need a safeword too?" I wondered.
"I’ll say stop or I’ll stop you." Orion smirked, certain this would be sufficient.
"Okay… but what about ‘cabbage’ or ‘twinkle-toes?’ No,Chantilly lace.Please,please,choose ‘Chantilly lace’ as a safeword."
"I’m also open to punching you." The gleam in his eye suggested he enjoyed this idea too much.
"Fine. Twinkletoes it is."
~
Rob
YOLOUYAP. You Only Live Once, Unless You’re A Phoenix.
YOLO was catchier. Whatever.
Going back and forth all day on whether Orion and I should or shouldn’t hook up, that wasn’t my style. Some mistakes were too amazing not to make.
Either this counted as a bad decision or not. We’d discover that later and the best way to find out was with a side of insane supernatural sex.
“So, what now?” I wondered. “Are we doing it right here on the linoleum floor?”
"Wow, your dirty talk is so sexy." Orion paired this answer with moving into the living room for better sex scenery. He did just get a new couch we could break in. The last one caught on fire somehow.
Oh my God, was this really happening? To protect people and stop the forces of evil, we needed to bone a lot. Best noble missionever.But where to even begin?
"We can start wherever we want,” Orion said. “Maybe a fantasy of yours or mine?"
The million and a half scenarios in my head all tried to rush out from my lips at once and I nearly choked, but it gave me enough time to focus on the surprising part.
“Orion Lennox has a fantasy about little ol’ me?”
He shrugged. “I doubt they’re as creative as yours.”
"Don’t care, we’re starting there."
"Fine with me,” he agreed. “We need to set the conditions."
"Go right ahead.” I dropped onto his new, unburned couch, putting my hands behind my head as I waited, giving him permission to take the lead and do whatever.
Orion nodded once, standing in front of the couch. Almost near enough to touch but he didn’t reach out or come closer.
We definitely agreed to get started. Sex would be happening… maybe it alreadywashappening? But standing there staring at each other surely did not count.
"Okay, set the mood,” I encouraged. “Go for it."
