Everest: You free now? I had to run into town to drop something off for Zane, and I can drop by.
Me: Yeah. I’m at the shop. It’s closed, but come to the back door. It’ll be unlocked.
Everest: Be there in five.
Five minutes is enough time for me to add some notes about the toy needing to do a lot more than just cock stimulation before I hear the heavy back door swing open and slam shut.
My bones are a bit achy as I heave myself out of the chair, which probably means the zitha has mostly worn off. I knew it couldn’t last that long, but I had hoped I’d get at least a few days. With a sigh, I pull my office door open and see Everest’s shadow hovering near the back hallway, and I feel a punch of relief to see he’s alone.
I like Rathyn, but I have a feeling he’d complicate the conversation if he were here to listen to me and Everest talk monster-human sex.
“Hey,” I tell Everest when he’s close enough to hear me. “I’m in my office.”
He follows me inside and shuts the door behind him, dropping immediately into one of the comfy chairs I have setup for my bad days. I go back behind my desk and take a deep breath, trying to figure out a way to approach this topic.
Everest has always been an open guy, but I have no idea how sensitive or protective he is over his and Rathyn’s sex life. I can imagine he feels like I do about Cielo, though—maybe even worse since they’re actually in a relationship. The possessive feelings with them seem to go both ways.
“Is everything okay with Cielo?” he asks. There are nerves in his tone, and I appreciate how much he cares, even if it makes me feel a little itchy with jealousy.
“He’s great. I mean, he seems great. He’s not really keen on talking about how he feels or what happened to him.”
Everest blows out a puff of air. “Yeah. It was hard when he was assigned to Rathyn since I barely know any ASL and he was just beginning to absorb the language, but I have a feeling he wouldn’t be chatty even if we could converse.”
I bite my lip. “Well, he seems to be healing up. He’s not as skittish with me anymore, which is nice. I’m kind of terrified of overwhelming him with my family. He met Gia and Amara once, but that was it, and they were on their best behavior. That will so not last.”
Everest snorts. “If Cielo can handle me, he can handle them at their worst. I have faith.”
I don’t say anything. I want Cielo to be able to handle all of my family. I love them, and we’re all really close. It’s a miracle my parents haven’t randomly shown up because I know someone must have told them about my new housemate.
Getting involved in the Deaf community for Luca taught me that Italians and Deaf are alike in a lot of ways. We both speak with our hands and cannot stay out of everyone else’s business.
But I’m not sure that’ll be good for Cielo, who is just learning to cope with his new situation.
“So,” Everest says, drawing me out of my thought spiral, “are you worried about him? I thought you wanted to talk sex.”
“No. No, I do.” I sit back and rub my temple. That weird feeling is getting stronger, and I have no idea what to make of it. “I wanted to ask you…uh.” Fuck, I have no idea how to approach this, and I am never shy about sex. Ever.
Everest frowns. “What?”
I bite down on the edge of my thumbnail before dropping my hands to the desk and leaning forward. “You and Rathyn have sex, right?”
Everest’s cheeks immediately go pink. “Uh…”
“Like, sex sex. Not just the cum drinking.”
His blush darkens. “I mean…that’s…kind of private.”
I sigh. “No, I know. I swear I’m not trying to be a creep. You’re just the only person I know who’s gotten intimate with a Vyastil outside of the clinic.”
“Wait.”
My jaw snaps shut.
“You got intimate with a Vyastil at the clinic? Like…” He makes a circle with his finger and thumb, then shoves his pointer finger through it, and I almost burst out laughing. If I didn’t know better, I’d think he was a virgin.
“Oh my god, no,” I say. “No, just the normal clinic stuff. A couple of them got handsy—I think maybe curious? One of them was licking me clean and went a little…south. Damn near shoved his tongue in my asshole.”
I didn’t see that Vyastil again, and probably for a reason.
