“We’ll see,” Jordan quipped.
I shook my head in amusement and finally got the last rope off his arm. One down, one to go. The harness was next.
On a regular night out here, members usually wanted to come up and talk to me after a session. Ask for advice, volley ideas, make requests for future demos—et cetera. Not tonight. Everyone scattered—most left the room—with only Ash and James approaching the podium.
With Jordan refusing to let go of me, I gave up on the harness and brought out my shears, and I cut the rope instead. Fuck it. Fuck it all. It’d been an intense evening, and I… Fuck. It had been sointense—probably for Jordan too.
I couldn’t go home yet. Not until I knew he was okay.
Sure enough, the boy latched on and wrapped his legs around me the moment the rope fell to the floor. Arms locked tightly around my neck too. And he buried his face.
“I’m sorry, I can’t explain it,” he mumbled.
I squeezed him to me and kissed his temple. “You have nothing to apologize for, little one. I’ve got you.” I carried him over to the edge of the podium as Ash climbed up. “You wanna say hi to Daddy? He’s here now.”
Ash closed the last distance and leaned in, and he kissed me swiftly but hungrily. “That was fucking unreal, baby. I’ve never considered myself a voyeur before, but damn.”
I let out a breath and just let the pleasure wash over me. To share this with him after all these years—I couldn’t describe the relief.
James joined us too but stayed a couple feet away, gaze flickering between us.
Jordan lifted his head when Ash rubbed his back, and the two leaned toward each other and rested their foreheads together.
“Daddy, I think I have a crush on your husband,” Jordan whispered.
I grinned.
Ash smiled and kissed the boy’s nose. “Completely understandable. Good luck getting rid of it, though. I haven’t been able to shake my crush on him in twenty years.”
Jordan snickered. “You’re silly, Daddy.”
“It happens.” Ash gave him a quick smooch before turning back to me. “So I’m thinking youse have a bit of an aftercare situation goin’ on here, am I right?”
Of course he’d drawn the same conclusion. I should’ve known.
“I think so too,” I said.
“And maybe more kissing?” Jordan asked. “I don’t know your new limits yet.”
Ash and I exchanged a glance, and he cleared his throat. “I’m not sure we know either, truth be told,” he replied. “After watching you two up there, I…” He shook his head and ran a hand through his hair. “I don’t know. I’m not worried. I just found it fucking beautiful. And sexy as hell. So…all cards on the table? Have at it. I’m fine with whatever you wanna do as long as everyone’s being safe.” He gave Jordan a pointed look while my mind started spinning. “You and James may have gotten tested, but I haven’t. Not to say I think I have something, because I don’t. For as long as we’ve been members here, Nate and I have gotten tested once a year because it’s what they recommend,even for monogamous dynamics. But given that I’ve been MIA for over a year, it’s been a while.”
“But you haven’t been with anyone else,” Jordan stated. “Right?”
“Right.” Ash glanced at me.
“I haven’t been with anyone either. I was last tested five or six months ago.” I grunted as I helped Jordan down. My bad, but I wasn’t carrying my five-year-old here. “I do think we should consider jumping on the PrEP bandwagon soon, though.”
“That’s the medication all the kids today are on?” Ash asked.
“I sincerely hope they’re not kids,” I answered. “But yes.”
Jordan cracked up and wrapped his arms around me. “You’re so funny, both of you.”
I smirked and kissed the top of his head.
“Jordan?” James spoke up for the first time, and he nodded toward the room. “Let’s give them a minute. I need to talk to you too.”
“Okay!” Jordan released me and wandered off without further ado.
