Felix froze, employing all his theater kid skills in an effort not to laugh. Then he slung his scarf off and threw it at Jacob’s head, running around the side of the bed.
Jacob spluttered a laugh, clawing the scarf off his face. “Okay, that’s it.”
Felix pretended to flee. Jacob caught up easily, the long-legged, track-running bastard, and tackled Felix into the bed.
Felix fought back, because this was how this went. His protests were ruined by the giggling, but eventually it ended how it always ended: Jacob on top of him, pinning his wrists to the bed. For a moment it was the same as it had always been.
Then the energy changed. Jacob’s grin faded, his hair flopping down onto Felix’s forehead. They were so close it made Felix’s teeth ache.
How many times had he imagined this exact scenario happening? Jacob wrestling him into the bed, then pausing to look at Felix’s lips… only in his fantasies Jacob would look at him with desire, not with nerves.
Felix couldn’t help it. He leaned up and kissed him.
Jacob gasped. It wasn't his first kiss—he had gotten that out of the way during a game of spin the bottle with Jackie Matthewswhile Felix sat next to him and cheered through his nausea—but he hadn’t kissed many people. Felix had to make it worthwhile.
He kissed Jacob as deep as he dared. Jacob tasted like Chap Stick and awful cafeteria coffee. Felix couldn’t get enough. His head swam, his heart beating hard as Jacob kissed cautiously back.
Felix’s hands shook. He buried them in Jacob’s hair so he wouldn’t notice. Jacob was still pressing down on him, his hands twitching around Felix’s wrists. It was so good Felix couldn’t help but moan, dragging Jacob closer.
Jacob made a noise into his mouth and pulled back. “Okay. I don’t care how much I’m changing this semester, I’m not doing this in a Macy’s.”
Felix laughed. It was shaky. He did it again until it sounded just as careless as he wanted it, then took Jacob’s bowler hat from his head where it was already threatening to topple off.
“Coward,” Felix said, pulling off his scarf. “Let’s go back to my dorm.”
He pushed Jacob up and hopped off the bed. Jacob sat back, but didn’t follow. Felix turned around to see him kneeling on the bed, staring after him.
“What?” Felix asked, heart still pounding. Were his emotions showing? They couldn’t be, he’d put a lifetime of effort into hiding them.
Jacob shrugged. “I don’t know. Just… that’s it?Let’s go back to my dorm?”
“What were you expecting?” Felix sidled up and flicked his shoulder. “Bet I can find a maid costume in here somewhere.”
“No, I…” Jacob grimaced. He suddenly looked like he regretted ever opening his mouth. “Never mind.”
“What?” Felix kicked his shin. “What, what?”
“Quit it! Jesus.” Jacob kicked him back, then stood up and straightened his hair. “You’re so flirty with the other guys. That’s all.”
Felix’s mouth went dry. A tidal wave of fantasies washed over him, so close to what he really wanted that it made his hands start shaking again.
He slid them into his pocket and leaned up, brushing their noses together and watching Jacob’s pupils swell.
“You want to get seduced?” Felix asked, his voice low. “I can seduce.”
CHAPTER 4
Being seduced was weird.
Good, sure. But also weird. Especially when it wasFelixleading Jacob into his dorm and closing the door behind him, never taking those sultry eyes off him.
I would’ve messed around with you whenever you wanted,Felix had admitted back in the hall.I thought you weren’t interested.
Did Felix seriouslywanthim? That was… flattering. Felix could have anyone. And here he was, watching Jacob like he was something worth wanting. Like he wasn’t the same guy who had been standing right next to Felix all this time, tall and awkward in his boring button-downs.
“Come here,” Felix said quietly. “I wanna feel you.”
Jacob stepped closer warily. He half expected Felix to pants him and run away cackling. Or at the very least, put on a stupid accent and whisper awful sex puns in his ear.
