“No.”
“Then what?”
Korie goes very still. “Are you—fuck, it shouldn’t matter. I know you love me.”
I’d felt Korie bristle—whatever bothered them, I want to know. “Tell me.”
“Are you…” They swallow and try again. “Are you attracted to me when I’m masc too?”
The question comes out so fast it takes my brain a second to process. I’m stunned they even have to ask. “I’m always attracted to you.”
They don’t reply.
“I’m not just saying that. I’ve always thought you were beautiful, but it’s definitely stronger now. I think you’re hot no matter how you present. Fem, masc, non-binary. I see it all, and I also see you.” I cup Korie’s face. “The person inside, I mean. You’re incredible, Korie.”
They hesitate, turning into my palm. When they speak, their voice is lower. “I think that’s part of what made me panic. I’m just so used to men preferring one thing, you know. I kept waiting… afraid…” Korie’s voice cracks.
“Have I ever done that? Treated you like I like one version of you more than another?”
“No.”
“Exactly. Because I don’t. I like all of you. Trust me when I say Iwantall of you too. Okay?”
Korie studies me, then finally relaxes, pulling me in for a kiss. “Then hurry up and get these clothes off. I want you too.”
We slip out of our clothes and I slide against Korie, groaning when I feel their naked body. They sigh and wrap both arms around me. Our lips meet in a tender kiss that quickly turns heated. Korie slides a hand up my thigh to my ass, pulling me impossibly close. After the stress of the last few days, being with them again is exactly what I need. I kiss down their throat, coaxing them to their back, and sliding a hand past their stomach to palm their hardening cock. Korie stifles their moans against my shoulder, quickly parting their legs. They return the favor, stroking me as we make out.
Just as I am about to sit up to dig the lube and condoms out of the side pocket of my bag, Korie pulls some packs out from inside their pillow, making me laugh.
“You came prepared,” I whisper.
“I had a feeling we’d need them.”
I kiss them hard, ripping off a packet of lube. Korie squirms as I smear it against their hole, and as I press two fingers in, I swallow down their moan. They bear down on me, eager and needy.
“You’re going to need to be quiet,” I whisper.
Korie groans. “No promises.”
I laugh.
They whine. “Hurry. I need you, Hold.”
Their tone does something to me I can’t name. I kiss them again, adding another finger. I stretch them until I can easily slip three fingers in and out, then kneel between their legs. Korie watches me as I roll a condom on, stroking themself. Shoving a pillow under their ass, I line up and press in, hovering over them. Their hand finds my face in the dark, and I watch their face as I enter. So full of need and want and love. Korie’s thumb brushes over my lips, then they pull me in for a kiss, legs wrapping around my hips as I bottom out.
I fuck slowly, drinking down their cries of desire.
“More,” they whisper.
I adjust my angle and thrust harder. Korie slides both arms around my shoulders, tucking their face against my neck. I can feel them tremble, feel their lips against my skin as they kiss me, their hips moving in tandem with mine. Neither of us are going to last long. The heartache of the last few days has made us crave this. Need this.
I lift their hip and drive in, nailing their prostate. Korie arches their back, biting their lip to keep from crying out. When I do it again, their fingers dig into my skin. On the third thrust, hot liquid spills between our bellies and their channel tightens.
I groan and turn to kiss them. They immediately tangle their hand into my hair, and I fall over with them. I pour every ounce of relief, love, and promise into that kiss, and as I come down from the high, Korie is smiling against my lips. Like they know. We cling to each other, soft breaths and tender whispers, then clean up using a shirt.
Korie kisses near my ear as they snuggle in. I miss what they say before they fall asleep, but it’s okay. I don’t need to hear it to know what they said.I love you.
I slide a hand up their arm.I love you too, Kor.
