Page 65 of Oblivious Roommate

Levi has no mercy for us, and puts on a slower, cheesy number as we drift away to a part of the cafe cleared to be a dancefloor. The colorful lights bounce off a small disco ball Kai must have brought for the night and scatter everywhere.

I put my arms around Cassian’s neck and sway from side to side, so in love it almost hurts.

There are other couples dancing too, but they remain on the periphery of my vision. I don’t want to see the faces of strangers who now know my secret. This is what I want, but I’m having a hard time coming to terms with the fact that the way people will see me might change. Still, if I can have Cass’s love and attention, and good friends who support me, I am ready to face my fears and leap straight into the shimmering waters of the unknown.

Cassian’s eyes seem almost black now, and they hypnotize me as we settle into a slow rhythm, ignoring the loud conversations coming from all sides. This moment is only for us, and as he leans in to kiss me, I open to him without hesitation.

It’s nothing too outrageous, we are in public after all, but I give him one kiss after another. My heart soars, and I know this is right. So maybe it took me a long time to figure it out, and maybe I didn’t know what a side is, but here I am, in Cassian’s arms.

I put my cheek on his shoulder, letting the alcohol buzz in my veins, and the music engulf me.

Cass clears his throat and whispers. “Matt? You’re rock-hard.”

Oops. Not again. Fucking love hormones messing with me.

“Um… maybe I need to go… calm down.” I laugh and pull away from him.

I make my way to the restrooms, hoping no one’s gonna see how aroused I am.

There are plenty of people around, but I manage to avoid them all and head straight for disabled bathroom, where I asked Aaron to break my leg.

Good times.

Exasperated and desperate for privacy, I press the handle, only to find it occupied.

“N-no,” I mumble, letting my head drop to my nape. But then, a familiar presence emerges behind me and anchors me with his embrace.

“It’s okay,” Cassian says, rocking his hips to the music, which is maddening, because now I’m thinking about him rubbing himself off on my ass. His cum drizzling down my ass cheeks.

Fuck.

I want it, but maybe not right now.

I can’t hover around here like some creep, so I grab his hand and lead him farther down the corridor to the other restrooms. They don’t offer as much privacy, but it is what it is.

I grin when he follows me to the men’s room.

“We can go in together here. That’s so weird.”

Cassian laughs. “Hardly. You’ll get used to it pretty fast.”

There’s a guy using one of the urinals, but I’m surprised to see that all three of the stalls are open.

“Should I wait for you?” Cassian squeezes my hand.

I glance at the guy who zips up and then leaves without washing his hands. Even that seems to take him forever. When we’re alone at last, I pull on Cass’s hand with a wicked grin and take him to the last stall, locking it behind us.

I kiss him like I mean it. All tongue, lips, and hunger. My dick presses against him, and I have no shame. I can’t get enough of this man. My man.

He grins and rolls his hips against mine. Touching like this is like sucking on a piece of toffee without yet biting in, and I gasp, grabbing his ass to bring him closer.

“I feel like I’m drunk on pheromones.”

“Sounds pretty accurate,” Cassian whispers back and rolls his tongue against my ear until I get to my toes, struggling to keep quiet.

“All I can think of is your mouth, your dick, you looking at me when you come…” I’m not even trying to get softer, am I? With a happy sigh, I slide my hand between us and cup his cock. “And you said you top, and I don’t know exactly what I want, but I want something.”

Cassian shivers, breathing into my ear. “When we go back home, I’m gonna come on your chest, and your cock, and then give you the best head yet.”