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Benji wasn’t far behind Sawyer at all. Once his cum coated their hands, his own orgasm hit him. His hips bucked into their hands while his hot cum mixed with Sawyer’s. He panted and moaned continuously while he sat with the sensation. His eyes stayed upon Sawyer’s the whole time. Neither one of them dared to look away. They just watched each other come down from their orgasms slowly but surely. Sawyer’s shirt was coated in their cum but it was nothing compared to both of their hands.

He pressed a long kiss to Benji’s lips before he forced himself to move out from between his legs and laid back down on the bed. Both of their hands just rested against their chests as they caught their breaths. Benji’s head finally turned towards Sawyer and they gazed at each other with satisfied smiles. “That was…”

“Amazing?” Sawyer asked.

Benji nodded. “Yeah… it was. I-I can’t remember the last time I came that hard.”

“I don’t know if I ever have,” he admitted with a soft blush.

He smiled softly and released a breath. “If I can’t remember, I probably haven't either.”

“Astute assessment,” Sawyer chuckled, then leaned over to kiss Benji once again. It was a soft, sweet kiss. “That was…okay?”

He laughed. “More than okay.”

“Okay… Good.”

“Very good.”

Sawyer released a sigh and nodded. It was very good. He knew that he needed to get them something to clean up but he needed to find his land legs again, so to speak. They could deal with laying there like that for a couple more minutes, right?

Chapter Thirty

Benji

The more Benji thought about things, the more bizarre the whole thing sounded. He had been kidnapped and tortured for information. And while he was there, he was cared for by a man who was not much better off than he was. Sure, he wasn’t tortured and beaten every day like he was, but he was forced to be there. They bonded, escaped, and now they were sitting on the couch in the living room of a safehouse, watching Marley and Me hours after they both just had a mind blowing orgasm. Before that, they managed to find a football game that neither of them were particularly invested in and just ended up making out. It was just background noise at that point.

Life really was weird.

And as much as he would have loved to change the way things went and not get kidnapped, he wouldn’t change meeting Sawyer. Things happened for a reason, he liked to tell himself. He knew there was a reason for what happened. Sawyer was one reason. The world wanted them to meet. And the other was that his dad needed to have an intervention of some sort, apparently. If he hadn’t been taken, they would have known about what he was doing. And whatever he was doing wasn’t good, that much was true.

About halfway throughout the movie, Jackson texted Benji and let him know a new car was in the garage for them when they were ready to leave and there were some groceries dropped off as well. That was great news. He wasn’t really looking forward to eating pasta again, but would if they had to. Benji brought the bags inside, beginning to put everything away when Sawyer joined him in the kitchen, leaning against the doorframe. “What’s the plan for dinner tonight?” He asked.

“Good question. Looks like Jackson got us a frozen pizza and some chips. We could make that?”

He nodded. “Yeah, sounds good. Haven’t had one of those in a hot minute.”

“Me either, honestly.” It was easy and filling. That was enough for Benji. “Do you want it now? I can pop it in the oven.”

“Yeah, I’m hungry.”

“Worked up an appetite?” Benji asked with a raise of his brow.

Sawyer chuckled and flicked his brows. “Sure did. Gotta get my energy back.”

“Oh? Big night tonight?”

“I hope so.”

Benji felt his cheeks flush a bit and he smiled then turned towards the oven to start preheating it.

There was a moment of silence before Sawyer spoke up again. “So. How’d the conversation with your sister go?”

“Oh,” he began and shrugged his shoulders. “It was okay.”

“Just okay?”

He sighed. “I mean, it was good. It was really good to talk to her. I just…really missed her, you know?” Sawyer nodded. “We talked about what happened, where I was. I asked her about the job that she did and she swore she had no idea.”