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Declan: Always. They’re pretty great balls.

Tyler: You’re so fucking cocky.

Declan: Well, if they aren’t that great, I’m not sure why you spend so much time with them in your mouth.

Tyler: Great idea! Bring up our amazing sex life when my dick is locked up!

Declan: Hey, you’re the one that came at me with the innuendo.

Zayn started playing and I swiped immediately to answer Ty’s call.

“What’s up, babe?”

“It’s been eighteen days, Declan!”

“Since what?”

“You fucking know what. Since we’ve had sex. That’s like our longest streak!”

“Really?”

“If you’ve done nothing without me, your last load went down my throat in our bedroom the night before I flew to London.”

“I can’t believe you’ve been counting.”

“I can’t believe you haven’t.”

I glanced over at Asher. His eyes were still closed.

“I didn’t want to think about the time passing. I was more focused on how good I was gonna make you feel when we finally fucked.”

He didn’t respond.

“Ty?”

“Well, that’s something. I’ve just…kind of become dependent on stuff with you.”

I laughed. “A minute ago you were all about my last load and now it’s just stuff?”

“The people next to me came back,” he whispered.

“Are you addicted to me, Ty?”

“Isn’t that obvious?”

“Babe, you know I can’t have a repeat of Berlin.”

“That wasn’t entirely my fault!”

I did so well after the first day that our flirting may have taken a turn and we ended up fucking. I didn’t do great the next day and placed third. It should’ve been an easy qualifier and I ended up having to run in another meet.

“Well, it certainly proved Yuri right. I know it’s tough for you, so I can give you the key tonight. I don’t want you to suffer.”

“No, it’s fine. I can make the sacrifice if you can. I can wait two more nights.” He paused. “But I’m expecting a lot from you, mister!” He started whispering again. “I want a creampie. I want a facial. If every part of me isn’t covered by the end of it, you failed!”

“So what you’re saying is I should stay hydrated?”

Ty’s laughter through the phone was like a drug. “Yes. Definitely. I’ve never succeeded in milking you dry, but I can sure as hell try again.”