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“So,” Seth said.
Nick sighed and turned around, wiping the rest of the saline off his face. Seth was standing near the bed, frowning down at the crumpled instructions Dad had left behind while holding the enema bottle. If Nick had been pyrokinetic like Seth was, he’d have lit the entire kit on fire. He considered using his own powers to fling everything out the window, but Seth’s lips were moving silently as he read, and he didn’t want to overreact just yet.
“So,” Nick said nervously.
Seth lifted his head and looked at Nick. “This is for…” He swallowed thickly, pupils slightly dilated.
“Sex stuff,” Nick said firmly, refusing to be embarrassed and partially succeeding. Dad was right; if he couldn’t talk about it with someone he wanted to have sex with, he’d never be able to do it. No time like the present, right? “It helps to avoid fecal penis.”
Apparently there was a bit of solution left in the bottle, because when Seth squeezed it, saline squirted out onto the floor, splashing on Nick’s clothes from yesterday.
“Fecal penis,” Seth said faintly, the bottle expanding as he loosened his grip.
“Exactly.” Nick moved toward the bed slowly, not wantingto spook Seth more than he already had. “No one likes fecal penis.”
Seth nodded slowly, color filling his cheeks once more, red and splotchy. “I… can see the importance of avoiding that. And you want to use this on yourself?”
“Uh,” Nick said, dizzy with the implication. “Ye-es? No. Wait. Yes.” He nearly bit his tongue in two. “Just… you know. To be ready for anything. Like a prostate exam.”
Seth looked down at the bottle in his hand thoughtfully before setting it on the bed. He took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. When his gaze met Nick’s once more, his eyes were clear behind his glasses, and perhaps filled with a bit of heat. “I think proctology role-play is something we need to work up to rather than starting with it.”
Sometimes, Seth could surprise the absoluteshitout of Nick, and it never failed to knock him for a loop. He burst out laughing, sounding slightly hysterical, but unable to stop it. Seth began to laugh, too, and soon they had tears streaming down their faces. He recovered first and made his way over to Nick. They stood chest to chest, Seth’s hands on Nick’s hips, a quiet smile on his face. “This is what you want?”
“What?” Nick asked, distracted by the length of Seth’s eyelashes.
Seth’s grip tightened on him, fingers digging in. “Like. You know. Me… doing stuff to you.”
Nick snorted, almost losing it again. “I think we’d be doing stuff to each other, but… uh. I get what you mean. Yes? I think I want to try it that way.” Then, in a rush, “But not until you’re ready for it. This isn’t me pressuring you into—”
Seth kissed him, soft, sweet, before his tongue swiped Nick’s lips, causing his mouth to open. Regardless of what else they were, they were absolutechampsat the making-out thing. If Seth could get Nick this riled up from just kissing, he wondered what else Seth could do with his mouth. And his hands. And his… other appendages. Not feet, though. Nick wasnotinto feet that way.
Seth pulled back, but only just, his forehead against Nick’s. “I’m getting there,” he whispered.
“Me, too,” Nick whispered back.
Seth smiled nervously. “And I think I’d… like to do that with you. Scratch that. IknowI want to do that with you.”
“I don’t know if I’m a power bottom,” Nick said seriously. “But might as well give it a go and see what happens. Didn’t know I had powers and look at me now. Bottoming might be something else I’m marginally good at. And at least then, I won’t need a costume.” He paused, considering. “Well, at least not for the first time. Remember what your aunt and uncle said? Your costume can probably be used as a dental dam if we need it.”
Seth stepped back, coughing roughly. Amiably, Nick patted his back until he recovered.
“You just said that,” Seth told him.
“I did,” Nick agreed. “Don’t tell me you haven’t thought the same thing.”
“Ihaven’t.” He blushed furiously as he looked away. “Okay, just once.” He sighed. “Seven times.”
Nick waggled his eyebrows. “Having a little alone time thinking about Guardian, huh?” He blew on his knuckles before rubbing them against his chest. “Yeah, don’t blame you, dude. I’ve seen my butt in the mirror. I gotscake.” Sure, it was like a grocery-store sheet cake, but still.
“That you do,” Seth said, and decided that he needed a handful of Nick’s cake. Nick, for his part, didn’t mind in the slightest, especially when he had empirical evidence that Seth was as turned on as he was. “When?”
Nick blinked, mind a little fuzzy as Seth had big, big hands. “When what?”
Seth nipped Nick’s bottom lip, stretching it out gently before letting go. “When do you want to do this?”
Oh.Oh.Thesex.Nick’s brain shorted out, the circuits fried and smoking. “Holy shit. Now? Should we do it right now? Now is good. Now isreallygood. Oh, crap.Notnow. We need to wait until I’ve stuck that bottle up my butt before—”
Seth covered his mouth with his hand, eyes practically popping out of his head. “Maybe not now, then.” He sighed and dropped his hands to Nick’s shoulders. “We’re probably going to be pretty bad at it. Neither of us have done anything like this, so it’s going to be a lot of trial and error. But so long as we talk it through, we’ll figure it out.”
