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I wince. “Sorry.” I don’t know much about any of the guys’ relationships with their families. Beyond that Hardin likes his enough to visit them over the break and Fielder obviously hates his dad, but from Gideon’s face I’d guess his relationship with his family is at the very least strained.
“No need to apologize.” His grip on my ass tightens again, dragging me up his lap to rub against the hard length of him. I let out a little gasping mewl, and he smirks at me before he shakes his head. “As much as I would love to see where this goes, it’s late, and you need sleep.”
“But what if Ididn’tneed sleep?” I ask against his mouth.
Gideon’s nose bumps mine. “Then I’d sayIneed sleep. We have that practice test tomorrow.”
I groan and tip my head back. “It’s totally unfair that Professor Carnes can give us two tests in the last three weeks of classes.”
Gideon shifts me closer, kisses along my neck. “Think of this as giving you an idea of where you need to beef up your knowledge.” He places one more lingering kiss, sucking just slightly on my skin, before he groans and sets me on my feet. “Come on, let’s get you to bed.”
I grumble under my breath, because it’s just not fair that he can get me so worked up and then refuse to do anything about it. I’m marginally mollified when he stands and reaches to adjust his dick in his pants. Unashamedly, I might add. Almost like he wants me to see what I do to him, how much he wants me.
Gideon catches me watching, and bends until he can speak right into my ear. “As soon as we have a break, Sweeney, I’m going to fuck you so hard you see stars.”
A shiver works its way over me as he guides me out of my filming room and into the living room. Fielder is still up, sitting on the couch, his textbooks spread around him, and a laptop perched on his knees.
He glances up as we come into the room, his gaze sweeping over me, checking to make sure I’m okay like he always does when he sees me for the first time after being apart. I leave Gideon by the door to my bedroom and move over to the blond man instead. He watches me come, moving his computer to a cushion and snagging me around the hips to replace it with me. “Sweeney,” he all but sighs as he buries his nose against my neck and inhales deeply. “I missed you.”
My arms slide around his shoulders, holding him against me, my fingers playing with the soft curls at the base of his neck. He’s showered recently and not bothered to tame his hair, making it a riot of soft gold. “I missed you too.” I haven’t actually seen him since yesterday. He’s almost always gone before I get up and comes to bed long after I’m asleep.
He pulls back, looking up at me. “What are you still doing up?”
I hitch a thumb over my shoulder. “Filming a Gany video. Needed to be done.”
He nods, his moss green eyes still caressing my features. I can tell he wants to say something, probably about how he thinks I should put my video filming on hold. But we’ve had this conversation more than once already.
Behind me, the door to the bedroom closes, and I know Gideon has left us alone.
“This was the last one I needed before the end of the quarter. So I won’t need to film anymore until the end of term.”
He brings up one finger and brushes just under my eye. I know I have dark circles ringing them. Now that I can make them go away with just an illusion, I have no makeup on my face, nothing to disguise them.
He sighs, presses a gentle kiss to my lips. “You should get some rest.”
“You should, too.”
“Sweeney.”
“Harris.” I tighten my grip on his hair and tug gently. His lips part and his throat bobs and between my legs I feel him grow stiff. If only we could follow that thread, but what I have to say to him is more important. “You can’t keep doing this. How much sleep are you getting each night? A few hours? I know you’re swamped with finishing all of your projects, but you need to take care of yourself. I need you to take care of yourself, because once school is over, I have a huge fucking trial to get through. And I’m going to need you at your best to help me get through it. So please come to bed.”
He stares up at me, his hands flexing on my hips. “Tell me you need me again.” There is a plea in his tone, and hope that nearly cuts out my heart.
I lean forward and bump his nose with mine, so close our breath mingles, so he’ll taste the words I say to him. “I need you, Fielder.” Not Harris.Fielder.
His green eyes darken to the color of the forest and he tips his head up to kiss me softly. So fucking softly, like he’s trying to keep everything he’s feeling in this moment contained.
“Thank you, Rosalind Juliet,” he murmurs against my lips before kissing me again. “Thank you for reminding me why I’m working so hard.”
I sigh and press our foreheads together. “So I take it our conversation just now had the opposite effect of what I was hoping?”
He chuckles and pulls back from me, settling against the couch, before he brushes my hair over my shoulder. “It did. But it’s just for a few more weeks.”
I shake my head, unwinding my arms from around him and folding them over my chest instead. “But it won’t be just until term is over, right? Because then we’ll have to focus on me getting good at magic so I can pass whatever stupid trials they give me?”
He sighs and rubs his hands over my arms, like he’s trying to warm me up. “That’s true. But that will be ouronlyfocus, so it should be okay. I’ll get more rest then.”
I shake my head, wanting to argue with him, but knowing it’s futile. He won’t budge on this. “Fine. But I’m holding you to that, Harris.”
