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Zee stared at him, the dots slowly connecting. “Oh.Oh. Guess we should get you a goal tonight, huh?”
Ishir debated whether to say anything, but better now than after the game. “It’s fine either way.”
“Wait—you’re gonna break the rules?” Zee asked incredulously, as if it were perfectly normal to use orgasm denial as a reward system.
“No. I can have sex. I just can’t…you know.” Ishir hoped the ceiling caved in and crushed him into a blissful death. That would be better than explaining to his best friend and hopeless crush that he liked being fucked without being allowed to come.
A few seconds ticked by, and then Zee appeared even more stunned. Dazed, almost, as if he’d been hit over the head.
Ishir squirmed. “Can we not talk about it?” he mumbled.
“Sure. Yeah. I mean…yeah.”
Ishir ignored how weird Zee sounded. The last thing he needed was for Zee to bemoreinvolved in his sex life.
They lost the game that night, and Zee was even surlier than normal the next day. Ishir was happy to get out of the house, dressing up in black slacks and a white shirt and meeting Simon in some fancy restaurant he’d chosen.
Simon looked as good as always.Not as good as Zee, a treacherous voice in the back of Ishir’s head said, but he pushed that away.
Simon was the typical finance bro, with coiffed blond hair and a wide grin, dimple popping every time. They didn’t exactly have much to talk about, but they made do, navigating through small talk and flirty innuendos until the meal ended.
Ishir was more nervous than usual as they made their way to his apartment. He was really hoping Zee had taken the hint and vacated the premises for the night, but the low sound of the TV met them as Ishir opened the door.
“That’s just my roommate,” Ishir muttered to Simon as they removed their shoes.
“Damn, am I going to have to gag you?” Simon replied way too loud.
Ishir hit him on the chest. “Am I going to have to gagyou? Shut up.”
Simon laughed, following him into the living room.
Zee was already peering in their direction as they appeared, mouth in a flat line.
“Hey,” Ishir greeted and watched Zee paste a fake smile on his face.
“Hey.” He nodded at Simon. “Nice to meet you.”
“Same here. Zane, right?”
“Yeah, but everybody calls me Zee. You want a beer?”
Ishir opened to respond with a ‘No, thanks’, but Simon jumped in. “Sure. Why not?”
Ishir whipped around, glaring at him incredulously. Simon was here for one reason and one reason only, and that was definitelynotto make nice with Zee.
Simon smirked, knowing exactly what he was doing—teasing Ishir like he loved to do.
Asshole, Ishir mouthed.
Simon shrugged and flopped onto the couch.
Ishir huffed, taking the single seat, and was forced to watch Zee and Simon shoot the shit on the couch for the next half hour like they were old bros.
“Anyway,” Ishir interrupted loudly when the other two Alphas began talking about spearfishing. “We’ve got stuff to do. Simon?”
Simon raised a blond eyebrow. “Patience, baby.”
Ishir went hot and embarrassed at the pet name. Zee, though, had an even weirder reaction.
