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Except this was real. It wasn’t some stage persona designed for maximum allure, but a real guy who sometimes sported a bit of patchy stubble in the morning, who got sweaty during runs, dealt with paperwork, and worried about finances.
Eric liked that guy.
He shoved the thought out of sight and reached down to unzip Adrian’s jeans.
Ha.
“It’s impossible to take off socks in a sexy way.” Adrian shaped the words as a wry murmur against Eric’s neck, slowing the frantic pace of their undressing. He moved away just long enough to flick on the reading lamp and toe off both socks before he crawled back up the mattress.
“Is that your professional opinion?” Eric asked, a playful glint in his eyes.
“It is.” Adrian gave a sage nod. “Trust me, we tried.”
“Of course you tried.” Eric traced a line down Adrian’s arm before he closed his fingers around Adrian’s elbow, short nails digging in to bring him closer. Adrian saw no point in resistance. He straddled Eric’s thighs, and oh, yes, naked now. Naked was good. Eric’s body was a relief of light and shadow, beautiful against the blue sheets—Adrian’s shower thoughts about what Eric hid under those clothes were no match for the tangible reality of having him.
“Boss was very detail-oriented,” Adrian said absently. No onecould fault him for being slightly distracted when he had this gorgeous guy spread out on his bed, all his to explore. He started by nosing along the line of Eric’s jaw, smiling at how it made Eric’s breath hitch.
“Well, it showed.” Eric shifted to align their hips, and it was Adrian’s turn to suck in a sharp breath.
“A keen student of details, were you?” he asked.
“Eh. I appreciated the bigger picture more than the micro view.”
Adrian could have come up with a response, but it would have meant delaying another kiss, so it simply didn’t seem worth it. He brushed their lips together, so light the contact barely registered. Rather than deepen it, he pulled back to study Eric’s face—brown eyes framed by long lashes, an angular jaw, and a tiny cleft to his chin.
“What?” Eric asked softly.
Adrian tilted his head for a smile. “Just looking.”
“And do I measure up?”
“Measure up?”
“To, you know.” The curve of Eric’s mouth flattened. “The guys you usually have sex with.”
Show me the people who hurt you.
It was none of Adrian’s business. He met Eric’s eyes as he weighed his response. “One, you do. In fact, you redefine the scale.”
Eric’s mouth twitched into an upwards curve. “Don’t lay it on too thick.”
“Oh, I’m just getting started.” Adrian emphasised his meaning by circling his hips down—a mistake, because he briefly lost focus and sight of his next point. Right. “Two.” He waited until Eric’s gaze cleared. “Sex for a camera? Is not this. It’s all about angles and stop-and-go, wait for the cameraman to be in the right spot, what face am I making? Great for guys with an exhibitionist kink. Not me—no regrets, but I prefer this.”
“Why do it, then?” Eric asked.
“It was excellent pay for a student job, it got me interesting places, and the guys were hot—it wasn’t a hardship.” Adrian leaned down,letting their lips catch as he continued in a murmur. “But if money isn’t a factor? Yeah, I’d rather do this.”
Eric’s grin widened, one of his hands coming up to twine in Adrian’s hair. He gave a light tug. “‘This’ as in me?”
“Well.” Adrian turned into the touch. “I’m flexible, for the most part. But if it’s all the same to you, then yes. I prefer to top.”
“That’s…” Eric cleared his throat, a faint blush staining his cheeks. “Fine. I'm fine with that.”
“Good.” With that, Adrian bent to cover Eric’s mouth at the same time as he pressed down, swallowing Eric’s gasp. Liquid heat pooled in Adrian’s belly at how Eric’s thighs fell open in what seemed like an instinctive response. Each time Adrian brought his hips down, the old wood frame of the bed gave the faintest of creaks, loud in the stillness of the room.
“Do you want—” Eric broke off for a sigh, head thrown back to expose the column of his throat. Adrian wanted to dance his fingers along the outline of Eric’s collarbone, so he did. Golden lamplight washed over Eric’s skin, and yeah, sure, Adrian had been with hot guys before, and plenty of them. But this was … different. It wasn’t a well-lit set or a club toilet, wasn’t some stranger’s student place either. This was Adrian’s bedroom, just the two of them in the quiet night, and somehow, that made it seem bigger, brighter.
“Do I want…?” he prompted after a second, swaying closer.
