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He actually arched an eyebrow at me while he let go just to pull his shirt off. He tossed it with ease before I watched him head to the glass shower. He didn’t answer me until he turned the shower on — the hot stream of water encouraging steam to begin to cloud the glass surface.
"Why Ruby?” He sounded curious.
“Doesn’t she like you?”
“Observant, aren’t we?” he replied and watched me take him in as he proceeded to slip out of his shorts and boxers. My eyes immediately took in his massive cock that was clearly hard.
"Anyone would have noticed watching a brief interaction with you two.”
“Does that mean I give off the impression I like Ruby?” he asked while he approached me. It was hard to answer because the intensity in his eyes that bored into mine made me struggle to think straight.
It wasn’t until he gently laid those large hands on my hips and pulled me close that I tried to fight through the lustful haze and answer.
“Oddly enough…you don’t. You give off a brotherly vibe. Protective, like someone whom would give comfort when needed but nothing sexual,” I summarized. “At least, not to Ruby.”
“Then what about you?” His voice was far too deep for my own sexual sanity as his hands moved up to grip the hems of my shirt. “What vibe do I give when it comes to you?”
Our eyes were locked, our bodies gravitating closer as he possessively held me close.
“You’re like an overprotective stalker,” I began and he actually laughed. “I’m sure you know you’re like your brother.”
“But?”
“But you have far more control than him,” I offered as I watched his gaze lower to my lips. "You’d taunt, but would never take the next step without permission.”
“Observant yet again,” he complimented as his lips were inches from mine. “Are you going to give me permission?”
My heart skipped at his husky growl.
"Only if you tell me who you envisioned through the years.”
He stared back at me, the only sounds in the hollow room the shower and our beating hearts that furiously galloped against our chests.
I guess I truly wanted to know who the person was who became his distraction.
Who helped distract him from his world of misery?
"I’ll give you a hint,” he muttered and dared to lean in even closer, enough that our lips literally brushed as he spoke. “They have pink hair.”
“Now isn’t that a giveaway?” I complained and shivered at the way my lips brushed his in return when I spoke. “Too bad my hair is still white as fuck. I would have surely thought it was me.”
“Now you’re just being silly,” he muttered and I guessed he lost his control because he claimed my lips before I could reply — his lips sealing mine in a deep kiss that made my toes curl.
He broke the kiss and pressed me right against his naked, chiseled frame, and fuck, his cock was so fucking hard and pressing between my lips that were surely wet thanks to this palpable tension.
"Sometimes you gotta really spell it out for me to understand what you’re implying, Loki,” I breathlessly spoke. “Just so there’s no misconceptions.”
“Right,” he muttered and pressed his forehead against mine. “Yet you know who my distractor is.”
“I do?” I tried to act surprised. “It has to depend on how long you’ve been using them as a distraction. Can’t be too long or else that would make one think you were a pedophile.”
He huffed and rolled his eyes.
“I wasn’t turned on by her until she was eighteen,” he grumbled and added, “I wasn’t forced into sexual acts until seven years ago. I was forced to watch until there was no one with the stamina to keep up…so I distracted myself to make it more believable.”
I couldn’t hide my sadness as I closed the distance to ignite the next kiss that was filled with passion.
“Loki…” I whispered, “who’s your distractor?
