Pansies (Spires) by Alexis Hall

Author:Alexis Hall [Hall, Alexis]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sourcebooks
Published: 2024-11-05T00:00:00+00:00

16

Fen’s alarm went off at four, which was painful even though Alfie was used to banker hours. The other thing that was painful was his back because Fen’s futon mattress was, frankly, fucking awful. He rolled over, found Fen, who was deliciously warm and soft and only beginning to stir, and snuffled a protest into the nape of his neck.

“I have to get up.”

Alfie draped an arm over him and groped in a downwards kind of way. “You already are.”

“I mean I have to work.”

“Or”—Alfie gave Fen a languorous stroke—“you could stay here with me.”

That earned him a sweet, drowsy sound of mingled pleasure and reluctance. “Oh, Alfie, I need to get the shop ready or the stock will spoil and we’ll lose even more money.”

“Can I help out?”

Fen shook his head. “I can manage.”

“I wasn’t saying you couldn’t. Just asking to be involved.”

“I don’t want you to be involved.” He was going to insist, but Fen went on. “I’d rather think of the hot man in my bed than drag you out of it before dawn to unload deliveries.”

As arguments went, it was pretty irresistible. “Well, at least let me give you something to take with you.”

“I really have to—”

“Won’t take long.”

Alfie rolled Fen onto his back, pinned him down by the hips, and went down on him with gusto.1 He was still all warm and sleep-lax, except for his cock, which was hard enough to challenge Alfie’s gag reflex. Not that he minded—he liked it when Fen was a little out of control. Which he soon was, the air full of his hoarse moans and the scrabble of his fingers against the wall above his head and his body writhing under Alfie’s hands. He came in a scant handful of minutes, babbling out an incoherent stream of yes and oh and Alfie Alfie Alfie.

“Now that,” said Alfie, sitting back on his heels and wiping his mouth, “is a proper wake up.”

Fen was strewn, noticeably wobbly-legged and pink-flushed, across the sheets. “I think you might be insatiable, Alfie Bell.”

Greg had made a similar observation, even though Alfie was firmly under the impression he had average appetites for a healthy northern lad in his prime. And, besides, he was starting to discover his enthusiasm for Greg, while it had been pretty major at the time, was nothing compared to his desire for Fen. Who he could barely keep his hands off. Who, in fact, some bestial part of his brain—well, probably not his brain exactly—wanted to keep naked and fuck-ready forever.

Shit. He was a pervert. A gay pervert.

“Well.” He shrugged. “I’ve got years of catching up to do.”

Fen stretched, muscles pulling tight under the smooth wave of his skin. “And there I thought I was special.”

“No, no, you are. It’s never been like this before. Never felt like—”

He was mercifully interrupted by Fen’s laughter. And then by his mouth. It wasn’t exactly the sexiest or the most romantic kiss Alfie had ever received, given they were both barely awake and Fen tasted sleepy and he probably tasted of Fen, but it was still…exactly right.

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