Wear It Like A Crown by Zarah Detand

Author:Zarah Detand [Detand, Zarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-02T23:00:00+00:00

VIII.

Leo woke in a cold sweat. Grey brightness cut into the space behind his lids, and as soon as he moved, he felt a twinge in his muscles, a soreness that was mostly pleasant, his body loose and relaxed.

Oh. Oh, fuck.

He’d spent the night with Joshua.

Slowly, Leo turned his head. Joshua lay sprawled next to him, cheek smushed into a pillow, lips parted in sleep. He was naked, the duvet having slipped down to pool around his waist, and a shiver of arousal zipped down Leo's spine.

He stamped down on it.

Shit. Shit. This shouldn’t have happened. None of last night should have happened. Not that first time they’d fucked, Leo riding Joshua, deep and steady until his thighs had quivered with each shift and Joshua had flipped them over, thrusting into Leo with quick strokes and a hand on Leo's dick, too good for Leo to last much longer. Not the second time either, in the tub with Leo's fingers tangled in Joshua’s curls, little tugs as he’d fucked Joshua’s mouth, water rushing all around them, clumping Joshua’s lashes together. Joshua had sounded wrecked afterwards, voice raw, and Leo had pushed him down into the tub, had crawled on top of him and kissed him while wanking him off, had still been kissing him when Joshua had spilled over Leo's fist. They also shouldn’t have fallen asleep facing each other, hands laced between them, one of Leo's ankles trapped between Joshua’s calves.

In the harsh light of the day, it seemed like a beautiful, impossible dream. And Leo was no less in love with Joshua than last night.

He’d made a mistake.

But there was also no way to undo this, no way to go back. There was no way forward either.

Leo shuffled down to the foot of the bed and slid out from underneath the duvet, grabbed yesterday’s boxers off the floor and snatched up Joshua’s plaid shirt. He stood silently for a moment, watching the rise and fall of Joshua’s chest, the twitch of his lashes that suggested a vivid dream. Quietly, clothes bundled in his arms and bare feet noiseless on the wooden floor, Leo crept out of the room.

As much as he wanted to, he couldn’t make a run for it. He also couldn’t stay in Joshua’s bed for even a second longer, not when he’d be fooling himself, would be fooling Joshua as well.

Want to stay inside you forever.

Leo's foot caught on the kitchen door. He stumbled into the room, pausing just long enough to pull on the boxers and Joshua’s shirt, before he went to put the kettle on. Automatically, he moved to reach for the mug he’d claimed as his own, then stopped himself as he realised there were traces of himself scattered everywhere. His glance flickered to the blackboard, the one with Mo’s sketch of him and Nate, then moved on to the betting list pinned to the fridge.

He chose a different cup, one that came with a blue flower pattern on a white background,

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