Take My Body (Curse Bound 2)

But regardless of how many things were easier with a fresh face, a credit card, and a cushy home, he still had the responsibility to take care of his family, and it unnerved him that he currently needed to rely on someone else to handle his debt. And Noah. So far, both of them succeeded at living one another’s lives, but there would come a time when feigned confidence and looks wouldn’t be enough to make up for the lack of experience. And then, everything would fall apart.

Gunner frowned, rising to his toes in an attempt to grab his favorite protein powder off the shelf, but no matter how much he strained his calves, it remained out of reach.

So yeah, there were disadvantages to being cute and tiny.

“Let me help you with that,” Caspian said, standing right behind Gunner as he effortlessly picked up the plastic container. He wore his own expensive cologne, and its spicy aroma overwhelmed Gunner’s senses when they stood so close.

Little things like this were what made Gunner’s heart float. Caspian was there for him whenever possible, and they couldn’t take their hands off each other. Gunner didn’t even care that it was freaky anymore, because the pure joy of being with a man overshadowed the concerns he should have had.

Caspian was an unstoppable tide not just because of the size and strength of his new body, but because he exuded confidence Gunner would have never imagined hiding behind Caspian’s original features. He was cockier each day, and Gunner couldn’t help but be drawn to his attitude. For once, he didn’t have to make all the decisions, because Caspian was more than willing to take charge. Like yesterday, when Caspian had taken them to the clinic for an STD test. Despite protesting the very idea just two weeks prior, Gunner did what Caspian wanted, because that was how they rolled.

It was a little late for that, really, but Gunner kept that opinion to himself. What mattered was that it was important to Caspian. Their relationship was tainted by bad blood and ugly events from the past that couldn’t be changed, but their connection already felt as if it had been tattooed into Gunner’s flesh with ink only he could see. The intensity of their time together made Gunner realize that if they figured out how to swap back, removing that emotional tattoo would leave him with scars.

He smiled back at Caspian, thrilled over having such a massive man at his side. “Thanks. Could you carry it? I’ll write down how much and how often you should have it.” Because Caspian had no idea about maintaining muscle mass.

Gunner used to be obsessed with keeping his body as large and intimidating as possible, since in his world that commanded respect, but his new form offered a new perspective, and he realized that losing a couple of pounds while being six-five wouldn’t make that much of a difference in the grand scheme of things.

But Caspian was on board with both training and nutrition, excited about the size of his biceps, and eagerly listened to everything Gunner had to say on the topic.

“I could even carry you, if that’s what you want,” Caspian said with a wiggle of his brows and slid his hand along Gunner’s shoulders.

They were at a big supermarket out of town where Gunner got his supplies in bulk, so while he wouldn’t kiss Caspian in public, this casual closeness didn’t petrify him as much. His fear had two dimensions now. Of being out as Caspian, but also of someone spotting Caspian being sweet with him. The big body with an inked face didn’t allow much anonymity in a town like Grit, Ohio.

He playfully shoved at Caspian with his shoulders. “Show off.”

“You know me. Always eager to show my boy his place on my dick,” Caspian whispered, leaning in so his breath tickled Gunner’s ear.

Heat climbed up Gunner’s neck. This did not get old. Caspian had the filthiest mouth, the meanest hands, the best cock, and Gunner loved everything about his company. The constant excitement between them made Gunner lose his breath, and his mind.

“Not in the store…” He laughed, but didn’t miss the opportunity to squeeze Caspian’s pec when he gave his chest a playful shove. It was such a delicious slab of meat.

“Are you sure? You don’t want everyone to know you’re taken?” Caspian said and led Gunner forward by pressing his palm to his back, as if he wanted to make sure at least Gunner realized whom he belonged to.

Hot cotton candy sprouted in Gunner’s chest as he lifted his eyes, staring at Caspian. “I kinda do.”

Never in a thousand years had Gunner imagined any of his gay fantasies would come to life, yet here they were, and he had no doubt they’d be fucking on some side road within minutes of leaving the store.