“Why would I know that? Anytime I’ve crashed at yours or you’ve crashed at mine, you’re always awake before I am and dressed.”

“Oh.” Ash shrugged. “I sleep naked.” It wasn’t really the sort of thing he went around advertising. Who the hell cared how he slept? Except for Cael. He seemed particularly interested, which was fine with Ash.

“So you go commando, and you sleep naked.”

“I don’t like underwear. It’s too constricting. And sleeping naked is more comfortable.”

Cael turned to face the TV. Ash waited for him to say something, but he just sat there, staring at the TV, but not really watching it.

“You okay?” Ash asked. Had he said something wrong? Was it weird? He was hardly the first guy to go commando or sleep naked. He liked how the sheets felt against his bare skin, and he hated feeling hot. He especially hated collars or tight things around his neck.

“Sorry, I’m rebooting my brain because you just short-circuited it with that information.”

Ash chuckled. “I have?”

“Well, yeah. I mean, I know how you look in your PJs, and then I find out you don’t wear anything at all to bed, and that’s just…. You, sir, are a meanie.”

“How am I a meanie?” Ash asked, amused by Cael’s pout.

“Because now you’ve put these images in my head, and I can’t get them out, and they’re going to drive me crazy.”

Ash chuckled and tried to pull him close, but Cael was having none of it.

“Aw, come on. Don’t be mad. You’re the one who brought it up. What’s the big deal?”

Cael got up and turned to face him, his hands on his hips. “What’s the big deal? I’ll show you what the big deal is, Ash Keeler.”

Ash cocked his head to one side, wondering what Cael was going on about. He opened his mouth to ask when Cael stepped up to him, shoved his knees apart, and stepped between them. Ash’s eyes widened, and his pulse shot up. He wanted to ask Cael what he was doing, but nothing came out. His brain ceased to function. Cael removed his T-shirt and threw it onto the couch. A strangled noise was all that escaped Ash as he sat there, mesmerized by Cael’s smooth, sinewy torso. He was so distracted, he hadn’t realized what Cael was doing until Cael had straddled him. Oh sweet Jesus.

Cael took hold of Ash’s hands and placed them on his ass before thrusting down against him, his hard erection pressed up against Ash’s now-stiff dick.

“This is the big deal,” Cael said in a husky tone. “You have no idea how bad I want to touch you, taste you, feel you. Do you know how long I’ve dreamed of being with you? Years, Ash. For years I’ve tortured myself with thoughts of you kissing me, taking me to bed, making love to me, fucking me.”

Cael thrust his hips down against him, and Ash groaned. Oh God, this wasn’t good. It felt good. Fuck, it felt so damn good.

“I’d close my eyes and picture myself running my hands over you.” Cael slid his hands up Ash’s chest. “If you knew all the things I dreamed of doing with you….” He pressed himself against Ash, his arms wrapped around Ash’s neck.

Ash’s fingers dug into Cael’s plump asscheeks. Oh fuck. There was nothing but thin cotton between them, and Ash could feel Cael’s hard cock against his own, the sweet pressure. A rolling wave of desire thundered through him, and he wanted nothing more than to throw Cael down onto the couch, to taste and feel every inch of his beautiful body, to bury himself in between these gorgeous cheeks. Cael’s lips touched Ash’s neck, drawing a gasp from him. The most delicious shiver went up his spine, and he slipped his hands up Cael’s body, feeling the contours of his back, the curve of his spine, his firm muscles and soft skin.

Just do it. Give in. You want him. He’s yours. He’s offering himself to you, so take him.

“I can’t.” Ash took hold of Cael’s shoulders and gently pushed him away. “I’m so sorry, Cael, but this is…. I can’t do this right now.”

Cael nodded, and Ash could see him trying his hardest to put on a brave front.

“Guess it’s going to have to remain a dream a little longer. Excuse me.” He pulled away from Ash and got up. He picked his T-shirt up off the couch, swiftly tugged it on, and made for the stairs.

“Cael, wait.”

“Good night, Ash. Sleep tight.” Cael hurried toward the stairs, and Ash couldn’t stand to see him go, especially not upset like this, so he followed him.

“Stay. I’m begging you.”

Cael stopped in his tracks, remaining there silently for several seconds. Straightening, he took a deep breath and released it slowly. He turned around, his heartache and disappointment hitting Ash hard. It was all there on his sweet boyish face for the world to see.

“I’m sorry I broke my promise. I said no pressure, and then I push you like that. I’m really sorry. I am. It was too much too soon. It’s probably best if we sleep in separate rooms tonight. I hope you won’t be angry with me in the morning.”

“Never. And don’t apologize. It’s me. It’s all me.”

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