How could Lucas possibly know that I’ve been dreaming about him? Just so he knows that, even if I was into guys, I’d be way out of his league. Gay sex Since I can’t get my mouth to close, and I’m beyond compelled to do it anyway, I try with my jaw hanging. Emerald or maybe jade? In the back of my mind, I know I can make myself breakfast or get some more sleep, but I don’t move from my spot beside the table. My entire body tingles pleasantly, even in my cock, which actually stirs a bit. Nose always in a book, spent my time buried in academics, which you, for some reason, took as a personal insult.”“Listen to me, you son-of-a-bitch,” I say through my teeth. He sniffles, his shoulders quiver a little, and when he looks back up at me, tears swim through his eyes.“Y-You promise you won’t be mad?”Lucas fiddles with his fingers and fidgets in the chair, his voice maintaining that meek and timid quality it had when I first moved in with him.
