Chapter 57
Jason kept the fingers busy, drawing out sensation until Colby was practically incoherent, fantastical voice babbling Jason’s name and strings of yesand pleaseand so much, too much, I can’t, I can’t, but he didn’t say stop or red, and his whole body quivered and spasmed with ecstasy. Eventually he grew quiet, voice trailing off; his eyes were open but unfocused, and his hands dropped to the bed and lay quiescent. Jason drew fingers out of him, and kissed him. “Colby? Babe? Still with me?”
Colby let out a noise that wasn’t a word, languid and almost innocent, eyes big and lips parted.
“Nonverbal?” Jason said. “You?” and petted his hip. “Hey, come on, say something, should I be worried?”
Colby shook his head at that. A few strands of hair stuck to his face; Jason brushed them back and kissed his temple. “Not too much?”