Chapter 103
“Got it,” Jason said. “You want to be this version of us. For now. But it’s not impersonal.” He touched Colby’s cheek again, wove fingers into newly sunbeam-fair hair. “It’s personal. Yeah, we just met, and yeah, we’re both gonna get exactly what we came here for, but it’s not anyone random. I saw you, and you saw me, and I want you because you’re you.”
Colby said, “Oh.”
“Always do. Anyversion of you.”
“I know,” Colby whispered. “I do. I was—it was only a lot. For a moment. That last bit, though…about me getting off on that, knowing I’m pleasing you, I’m the person you want to…er…bend over and claim…oh, yes, that. That was good.”
“Good.” Jason stroked his hair a bit more, guided Colby closer, rested Colby’s head against his hip. Colby tensed briefly at the first nudge forward, then relaxed, in a sort of surprised all-over softening. He even tucked his face more into Jason’s hip, and curled a hand around Jason’s thigh to hold on, flexible and clinging as a woods-fairy.