Page 81 of Antidote

“Let’s play a game,” he murmurs as he closes the door and locks it. I glance around the room and spot a box with candles on top of it, and butterflies fill my belly. “Pretend it’s senior year, and let’s blow out our candles in bed—” There’s a pause, and he widens his eyes dramatically. “Naked.”

I widen my eyes in return and laugh, then begin to strip. He does the same, dropping his clothes everywhere, then goes to the box when we’re both completely naked. I sit in bed, crossing my legs, and wait for him. It takes him a minute to prepare our cupcakes, but my heart clenches in my chest when he lights the candles and turns off the lights.

The room is dark, the only light being the soft glow of the birthday candles, and Hunter’s green eyes glow brightly as he settles next to me in the bed, sitting precisely like I am. He hands me a cupcake, and we hold them in front of each other. They’re vanilla cupcakes with white frosting, and my eyes do this blurry thing where I know I’m about to fucking cry. And when he smiles at me, a nostalgic smile, it takes everything in me to hold in the tears.

“We’re finally here. Together,” Hunt whispers, and I smile.

“It feels too good to be true.”

“That’s because we’re that good.” He gets closer to me and kisses my forehead. “We’re forever, Ollie. Promise me forever.”

We’ve already done that before, and look where that got us. But maybe this is my wish coming true. Maybe this is our forever.

“Promise me, Ollie.” I swallow hard at the desperation in his voice. “That no matter what happens, we’ll always find our way back to each other.”

“Tell me something real,” I whisper.

Hunter gazes into my eyes. “I love you,” he whispers back. “I always have, and I always will. I can’t live without you, Ollie. I don’t know how. You’re my fucking oxygen, and without you, I’m suffocating. There’s no life for me without you in it.”

Oh, God.

My chest expands. “I love you so fucking much, Hunter.” I stare up at him, and there are tears in his eyes now. “I will never stop.” I take a deep, shuddering breath. “So I promise. I promise we will always find our way back to each other.”

“You’re going to be my husband someday, Blue.” He smiles as he says it. “You’ll see.”

“Swear it to me.”

“I swear.” He smiles, then taps his cupcake softly against mine. “Cheers, baby.”

“One.” I smile as I look into his eyes.

“Two,” he says, grinning back.

“Three.”

And then we blow our candles out.

There’s a rustling of the sheets as I place my cupcake next to me, and then suddenly, Hunter tackles me into the bed. I spread my legs, and I feel my cock hardening as soon as he settles between them. He shifts his hips until our cocks slide against each other, and it feels so fucking good I cry out. He’s panting, I’m moaning, and he goes a little harder.

Fuck.

Our lips meet in a crash, and we’re all tongues and teeth as we bite and nip at each other. He pulls away, and it takes me a moment to reorient myself as he begins to lick and suck on my neck, then goes lower. There’s movement I can’t see, but then he’s smearing something cold on my balls and my dick.

“What the—” Suddenly, his mouth is on me, his tongue licking a path up my balls and to my dick. “Fuck, baby,” I moan when he takes me between his lips and groans, giving me a deep suck. My dick hits the back of his throat, and he swallows me down, gagging around my length. It feels so damn good. My back arches off the bed, and I grab his hair and tighten my fingers in his strands.

My spine begins to tingle, and it’s fucking embarrassing how close I am to coming already, but when I start to moan louder and get closer to my release, Hunter lets go of me with a pop. Instead, he smears more stuff on me and jerks my dick. It’s slippery yet thick, and I thrust my hips up, chasing the friction. Then I’m coming in hot spurts, and I feel it on my abs as Hunter slows down.

“God, Ollie,” Hunter groans, pressing his hand to my lips. “Lick it clean.”

I do, I lick my cum off his fingers and hand, and I taste something sweet mixed with it—frosting. Then he’s going back down my chest, trailing his warm tongue toward my abs and licking my skin, cleaning me up too. I close my eyes and smile, focusing on the feelings in my chest right now. I can’t believe this is real. That he told me he loves me again. That we promised each other forever.

“You ready for me, Blue?” he asks softly, and I spread my legs wider for him. His arm brushes against me as he reaches under my pillow, and when I hear the cap of the lube give way, I laugh.

“It seems you’re the one who’s prepared for this.” I smile, then reach under the other pillow. “But I have something else for you.”

“What is it?”

“Let’s just say it’s your turn to lie down and give me the lube.” Hunter makes a choking sound, and I chuckle. “Don’t worry, Hunt. It’s just a toy.”

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