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“Yeah, it was fucking great,” Jesse said.

Honestly, he couldn’t remember the last time he’d come so hard. Maybe the night he’d teased Connor with his toy, but otherwise? He was drawing a blank.

Jesse turned in Connor’s arms, looking him in the eye. “It was perfect,” he assured him. “All of it. Well, until I tripped over the lamp and nearly outed us.”

Connor gave him a rueful look, slicking his hair back. “Yeah, well, I already know you’re my little chaos demon.”

Jesse grinned. He liked the way Connor said that, like he seemed to think Jesse was adorable for it, instead of annoying.

“You’re Catholic, are you supposed to get involved with a demon?”

“I’m not supposed to get involved withmen. Not sure him being a demon or whatever is actually that much worse.”

“Ugh, fair,” Jesse said. But he wondered … “Hey. Does that bother you?”

“Bother me?”

“That you’re doing something your church says is immoral.”

Connor sighed, touching the cross on his necklace. “It’s weird, honestly. I had to wrestle with all that when Kelly came out. And I guess I’d still call myself Catholic but I—I don’t feel the same way about it I did before. I don’tbelievein the same way. I’m not saying I’ve stopped believing in God but I’m starting to see how … howhumanthe church is, you know? It’s a bunch of dudes making up these rules from two thousand years ago, basing their entire belief system on some stories that are just as old.”

“Or older,” Jesse said, because honestly, it wasn’t like the Catholic Church or even Christianity had a lock on the idea of a virgin birth, which was pretty fucking common all over the world.

“Or older,” Connor agreed. He looked somber now, but not upset. Just thoughtful. “So I don’t know what I believe, exactly. But Kelly’s not wrong for loving Anders, I fucking know that. And if my religion, my family’s religion tells them they are, then that religion must be wrong.”

“And you’re not wrong for having sex with men,” Jesse pressed, because he wanted to be sure Connor actually believed that.

“I’m not wrong for having sex with you.” Connor leaned in, brushing their lips together, his thumb and forefinger warm when he gripped Jesse’s chin. “This feels pretty right to me.”

“Good.” Pleased, Jesse wrapped his arms around Connor again, pressing his forehead against Connor’s. “Because I like what we’re doing, Connor. I like it a lot.”

“Yeah, me too.” There was a gruffness to Connor’s voice that said he was feeling something, but Jesse wasn’t sure what. Hell, he wasn’t sure if Connor even knew.

Jesse trailed a hand down Connor’s arm, enjoying the flex of his bicep. “And I fucking loved your tongue in my ass,” he whispered, pressing even closer.

“Christ.” Connor had a grip on Jesse’s hips now and he tightened it. “I could tell.”

“Your beard and mustache …” Jesse shivered. “Feels so fucking good.”

“You liked my fingers in your mouth too,” Connor said.

Jesse let out a breathless little laugh because shit, clearly Connor had noticed how into that he was. “Yeah. I like the feel of both holes being filled.”

“Fuuuck.” Connor reached down, palming Jesse’s ass. “Really?”

“Yeah.” In the past, he’d always done it with two people, because hey, that was easy enough to find when he looked the way he did and had the career he did. People tripped over themselves to fall into bed with him. But he’d never had any one person make him feel the way Connor did.

Hell, two people had never been as good as Connor alone had been tonight.

“Maybe when we’re back home I’ll fill your ass with that toy and turn it on,” Connor said, voice raspy. “Then tease you with the remote while I fuck your mouth.”

Jesse went lightheaded at the mental image. “Fuck,Connor!”

He plastered his chest against Connor’s, sending him stumbling back, Jesse’s shampoo clattering to the shower floor.

“Caref—”

Jesse cut off his reminder to be careful by sealing his mouth over Connor’s, kissing him deeply. Connor groaned and kissed him back, cupping his cheek to deepen it. Kissed Jesse until he was hard against his thigh again.

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