Page 151 of Body Check

“Maybe we can take turns?” Gavin offered.

Dakota smiled at him. “You were the one who reminded me there are plenty of ways to have sex.”

“Exactly.” Gavin touched his face. “It’s never about what we do, or how we do it, only how we feel. We’ll go with whatever feels right in the moment to both of us.”

“How doesthisfeel?” Dakota said, shifting so he was wedged between the couch cushions and Gavin’s body. He took Gavin’s cock in his hand, using the remaining lube to slick the way.

“Perfect,” Gavin said with a sigh, wrapping an arm around Dakota’s shoulders and pulling him in until he was half draped over Gavin’s chest.

They kissed as Dakota stroked him, firm, gliding tugs that made Gavin gasp against his mouth, hips beginning to rise and fall once again.

Dakota smiled against his lips, liking the way Gavin unashamedly chased his own pleasure.

It wasn’t long before Gavin tensed, shuddering as he came all over Dakota’s fist in a warm gushing release.

“Yeah,” Dakota whispered. “Just like that.”

He kept stroking until Gavin trembled under him and finally pushed his hand away with a gasping little laugh.

“Fuck,” Gavin managed, flopping back onto the throw pillow.

“Mm-hmm,” Dakota agreed, wiping his hand on the blanket under Gavin’s hips. The couch was probably fine, the blanket, not so much. Oh well. If it didn’t come clean in the wash, they’d get something new.

When Gavin invited him to move in, he’d offered to redesign the apartment to suit both their tastes, but Dakota wasn’t sold on the idea. He did have a few boxes stashed at his sister’s he’d like to unpack though.

He could picture adding a few of the handwoven pillows he’d picked up at artisan markets in Seattle to soften the look of thefirm lines of the leather sofa. He could imagine buying a few plants and hanging a crystal suncatcher Violet had bought him a few years ago in front of the windows.

Dakota smiled and tucked his head against Gavin’s shoulder, reminded of the show they’d put on. Hopefully their neighbors had enjoyed it.

“How do you think our audience would rate us?” he asked, pressing his palm to Gavin’s chest and idly rubbing.

“Nine out of ten,” Gavin mumbled, already sliding into his usual post-orgasm stupor.

“Just anine?” Dakota was a little offended.

“Mmm, gotta leave room for improvement, sweetheart.” Gavin pressed a sloppy kiss to the top of his head.

Dakota smiled, trailing his fingers lower.

“You know, I think we’re both a little more versatile than either of us realized,” Dakota said, dragging his finger through the pool of cum on Gavin’s stomach. Objectively, it was kind of gross, especially as it cooled, but it was another part of Gavin. And how could he not love every bit of him?

“I guess so,” Gavin said, stretching a little, a yawn escaping him. “You might even say we’re flexible.”

Dakota snorted. “I think you need to do some more yoga before you can call yourself flexible.” He’d caught that wince of Gavin’s when he put his leg on his shoulder earlier.

“Good thing I have a live-in yoga instructor,” Gavin teased, though his eyelids were starting to look a little heavy.

“Good thing.” Dakota turned his head, pressing his lips to Gavin’s cheek. His beard was prickly soft right now. The perfect length.

“Hey, why haven’t you had me doing any Pilates yet?” Gavin asked, playing with the ends of Dakota’s hair.

“I had no idea you wanted to try it,” Dakota countered with a shrug, burrowing his face into the warm crook of Gavin’s neck.

“I’ll try anything at least once. Especially if it’s with you.”

Dakota smiled against his skin, heart filled with love at the sweet words. “Then I guess I’ll have to make up a new workout plan for you.”

“Send it to my personal email,” Gavin muttered. And then he was out.

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