“I won’t be able to walk out of here once we get to Cedarwood.” Michael’s laugh boomed in the limo. “But it was worth it.”
“I didn’t hurt you?” Niall let go of Michael, allowing his lover to sit up. “I haven’t fucked anyone in a long time. I’m always the bottom.”
“You’re a good top, when you want to be.” Michael rubbed his palm over his head. He sighed and eased Niall’s cock out of his ass. He flopped onto the couch beside Niall and stretched out. Cum shimmered on his belly. “I like being on top, but I’ll bottom for you any day.”
Niall removed the condom. “Garbage?”
“There’s a bag in the console.” Michael turned his head. “Over there. Give it here and I’ll toss it.”
He tied off the end and offered up the spent condom. “Thanks,” Niall muttered. When Michael stretched out beside him again, he slapped his palm on Michael’s thigh. “So where do we go from here? Home?”
“We go home and fuck each other’s brains out tonight. Tomorrow, when I have to leave, you come along.” Michael sighed and rested his head on Niall’s shoulder. “This is where I belong. Doesn’t matter who I am as long as I’m with you. Both sides of me now belong to you.”
Niall closed his eyes. “I agree.” He never would’ve thought his musical hero would end up being the guy across the hallway at the school, but he didn’t care. He loved Michael—both sides of him—and soon he’d be able to admit his truths. First, he wanted to wear out the springs in his bed, allowing Michael to fuck him. He’d found his other half when he’d wandered into the staff meeting and caught Michael’s glance. No matter how many sides there were, they’d be able to forge a future together.