Page 115 of The Lost Art of Finding Where You Belong

“Let’s find out, shall we?”

‘Absolutely delightful’ was the answer to that question. Because Brannal was the best tease ever, he didn’t just suck Perian, he mouthed at his cock and blew over the wet patches of fabric.

Perian squirmed, loving the absurdly thin barrier hampering their movement, sliding unexpectedly against his skin, making him shiver as those cooling damp patches pressed against his skin when he didn’t expect it…

Brannal finally nudged apart the layers of fabric and swallowed down his cock, and it didn’t take long at all before Perian was coming, collapsing back onto the bed with a groan. And then Brannal leaned over him and jerked off, fingers flying over his cock until he’d splattered all over Perian’s skin and the robe. Perian groaned even louder, his cock twitching.

“Oh, that was so sexy.”

Brannal agreed gruffly, “It really was. That was an inspired idea.”

“Molun and Arvus have excellent sex ideas,” Perian agreed.

Brannal was silent for a moment before he said, “I know I’m not always the most adventurous.”

Perian sucked in a sharp breath and rolled so he was facing Brannal entirely. He reached out to cup Brannal’s cheek. “That was not even remotely a criticism of you. I love what we do together. I just meant I also enjoyed when Molun, Arvus, and I played together. Watching them was hot, I won’t deny that. Given a choice, I’d rather not do anything without you.”

Brannal was looking at him with a bit of confusion. “Watching them?”

Perian nodded. “They put on little shows for me while you were away. A bit more graphic than you and I did, but I’m sure you can imagine.”

Brannal looked a little stunned. “Did you not have sex?”

Perian should have realized what Brannal had assumed. He shook his head. “It just didn’t feel right without you. But there were a couple hours each night where I was supposed to be airing my arm before we put the bandages back on, so they’d put on a show for me, and then we’d sleep together. Just sleep.”

Brannal kissed the top of his head. “I remember you saying. I thought you hadsex as well.”

“And you regretted that you suggested it?” Perian prompted gently.

“Not regret… exactly,” Brannal said carefully, like he couldn’t quite figure out how to describe it. “I’m still glad I suggested it, because I don’t like the idea of you lonely while I was away. It’s more that I’m not sure I quite anticipated how I would feel after the fact about you having that connection without me.”

“Well, I think we were all happy not to be having sex without you. I mean, I’m still not sure about sex at all, but if we play any sort of way, I would rather it be with you.”

“I would rather that too,” Brannal agreed, face relaxing a little. “If you’re sure you’re happy with it, I would prefer shows when I’m away rather than anything else. You looked cozy and appealing in the bed when I found you, I mean that. I’d much rather imagine that than you alone, but I think I would be happier with you not having sex without me.”

“Then we won’t have sex,” Perian agreed simply.

Brannal still looked like he thought it should be more complicated than that, or like he thought this wasn’t something he should ask for.

Perian’s lips quirked up. “Do you not remember me panicking when I thought about you having sex with someone else? Am I the only one allowed to be insecure or realize belatedly that something makes me really uncomfortable?”

And Brannal sighed and shook his head. “No, of course not.” He huffed a breath. “Well, not consciously. I think I might have bought more into the idea of Summus needing to be indestructible and… anduntouchablethan I realized. It’s absurd, really.” He smiled at Perian. “I’m not doing it nearly as gracefully as I would have liked, so I apologize for that, but you’ve turned my life upside down in the best possible way. Thank you.”

Perian smiled at him. “You’re very welcome. You’ve done the same for me.”

“I thought we might take a walk around town after, er, lunch,” Brannal said, apparently realizing they’d been lounging for quite a while. “Unless you would prefer to just go back to bed.”

Perian was tempted, but they could have sex in bed wherever they were. Brannal had gone to the trouble of bringing them here, and they should probably see something other than just the parlor and their room, shouldn’t they?

“Let’s go walk,” Perian agreed. “It’ll be good to stretch our legs.”

Brannal’s eyes flashed. “And then I’ll stretch other parts of you, I promise.”

Perian’s blood heated just thinking about it, and he came close to scrapping the entire idea and deciding they should go back to bed after all. But no, he wanted to see the town.

Once they’d finished their meal, they got fully dressed and then headed outside. They swung by the stables because Perian wanted to check on the horses. They were totally fine, not seeming to miss him and Brannal, and clearly well cared for.

They continued on. It was so nice to be able to spend this time together. Brannal was still alert, because there could be a demon attack anywhere, but this wasn’thiscity, and it wasn’t nearly as big or as populous. It wasn’t his castle, where the effect was even more obvious. His duty had softened slightly.

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