Page 72 of The Devil You Know
Over lunch, they searched for nearby open campgrounds that had both a great location and the amenities for a comfortable week-long stay. Seth found a good spot at a nearby year-round campground.
“It’s quiet, with parking spots that look out onto the lake and absolutely no reported supernatural activity.”
Evan grinned. “Perfect.”
They stocked the RV’s fridge before they left the Cleveland suburbs, making sure they had everything they needed to stay at least a week—even if they got snowed in.
“This place is beautiful,” Evan said as Seth took the long way to their campsite to get a look around. Ice verged a small lake, and while the mini-golf was closed for the winter, a sign on the campground canteen advertised sled and cross-country ski rentals.
“What do you want to do first?” Evan asked.
“Honestly? Cook a good meal, warm up and relax with a glass of scotch, turn on the fireplace and curl up with you on the couch. Movie optional.”
“That sounds wonderful,” Evan agreed. “I have some ideas about things to do if the movie doesn’t hold your interest.” He added a smile that promised a good time.
“I’m looking forward to taking you up on that proposition.” Seth grinned. “I don’t care if we leave the trailer—or the bed—for the rest of the week.”
Lasagna with a salad and garlic bread made for a hearty meal and plenty of leftovers. Seth poured scotch for both of them, and they settled into the puffy leather couch facing the TV and the electric fireplace. Seth sat sideways so that Evan could nestle between his legs with his back against Seth’s chest.
They sipped the whiskey and picked an action movie they had seen dozens of times before.
Evan closed his eyes and rested his head against Seth. He lifted Seth’s arm so it was over his chest and breathed in his scent, reassuring himself that they were alive and together.
That first night, lecherous plans aside, both Seth and Evan fell asleep twined together on the couch from sheer exhaustion. Long after the movie ended, Seth roused Evan, and they stumbled to bed, still half-asleep.
In the morning, Evan awoke in Seth’s arms. He lay still for a moment, listening to his lover breathe, overwhelmed and grateful to have him alive and back in his bed.
Evan’s fingers traced lazily up and down Seth’s chest. “Sleep well?”
Seth nodded. “I didn’t dream. And I’m with you, so it’s all good.”
Evan felt Seth’s cock stir. “What do you want?” Evan kissed Seth’s bare chest. He shifted so he could rub against Seth’s thigh.
“I want you to fuck me and remind me we’re both alive,” Seth murmured, letting his hand run up and down Evan’s flank. “And when we’re done, I’ll return the favor.”
“I’ll never turn down an offer like that.” Evan leaned in to lick at Seth’s nipples until they pebbled beneath his tongue. He slid a hand down to tease Seth’s cock through the sheet with slow strokes, alternating palm and fingertips until Seth gasped and arched, and a wet spot made his hunger clear.
“Evan,” Seth groaned. “Need you.”
Evan rolled on top of Seth, settling between his thighs. Evan tugged Seth’s boxer-briefs down and managed to wriggle out of his own at the same time. They’d left clothing in a trail across the floor the night before.
Seth grabbed the lube from the nightstand drawer. “That was one of the ways I knew that I wasn’t in the right place in the dream-world,” he said. “No lube.”
Evan squeezed out a measure of the gel, rubbing his palms together to warm it before he took both of them in hand with sure, smooth strokes. Seth’s fingertips glided up and down Evan’s back, then across the firm muscles of his shoulders and upper arms, and down to squeeze his ass.Maybe he needs to reassure himself that this is real,Evan thought.
“Want to come with you inside me,” Seth breathed. “Want to feel you fill me up.”
“Shh. I’m getting there.” Evan twisted his hand over the heads of their cocks, intense enough that it nearly sent them both over the edge.
Evan let go and sat back on his haunches, using more lube to ease his finger into Seth’s tight hole. Seth wriggled to urge him deeper, and Evan obliged, adding a second finger and then a third. He grazed Seth’s sweet spot, sending shocks of pleasure through Seth’s body.
“Please,” Seth moaned. “I’m ready. Ready enough.”
“Don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t. I need an edge to it this time,” Seth confessed. “To make it real. I want the burn. I want to feel you afterward all day, a reminder.”
Evan regarded him for a moment, then nodded. “Okay.” He hooked his elbows under Seth’s thighs and pulled Seth toward him until they were aligned.
