Page 41 of Seamus's Basement
Glass dropping from his hand, Seamus jerked his head to the side and stared at them, wide-eyed. Thankfully, he had rubber mats down behind the bar and he hadn’t yet started filling it.
“Seamus, if you want lessons, you don’t need to eavesdrop. Come on over here and we’ll tell you how to use your tongue to make someone scream.” He nudged DJ with his elbow. “Right, Deej?”
It was mean to be amused by Seamus’s deer-in-the-headlights expression, but he couldn’t help himself when he looked so cute. “Don’t tease him, Lucas,” he said.
“I’m helping, not teasing.” He raised his arm and waved Seamus over. “School’s in session and Professor Reika is here. Today’s topic, Rimming 101.”
He was sure Seamus would find something fascinating to do as far away from them as possible, but instead, he wiped his palms on his jeans and approached them.
“See?” Lucas turned to DJ, looking delighted. “He wants to learn.”
“Um, I don’t—”
“Shhh.” Lucas shoved his empty glass at DJ. “Hold my beer, I’m going in.”
“This was a martini.”
“Of course it was. Do I look like the kind of person who drinks beer?”
He didn’t actually.
“Seamus, stick out your tongue so I know what I’m working with,” Lucas directed.
“I’m not showing you my tongue.” He crossed his arms over his chest.
“Fine.” Lucas rolled his eyes. “Eating ass mostly comes down to common sense, patience, and enthusiasm anyway.” He looked pointedly at Seamus. “Do you have that?”
“Are you being serious?” Seamus asked and then he shifted his gaze to DJ. “Is he being serious?”
“Yes!” Lucas said way too loudly.
“Yes,” DJ confirmed.
“Huh.” Seamus sounded more curious than anything else, but he’d already proven to have endless common sense, patience, and enthusiasm when it came to sex, and his thoughtful expression indicated that DJ was going to be very, very happy later that night.
Chapter 12
“I am so glad to be home,” Seamus said as he closed their front door.
“It was a long night of traveling, but it was worth it to see everyone for Christmas, right?” DJ curled his arms around him and rested his head on his chest.
The redeye flight and the drive were terrible, but that wasn’t what had Seamus on edge.
“Next time we go to Claddagh, let’s get a hotel room.”
DJ raised his head and stared at him. “In what scenario do you think we can go visit our family and not stay with either my sister, your parents, or one of your brothers?”
“The scenario in which there are too many people in all of their houses and we don’t have enough privacy!” After having spent his entire life not giving much thought to sex, Seamus now found he couldn’t go without it when it came to his husband.
“We made it work.”
Hushed hand jobs barely took the edge off his desire for this man, and now that they were alone, Seamus was going to give them what he knew they both craved.
“We’re unpacking later.” He took DJ’s hand in his and led him to their bedroom. “Right now, we’re going to shower and then we’re getting in bed.”
Once they got to the bathroom, he crowded DJ against the wall, lifted him up, and pressed him against it as he dipped forward for a deep, messy kiss.
“Ungh,” DJ moaned, catching up quickly. “Want you.”
