As we came to the staircase, people arrived, passing into the basement and clearing a path for us. Seth didn’t hesitate when I moved again. He panted and hurried up the stairs with me, letting me hold his hand as I led us upstairs. Bedrooms belonged to no one tonight. They were free for all.
On the ground floor, couples kissed, danced, and undressed in various corners. I passed through it all, barely seeing it, as I led Seth to a bedroom with an open door on the far side of the house. It was small and lit by the outside lights pouring in through the windows.
Seth shut the door behind us, and my heart leaped.
“Don’t you think…” I said, then hesitated. “Shouldn’t we have a conversation first?”
Seth laughed. “I’d rather suck your dick.”
Every muscle in my body tensed. “Is this…who you are now?”
He held my gaze, chest rising and falling. He shook his head. “I don’t know who this is,” he said. “I just know it’s easy with you. So…do you want to?”
I had never even considered saying no to him. It hadn’t been on the table last year or the year before. So long as I knew how to shut off all those silly things like feelings and heartache, I could simply reach out and take him.
“Seth,” I whispered.
“Don’t talk,” he said, stepping closer. “We don’t want to ruin this.”
I melted into him, arms wrapping around his body as the beat of the music pulsed through the walls. Seth rose higher, pressed against me, and lifted his head for me to kiss him.
Hunger for his thick, full lips filled me. I was ravenous for him. My mouth slammed against his, and I kissed him without another moment of consideration. We could consider it tomorrow when we were sober, clear of the fog of lust, free of the surprise and the novelty of it.
If we kept it casual, we could have what we had last summer. But we had to keep it casual.
His fingers were nimble, unbuckling my belt and parting the zipper, freeing me from the tightness of my pants and making me grunt into his open mouth.
“Fuck,” he huffed, biting my lip for a moment, savoring the flavor of it. “I wasn’t planning to do this.”
“What happened to no talking?” I asked.
His hand slipped inside my open pants, and he closed it around my dick, applying pressure that made my eyeballs hurt. “That only applies to you,” he said.
I laughed, kissing him as his hand moved along my cock. I was dying to feel his hand on me without the barrier of my underwear. He knew that, I could tell. He knew it and didn’t want to give it to me.
“But it’s you,” he said, pulling me closer. “I just can’t resist you.” He stepped closer, pushing me back to the closed door until my back hit it, breath breaking from my lips, sliding into Seth’s mouth.
He kissed me harder, moving his hand away from my cock and tugging my pants down my legs.
My hand moved along the back of his neck, rising through the locks of his hair until I closed my fist and pulled his head back to look into his eyes. The look of fascination and danger mixed on his face, and I knew it so well. “Just tell me one thing,” I said.
He lifted his eyebrows. “Shoot.”
“Did Nick annoy you today?” I asked.
“You’re annoying me by bringing him up,” Seth said.
I chuckled and shook my head. “I don’t mind being used,” I said. “But I like to know.”
“Maybe I’m just happy to see you,” Seth said, leaning in until I could feel his hard cock pressing against mine, his pants concealing nothing. “Maybe you drive me crazy, Damon.”
I laughed and nodded. “He annoyed you a lot, huh?”
Seth slipped his hand between us and held me again, squeezing me just hard enough to make me wince. “I have an idea how to shut you up.”
I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face if I tried. Seth put both hands on my shoulders, switching the strategy, and pushed me down to my knees.
I had forgotten how good he looked from below. I’d had my fair share of kneeling, but nobody had ever been so glorious and beautiful from this angle. Nobody but Seth.