“Perfect,” I said, already reaching for my bag. “Let’s go.”
Nerion laughed, shaking his head. “Eager, aren’t we?”
My face flushed with heat, but I didn’t look away. “I mean, I like being with you. It feels… good.”
I turned back toward the door, but I felt Nerion’s hand on my shoulder. “Just one second, Teddy,” he said. “I have to ask you something very important.”
“Anything,” I replied, looking into those gorgeous blue eyes of his. “What’s up?”
“I know I’ve asked you this before but…” He paused, taking a breath. “Have you ever heard me sing? Have I hummed under my breath near you or whistled or anything like that? I need you to thinkverycarefully.”
I tilted my head to the side, staring up at the ceiling as I worked through every encounter I’d had with him. “No… Not that I recall. We were at the Halloween party with that loud music, but I don’t remember any singing. Just dancing.”
“You promise?”
He almost looked frightened.
“Promise,” I nodded. “I’ve never heard you sing. I’m not under you siren’s spell.”
“Do you love me?”
My jaw fell open, my heart suddenly racing. “I…” I paused for a moment, blinking a few times to try to get my racing thoughts back in order. “Ilikeyou, Nerion. But I wouldn’t say I’m in love with you.”
Nerion’s face finally relaxed as he blew out a long sigh. “You definitely haven’t heard me sing,” he nodded, confirming it for himself. He leaned in close, kissing me again. “Thank you.”
“Sure,” I replied, though I was pretty sure I hadn’t done anything to deserve it.
“Just do me one favor, okay Teddy?”
“Anything.”
“Don’t ever fall in love with me.”
My heart raced again, a strange knot forming in the pit of my stomach. I stared at him for a long moment, my brows furrowed. “Alright,” I nodded at last. “I won’t.”
But even as I said it, something about the words felt…wrong.
Chapter 19
Teddy
The moment the door shut behind us, Nerion’s tongue was down my throat. I grabbed his waist, my fingers working under the hem of his shirt until I found warm flesh. I pulled him tight against me, both of our cocks already hard and grinding against one another. I moaned into his mouth, my dick pulsing against his, aching for more friction.
“Nerion,” I groaned as his hands slipped below my waistband and gripped my ass. “Please fuck me.”
His fingers dug into my flesh, kneading and spreading my cheeks apart through the fabric of my underwear.
“Fuck, I’ve been thinking about your ass for days,” he growled against my neck, teeth grazing my skin. “Been dreaming about being inside you again.”
I shuddered as he pushed me backward until my shoulders hit the wall. His side of the dorm room was sparse. There was just a bed, desk, and a few scattered art supplies. The other side of the room, his roommate’s I assumed, was covered in plants. But I barely noticed any of it. All I could focus on was Nerion’s hot breath against my throat and his hands working their way deeper into my jeans.
“I want you,” I panted, fumbling with the buttons of his paint-splattered shirt. “Right now.”
Nerion pulled back just enough to yank his t-shirt over his head, revealing his lean, freckled torso. I followed suit, nearly tearing my own shirt in my haste to remove it. When our bare chests pressed together, I gasped at the contact. His skin was cool against mine, but it warmed quickly as we ground against each other.
“Get these off,” he commanded, tugging at my jeans.
I kicked off my shoes while Nerion made quick work of my belt buckle. Within moments, my pants were around my ankles, and I was stepping out of them, clad only in my boxer briefs. Nerion’s eyes darkened as he took in the sight of my erection straining against the fabric.