Sage laughed at the thought. God, he really was messed up in the head.
“Something funny?” Xavier murmured, still nipping at his throat.
“You fucked me up,” Sage said, sliding a hand down Xavier’s wide back.
Xavier stopped kissing his neck. He propped himself up on an elbow and looked down at him. There was an odd expression in his eyes. “Then we’re even.”
Sage swallowed, his stomach tightening. “So… You fucked me. What now? Did you get it out of your system?”
Xavier’s lips pursed. “It might take a few more tries,” he said after a moment.
Sage scoffed, but against his will, found himself smiling.
Xavier stared at his face for so long that Sage started feeling uncomfortable. “What?”
“Dump your girlfriend,” Xavier said. “I’m not sharing you. Even with a woman.”
Sage opened his mouth to tell him to fuck off, but the words died on his lips under the intensity of Xavier’s gaze.
“She already dumped me,” he said instead, feeling flustered for no reason.
“Good.” Xavier leaned down to kiss him.
Some time later, when Xavier finally pulled his tongue out of his mouth, Sage sighed and admitted, “Maybe I’m not completely straight after all.”
Xavier chuckled. “Maybe? You just had my dick in you. It doesn’t get gayer than that, Straight Boy.”
Sage smacked him on the head but found himself smiling as he rolled them over and buried his face on Xavier’s chest.
Maybe he really wasn’t straight. But maybe it was all right.
Xavier wrapped a heavy arm around him and pulled him tighter.
Sage closed his eyes and breathed his scent in.
More than all right.
The End