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Luca rubbed his face. Okay, if he were going to do this, he’d have to get used to having it done, right?

He grabbed the bottle and without looking at it got in the shower. Luca moved out of the spray.

“I can do this.” Because he wanted Nox to.

Luca opened the snap top, squeezed. Nothing came out.

He unscrewed the cap. A safety tab covered the mouth of the bottle. He peeled it off and set it on the tray by the soap.

Luca replaced the lid and poured lubricant into his palm. It slipped through his fingers easier than expected. He put the bottle aside and tried to corral the puddle back into his palm, smearing fluid everywhere. His forearm, his stomach, his leg. He was pretty sure he had some on his cheek. How it got in any of those places he couldn’t be sure.

Luca held up one shiny finger. Lubricant glistened under the flourescent light. Okay, one wasn’t so bad. He held up two. Now that looked a bit more concerning. Three…

How was he ever going to do this? Nox had a whole hell of a lot more dick than three of Luca’s boney fingers.

Luca reminded himself Nox had gotten his much-larger finger inside. Sure, it had hurt at first, but the pleasure won out over the burn. But fingers were not a cock, and despite Nox having thick digits, his dick would reach a lot deeper.

Damn it.

Luca rested his forehead against the tile and took a breath. He’d start with one, then worry about the rest.

Luca reached around his back and slid his finger between his ass cheeks. The wrinkled skin of his opening tightened.

He wondered if he should have gotten one of those toys to stretch himself. Maybe he should wait until he did get one. That couldn’t have been the only gas station with merchandise like that. If they stopped at one, he could probably buy one unnoticed.

Fingers first.

He pushed, using his stomach muscles, but his body refused to yield.

Luca exhaled a frustrated breath. This was ridiculous. Nox’s fingers were twice as thick, and he’d had two in Luca’s ass. He twisted his wrist one way, then the next, but his fingers weren’t long enough, and his arm needed an extra joint to get the same angle.

How had that guy done this on the internet? Not standing in the shower, that’s for sure. Well, lying in bed and jacking back his knee wasn’t an option.

No matter how Luca tried, he couldn’t get his hand positioned to give himself more than half of two fingers.

“Fuck.” Luca laughed. “Excellent choice of words.”

Okay, he’d improvise. Luca propped a foot on the edge of the tub and reached between his legs. He pushed his fingers in too quick, rubbing the pads against his inner walls. A shock of pleasure caught him off guard, and his other foot nearly shot out from under him. He managed to catch himself before he fell.

Hadn’t Nox hit that exact place? Luca steadied himself and put his foot up on the edge again. He slid in one finger to his knuckle, then pulled back with the intention of pushing in a second right beside it.

“Hey,” Nox knocked on the bathroom door.

Luca jerked his fingers out of his ass and moved under the spray of water. “I’m in the shower.”

“I thought you might be hungry. There’s a café next door if you want to go eat.”

The bottle of lubricant sitting on the ledge with the soap mocked Luca. “Okay. Fine. I’ll be out in a minute.” Where the hell was he going to hide it? He grabbed the lubricant and knocked the soap off the shelf. Luca turned, and the bar slipped under his foot. Everything tipped, and he snatched hold of the shower curtain. A couple of the rings popped loose, but Luca managed to keep from smashing his face against the floor.

The bathroom door opened, and the bottle shot from Luca’s slicked up hand, bounced off the edge of the tub, then fell between it and the floppy shower curtain.

Maximum pleasure minimum friction reappeared as it rolled across the floor. It stopped at the tip of one of Nox’s new boots.

He picked it up and turned it over. Nox brought his gaze up, slid it to Luca’s face, down his body, then his hand.

The one Luca used to finger fuck himself with. Luca put it behind his back. As if it would do any good.

Nox stared.


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