If Nox hunted, he could bring offerings to Luca.
“I heard a rumor you knew a place to get something to eat.”
Nox rubbed his cheek against Luca’s temple. He’d never paint Luca in enough of his scent.
But fuck he wanted to try.
Luca’s stomach growled again, and his need won over anything Nox wanted. He loosened his grip.
Luca didn’t try to get up. “I’m not sure I’ll be able to walk.”
He didn’t need to walk. He simply needed to stay here on his back, his knees, his side, as long as Nox could bury himself in Luca’s ass.
Nox pressed his mouth to Luca’s and swallowed his moan.
Luca’s stomach growled low and lean, and he broke out in another round of laughter. His joy flicked away the lingering dread, and Nox smiled.
Luca cocked his head to the side. “That looks good on you.”
“What?”
“Happiness.”
Was Nox happy? He had no idea; there were only Luca’s thoughts, needs, wants boiling inside him at that moment.
“C’mon, let’s go get something to eat.”
Nox unwrapped from Luca. Invisible blades seared his insides, leaving his mind raw with agony.
“Hey.” Luca sat up.
“I’m…” The pain was too familiar. “I’m okay, just….” The worst of it subsided, and Nox was able to uncurl.
“Did I hurt you?”
Had Luca hurt him? Nox laughed. “I think I should be asking you that question.”
“I wanted to be with you.”
“That’s not exactly an answer.”
“Well, if I say no and I lie, you’ll smell it. And if I say yes, I’m worried you won’t do this with me again.”
Again.
Luca had no idea. Nox didn’t know how hecouldn’tdo this again.
He got to his feet. “I’m going to shower.”
“I should probably join you. I’m kind of a mess.” Luca stood and picked up his towel. Cum and lubricant left a shiny mess down the back of his legs.
All Nox needed to do was push him down and…. He stumbled into the bathroom.
“Wait.”
Nox stopped him at the door. “I need to shower alone.”
Luca frowned. “Do you regret this?”