Page 65 of Sugar

“You mean before I sucked your cock and then fucked you silly,” Juno pointed out.

Even in the low lighting and with his shitty vision, he could see Piper flush. “I love your mouth.”

“Even when it’s nasty?”

Piper reached across and brushed a touch over Juno’s lips. “It’s never nasty. You say what’s on your mind. I like that you don’t have much of a filter.”

“You’d be the first,” Juno said, not quite bitterly but maybe not entirely okay with that either.

Piper just chuckled. “I like being your first at something too.”

He was Juno’s first at a lot of things, but Juno wasn’t ready to share that with him yet. He picked up his menu instead and had to hold it a little closer than before as he read everything over. And it still wasn’t easy. His new blind spot kept getting in the way, and his brain was trying to compensate, but it was just making up gibberish. At one point, he swore he saw photos of fruit baskets until he turned his head properly.

“You okay?” Piper asked.

Juno cleared his throat and set his menu down. “I think I have a little headache. Leftover from the migraine,” he lied.

Piper’s face fell into sympathy. “Oh, sugar. We can go back to the room if you want.”

“No. You’re taking me on a date,” Juno said primly and folded his hands over the menu. He felt like shit for lying, but he didn’t want to ruin this. Piper would worry. Piper would want to go home and make Juno see the doctor, which was pointless because there was nothing the man could do for him at this point.

Now, it was just sit and wait for it to get as bad as it was going to get.

After a beat, Piper smiled and shook his head, looking down again. “Fine. Tell me what you’re in the mood for, and I’ll find it for you. That way, you don’t have to strain your eyes.”

Juno couldn’t tell if he was caught out and Piper was being kind, or if Piper believed the lie. He didn’t want to poke the bear. “Chicken.”

Piper rattled off several dishes, and Juno went with the roast chicken and vegetables. Simple, easy to digest, and wouldn’t piss off his anxiety-ridden insides. He sipped his water as Piper ordered his steak, and then he stretched his legs out and let his ankle hook around his lover’s.

Piper laughed. “Footsie?”

“Better than sitting in your lap and kissing you the way I want to,” Juno said. He fiddled with the edge of the tablecloth, then said, “I have a favor.”

“Anything.”

Fuck, the way Piper said that without a second thought was doing things to him. He swallowed heavily. “Can we skip some stops?”

“Why?” Now, he sounded suspicious. “Did something happen?”

He wanted to meet Piper’s brother and get settled in case his vision got much worse before the wedding. He wanted to be there long enough to figure the place out so he wasn’t stumbling around or burdening people.

His stomach began to hurt.

“I’m feeling a little burnt out. I mean, I love this. I really do. I’m just not used to traveling, and I’d like to get to your brother’s so we can settle in for longer than a night or two.”

Piper looked like he didn’t entirely believe him, but Juno also knew it was a sound excuse. “We can do that. I just need to call and adjust the reservations.”

Fuck, he’d forgotten about that. “If it’s too much of a pain?—”

“It’s not,” Piper said. He pulled out his phone and tapped on the screen for a long moment before putting it away. “Done. We’re renting a vacation home from a guy that Phoenix and Maddox know, so if there’s no other people in the house right now, we should be able to get it. I’m—” He stopped and pulled his phone out again, smiling after a second. “We’re good.”

Juno finally relaxed. “Great. I’m sorry.”

“I swear to God, say I’m sorry one more time and I’m going to spank your ass when we get to the room.”

Juno’s whole body erupted into heat. He’d been threatened like that before, but never with the tone that Piper had just used. And while Juno had never even considered spanking as something erotic, the thought of Piper taking him over his knee…

Yeah, it was doing something to him.

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