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“Depends. What are you thinking?” Dom licked his lips.

“I want to come on your face.”

Dom felt a jolt deep in his belly. “Yeah, I’d let you.”

“Really?”

Dom swallowed hard. “Yes.”

“It’s not totally safe.”

“I know,” Dom admitted. “But I—I want it.”

“Fuck!” Shea’s breathing was a little strained.

“Are you almost there?” Dom asked. “Show me.”

Shea adjusted the camera to give Dom a view of his hand wrapped around his cock. It was flushed so red at the tip.

Dom licked his lips. “I wanna know what you taste like,” he said huskily.

Shea let out a breathless noise, speeding up, the tendons in his forearms standing out starkly.

“Yeah, come on,” Dom urged. “Come all over me, Shea.”

With a rough, desperate noise, Shea came, every muscle in his body going tight as he shuddered through the orgasm.

He came for a long time, panting, working himself through every tremor. Dom was transfixed, watching the slide of cum down his shaft and the way it pooled at the base.

“God, Shea.”

“Holy fuck, Dom.” Shea fumbled the phone, the image on the screen bobbing when he turned it so his face was more in view.

“Yeah?” Dom asked, pleased.

“Yeah, that was incredible.”

“For me too. It helped me wind down. I think I’ll be able to fall asleep soon.”

Shea smiled. “Good.”

Dom sat up with a groan. “But that means I need to go get washed up.”

“Yeah, fair. We never did plan our ‘bro date’ though,” Shea said with a low laugh.

“True.” Dom smiled sleepily. “I’d say I regretted it but … we’ll figure it out tomorrow, yeah?”

“Yeah, okay. Night, Dom.”

“Night, Shea.”

CHAPTER SIX

Satisfied all of his patient notes for the day were complete, Shea made sure everything had saved properly, then logged out of his computer.

He rolled back from the desk, stretching with a contented sigh. It had been a long day but he was glad to be back at work, back to his patients.

He said goodbye to a few co-workers on the way out, waved at the receptionist who was packing her things to leave for the day, then fell into step beside Myles Coleman, one of his fellow physiotherapists.

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