Page 28 of The Heart of Moonlight Falls

“Come here.”

Sebastian was at his side in an instant.

“I’ve got something I thought you might like to wear.”

“In a sexy, fun way?” Sebastian hoped.

“Yeah.” James pulled Sebastian’s shirt over his head and tossed it aside. “Remember when you said we could role-play losing our virginities to each other.”

Excitement built low in Sebastian’s belly. “How could I forget?”

James snorted. “Right. Well, I’ve got a counteroffer for you. Instead of that, because I don’t think I need your virginity for you to be mine, how about this…?” He reached into the closet.

Sebastian hung on James’s every word. He loved this. Affection overtook his excitement as James extracted a familiar, brightly colored jacket from the closet.

“Put it on.” James handed Sebastian his old letterman jacket. “We might not have figured it out back then, but we belonged to each other, even when we weren’t together. Even when we didn’t speak or do more than stare from afar. You should have been walking around school in this, so let’s make up for lost time.”

Sebastian pulled the jacket on, grinning. It fit about as well as James’s leather jacket, though this one was slightly smaller in the shoulders.

James gazed at him tenderly. He ran a hand up Sebastian’s arm, caressing the fabric. “Come see how you look.”

Sebastian followed James into the bathroom. He looked funny in the ill-fitting jacket without a shirt, but James’s expression said he thought otherwise.

He crowded Sebastian up against the counter, pressing into Sebastian’s back, and nuzzled his neck, sending tingles up and down Sebastian’s spine. “Perfect.”

Sebastian leaned against James. “I like thinking I was always yours.” It warmed him to imagine that even when he’d felt alone, he’d belonged to someone.

“Me too.” James ran his hand under the jacket, around Sebastian’s waist, and down to the front of his jeans.

Sebastian’s breath hitched as James popped the button and slid the zipper down.

He pulled down Sebastian’s pants, followed by his underwear. “I’m not so interested in pretending we’re young again and doing this for the first time. I’m interested in being with you now and rewriting your past so you know someone was always waiting to love you.”

“James,” Sebastian gasped as his heart all but burst with tenderness. He gripped the counter, steadying himself, and their eyes met in the mirror.

“I’ve got you.” James caressed Sebastian’s bare skin, his gaze full of deep affection as he kissed Sebastian’s neck. He had to know how much this meant. What a gift his words were.

After such a draining day, Sebastian needed this. James knew just how to take care of him.

“Bend forward for me?” he murmured in Sebastian’s ear.

Sebastian braced himself and stuck his ass out. He’d do anything to have this. To feel claimed and loved.

James cupped Sebastian’s fully exposed rear, then reached into a drawer, barely breaking eye contact in the mirror as he did so. He found lube and squeezed some onto his fingers before pressing between Sebastian’s ass cheeks, finding his hole.

Sebastian groaned at the contact, spreading his legs wider. He watched James’s reflection as James massaged his rim and James watched him back, their eyes locked.

Something about the mirror intensified the connection. They’d looked into each other’s eyes during intimate moments plenty of times but none had felt like this, like they were seeing something new unfold between them.

As James breached Sebastian with a finger, his gaze fell, watching Sebastian take him. Sebastian took in the scene reflected before him, becoming more aware of his own body as he caught his own reactions in the mirror, the way his cheeks flushed and chest heaved.

Their eyes met again, and James’s cheeks darkened. He worked Sebastian open, getting him ready with efficient, practiced motions, giving Sebastian what he needed without making him wait.

“Now,” Sebastian breathed.

James pulled his fingers out, tore off his shirt, and shoved his jeans and underwear out of the way. He slicked himself and pressed against Sebastian’s hole.

“I love you,” he said, gaze locked on Sebastian in the mirror.

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