Page 15 of Love Me Forever

He was right. Maxime had even said it was all right to relax and do something he enjoyed if he was having a bad day. He had the freedom to pull back and not give a shit about what someone else would think, so why not use it? The last thing Sébastien cared about at the moment was a damn lord whining about taxes, and he could read it later. Fuck it.

“All right.” When he stood, Remus immediately scooped him up. “I can walk.”

“I still like carrying you.”

Sébastien couldn’t pretend he didn’t like it either. Even if he wasn’t in the mood, he still enjoyed feeling Remus’s hard body against his. “You’re just showing off your strength again.”

“Hmm. Maybe. I don’t think you mind.”

“I don’t.”

Remus carried him upstairs to the sitting room attached to their bedroom. “You can talk to me if you want, or we can sit and have quiet time.”

“I’d rather have quiet.”

He set Sébastien on the couch and hurried into the bedroom. Someone who actually cared if he wanted quiet time to relax was a foreign experience. When Remus returned, he had two books.

“This was your bedside table, so you’re still reading it, right?”

“Yeah.”

“I took this one from your shelf. I read it before, so I know I like it.”

Remus settled by him, and Sébastien kicked off his shoes before he drew his legs up to curl against him. Remus kissed the side of his head and put an arm around him before he opened his own book. Reading couldn’t block out reality, but it was definitely a way to relax. In fact, it had been one of his main coping mechanisms as a teenager.

Sébastien lowered his book after a few minutes. “You’ve told me I can talk to you about things quite a few times…”

“Yeah?” Remus lowered his book like he was ready to listen.

“You can do that too. You’ve lost people and went through a lot of shit, so you can talk to me if you want. It can’t just be one-sided.”

Remus squeezed him. “I already knew I can. I have told you things before, and you listened to me.”

“I figured I should still say it.”

“I tell you because you’re more reserved, and it was so you could cope for years. That’s not going to vanish in a day. I know you doubt things too, and I don’t want you to start doubting or thinking you can’t share things with me. I also know I can talk to you if I need to. Right now, I’m content to read if you are.”

“All right.”

Chapter Four

Remus caught an unfamiliar voice downstairs just as Sébastien lifted his head from the blanket. Milly must have let someone in.

“Nobody’s supposed to be here this early.” Remus withdrew his cock.

“Fuck them. I’m not going down right this second.” Sébastien pulled the drying sheet from under him and tossed it on the floor before he stretched out on his back.

Neither was Remus. Not when Sébastien was naked, and they were both enjoying the afterglow. Remus grasped his hips and dragged his tongue along Sébastien’s softening cock to catch a rivulet of cum that had dribbled down the side. Sébastien drew in a breath at the sensitivity.

Remus stretched out beside him and closed his eyes. Milly wasn’t calling for them, so it couldn’t be that important.

Sébastien moved to get something from his bedside table, and Remus caught the whiffy of fruity tobacco smoke before Sébastien straddled him with the cig tucked in one corner of his mouth.

“Are you going to be able to sit through petitions?”

Sébastien smirked at him with hair all mussed from Remus’s earlier grabbing. “My rear isn’t made of glass.”

“It’s pretty red.” Remus stroked his hip. “Your morning spanking seems to energize you.”

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