Page 71 of Gratification in Gluttony

“What are you doing?” Jude asked.

“Taking care of you,” Toni answered.

For some reason, Jude winced at that, but he covered it quickly, playing it off with an eye-roll. “Are you really gonna lay here while I fall asleep?”

“That’s the plan, baby.”

“What about your train back? I don’t want you to get lost—”

“I got a phone with this handy invention called GPS,” Toni said haughtily. “It’s new and fancy and—eep!” He squealed when Jude pinched his forearm fin. “Watch it! They’re fragile.”

“Only if I squash them, remember?”

“You’re supposed to be going to sleep, not giving me attitude.” Shuffling closer, Toni slid an arm over Jude’s waist, smoothing the blanket at his back. “Don’t worry about me. I’ll find my way home.”

Jude wriggled a hand free of the bedding and traced the shell of Toni’s pointed ear. “I have some sensory-overload earplugs you can use. I know the city noise hurts your ears.”

“Sensory what?”

Gesturing behind Toni, toward the side table, he said, “A special type of earplug. It doesn’t block out all sound, just certain frequencies. It should help with the city noise on your trip back.”

The fact Jude had noticed and had already thought of a solution sent warmth spilling through Toni’s veins. “Thanks. You sure you don’t need them?”

“I’ll get them back next week,” Jude said, pointing again at the table. “They’re in the drawer.”

Mindful not to smack Jude in the face with his spinal fin, Toni turned over and opened up the lower drawer of the side table. His brows shot up at what he found inside. “I’m assuming this is the wrong drawer,” he said as he plucked a rainbow dildo from the pile of sex toys and brandished it like a prize.

Jude snickered. “Yeah, that’s my dick drawer.”

“You weren’t kidding. You come with many dick options.” Toni rifled through them, picking several to inspect as Jude hid his flushed face in the pillow. “Is it weird that I’m getting turned on at the thought of choosing which dick you fuck me with? ’Cause, baby, it’s doing things to me.”

“You assume I’m a sure thing, huh?” Jude challenged.

“Not assume. Never assume.” Toni flicked Jude’s nose with his empty hand before he held up an intimidatingly large, anatomically accurate cock and shook it so it danced. “I’m just a bucket-half-full kind of guy. Optimism, baby.”

“Glass-half-full,” Jude corrected.

“Same thing,” Toni dismissed before he sat up to scrutinize a black harness with many straps. “What’s this? Some kind of sexy human underwear for construction workers?”

“It’s my harness,” Jude said, almost shyly. “I need it to, you know, use the dicks. It’s why they’re called strap-ons.”

“Because of all the straps. Very logical.” Toni held it up, then waggled his eyebrows at Jude. “You wanna fuck me with this sometime?”

Jude took the harness, fingering the buckles. “You want me to?”

“Very much. Why do you look surprised?” Toni asked, smoothing out the wrinkles furrowed between Jude’s eyes.

“Not surprised, exactly. You’re just the only person to ever be this excited about my strap-ons.”

Dropping the dildos back into the drawer, Toni hunkered back into the bed, running a finger over the rough strap of the harness Jude was still holding. “Why would I not be excited about all aspects of sex with you? It helps that I thoroughly enjoy taking it up the ass.”

Jude’s eyes burned with intensity as he said, voice deliciously husky, “Well, I thoroughly enjoy topping, so…”

Toni lifted his hand. “Alright! High-five for butt sex.”

With a snort, Jude burst into laughter, and Toni joined him, the bed squeaking beneath them.

“Come on, don’t leave me hanging,” Toni said after almost a full minute of Jude smothering his chortles in his pillow.

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