Page 80 of How Not to Date an Angel

“De-stressing with sex? Yeah, I’d say it works,” he said, voice softening. There wasn’t a hint of a tease in his tone.

Rami swallowed, trying to imagine Julian with someone else. Anyone else.

They found they didn’t want to.

“You interested, Feathers?” Julian asked, and there was that light note in his voice, an out, room for Rami to get flustered and deny and scold.

Instead they… considered.

Julian was experienced. Rami was more than a little curious. And it wasn’t like, as an angel, Rami would ever find someone more understanding of their situation than a demon.

“And what if I was?” Rami asked softly.

Julian stilled, glass lifted to his lips, mid-sip.

His throat clicked with the action, and leaned away from the tub, half turning to see Rami’s expression.

“I’d want to know exactly what it was you were interested in, so I’m not misunderstanding.”

Rami took a fortifying breath, ignoring the warmth rushing to their cheeks under Julian’s stare. “You said it wasbetterwith another person. What if I wanted… what if I wanted you to tell me what to do?”

“You mean, how to touch yourself?”

“Yes,” Rami answered.

“I thought you were a pastry case,” Julian said, brow furrowing but head cocked in a way that made sure Rami knew Julian didn’t mean anything about pastries.

“I can still try out a long john, if I wanted. Or a jelly donut. Whatever feels right in the moment, I suppose.”

“And what feels right in this moment?” Julian asked.

Rami considered.

They didn’t think they were ready to have anything inside them yet. And if Julian was going to… guide them through this expedition, then it made sense if Rami tried out the one Julian would be most familiar with.

“A long john,” Rami answered, lifting their gaze to Julian.

His cheeks were flushed for once, and Rami hoped it wasn’t from the steam. “I could help with that. If you really wanted.”

Rami lifted their gaze when they said, “I think I do want.”

Julian’s nostrils flared as he sucked in a silent breath and turned his head back around, pressing his mid-back into the tub.

“Okay. Let me know when you’re ready to begin.”

This was happening.

Rami could always put a stop to this. They could tell Julian to get out, and never broach this subject with him again.

But Rami… was more than a little curious. More than a little seduced by Julian’s company. They’d been alone for so long—whatwouldit be like to try such a thing with another person? Even if they never touched, only talked.

With a hint of magic, not even enough to ruffle the air, Rami changed their body to match that of which they were curious.

A bit of a tingle below their waist and at their chest—they wanted the full experience, nipples included—accompanied the shift, and Rami shivered before settling back against the porcelain wall of the tub.

“Okay, I’m ready,” they said.

Julian’s head tilted to the side. “Really? It was that easy?”

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