Page 84 of How Not to Date an Angel

Their hand brushed against their hard length and they sucked in a tight breath.

“Tell me what you’re doing, Feathers. You’re killing me here,” Julian said, his voice a rumble.

They weren’t sure how having to say it all out loud was better than Julian just turning around to look, but Rami found it… titillating.

Rami swallowed, wetting their suddenly dry throat and staring at Julian’s side profile as they said, “I’m… touching myself.”

Their cheekswere warm to the touch. This was so embarrassing, and somehow that made it all the better, building the heat in them.

“Do you want me to—I can tell you what to do now, if you’d like,” Julian murmured.

Rami nodded before they realized Julian wouldn’t see it, and had to find their voice enough to say, “Yes, I think I’d like that.”

“Okay,” Julian breathed, and then gulped.

It was audible in the room, and Rami watched his throat work through the action.

“Wrap your fingers around yourself, not too tight,” Julian directed, and Rami obliged.

At the full contact of their hand, Rami shivered, the water sloshing with their movements, their skin pebbling with gooseflesh and nipples beading.

Well, that’s new,they thought.

Theyhaddone this before, but at the time, it hadn’t felt anything like this.Thiswas sending sparks barreling through them, making their stomach clench and the length in their hand pulse.

“Slide your hand up,” Julian choked out, voice softer.

Rami did, and they bit their lip against the small noise that wanted to escape.

“And down,” Julian practically whispered.

Rami could see his hands gripping his thighs tightly, and wondered if he was hard beneath his jeans just like Rami was beneath the water.

“Tighten your grip on the upstroke this time,” Julian told them.

Rami swallowed down a moan as they did so, and Julian’s head whipped toward them.

Rami paused, caught. “You said you wouldn’t look.”

His eyes were dark and wide and Rami wanted to melt into them. But then Julian snapped his eyes closed and swallowed again.

“Sorry. You sound—“

“What?” Rami asked, fist tightening around their length. “What do I sound like?”

“Like you’re enjoying it. Is it… different? From when you did it by yourself?”

Rami tilted their head back, collecting their thoughts. “Yes. It’s—I know the mechanics. It just never—I never was able to… come,” Rami admitted. They’d never been quite this turned on when they were doing it alone, either.

“Oh,” Julian breathed, cocking his head to the side. “Do you want to try?”

“What if I can’t? Isn’t that—people on Earth are rather sensitive about such things.”

“You don’t have to be embarrassed,” Julian said, and then threw his head back with a groan. “I want to show you.”

“Do you want to touch yourself?” Rami asked, surprised the words slipped out so easily.

In the shocked silence that followed, they realized they wanted exactly that—they wanted Julian to touch himself. To find pleasure at his own touch while thinking of Rami.

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