Page 20 of Obsessed

“What?” Turning back, Rain processed the request. “You want me to model for you in exchange for rent?”

Breathing in sharply, Mason nodded once.

Squinting, Rain swung his legs over the edge of the bed, the blanket still in his lap.

“Is this a live-in fuck toy kind of situation?” He didn’t look averse to it but Mason was disgusted. He would never use Rain like that. If they happened to sleep together while Rain lived here that was a bonus, not a requirement.

“No.” He would definitely have frown lines when he was older. “I want you to be my model.”

“And that’s not code for like, sucking your dick all the time? Are you making an Only Fa-”

“No,” Mason interrupted, exasperated. “I want you to be my photography model. I do portraits.”

“I know. I’ve looked you up,” Rain smirked at him and, despite the teasing, Mason felt weirdly pleased. Why did it matter if Rain had looked at his photos?

“I have a show coming up. I want you to be the subject.” The words were staggered as Mason pushed them out, and he waited for a rebuke or a look of disgust, but Rain only smiled.

“A show? That’s a big deal! Congrats!” It seemed genuine and Mason breathed a sigh of relief. “And you want to useme?” Rain pointed at his bare chest.

Mason nodded.

“And I get to stay here for free?”

Mason nodded again.

“You know that’s the plot to like, every gay porno ever.” Rain gave him a considering grin. “Yeah, I’ll do it.”

A surge of happiness shot through Mason, but it dissolved just as quickly as Rain’s face fell.

“Um…wait.” He bit his lip.

“What.”

“I have a cat.” It was practically a whisper.

“A cat.” To be honest, Mason had always wanted a pet but he hadn’t trusted his family and Gran had been allergic. Did he want a catnowthough? While he prepared for a possibly career-launching exhibition? He might not have a choice; according to the look in Rain’s eyes, they came as a set.

“A kitten, actually. She’s been staying with me at The Pointe.”

Mason frowned. “That’s a health code violation.”

“She’s not in the kitchen making soup,” Rain laughed at him. “I found her in a dumpster last week and I was going to put her up for adoption, but she’s my girl now. Don’t worry, she got a flea dip and I brought her to the vet for a checkup. They’re boarding her until tomorrow.”

“Someone…put a kitten in a dumpster?” Mason’s eye twitched. He abhorred that type of cruelty.

“Yeah.” Rain’s expression matched Mason’s feelings on the subject. “She was way too small to have climbed in there herself.”

“She can stay.” He tried to maintain his frown but it melted as Rain lit up, clearly relieved. “Pick a bedroom upstairs.”

That smile turned lascivious and goosebumps streaked up Mason’s arms as Rain’s gaze raked him over.

“But what if I want to stayherein your bed?” Ripping the blanket away, Rain reclined back, arching his sleek tempting body, and Mason’s cock filled instantly; he’d used it more in the last twelve hours than he had in the last twelve years and he was about to use it again.

Mason’s reply wasn’t verbal. Drawn in like a sailor to a siren, he sat on the bed, running a hand over the curve of Rain’s stomach and chest, thumbing one of his nipples. Rain let out a soft noise in return, his cock already standing at attention, and Mason’s brain began to spin once more.

Reaching into the case beside the bed, he grabbed an old DSLR. The body was beaten from years of use, but that didn’t matter because the macro lens was the star, and he removed the cap, tossing it aside and checking the battery. Good, he had forty-two percent left.

“Are we starting now?” Rain sat up on one elbow, his other hand casually stroking his cock. “Are you sure about no porn?”

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