Page 11 of Lace

“I’m just thinking of… you know… when we get home.”

Caleb grinned into the mirror, catching Levi’s focused blue gaze. “Relax. I can fuck you with my boots on, if that’s what you’re worried about.”

“Can and have,” Levi acknowledged with a nod that sent his dishevelled blond locks into his eyes.

“And will again.” Caleb turned from the mirror, a devil’s smile on his face. “So? Do I pass inspection?”

“Oh yeah.”

Levi planted a serious kiss on him, taking over his senses with his power. He roved his big hands up Caleb’s legs, traveling over his leather pants, under the stiff pleats of the short, black leather kilt covering them, to dig into his ass. Caleb groaned, rocking his hips forward under the pressure of Levi’s touch. His cock strained in the tight confines of his constricting clothing. Not for the first time, he appreciated the strength Levi surrendered to him, every time he let Caleb lead in bed.

“Lev,” He prised Levi away a fraction. “You’re going to make me ruin my outfit.”

“Can and have,” Levi panted.

“Not tonight, babe, please.” Caleb let his head drop back to thump on the wall Levi had somehow pinned him against. Hot kisses trailed down his throat and fingers raked into his hair. “Please,” he pleaded even as he sank his fingers into the mess of Levi’s hair and wrapped one leg around his hips.

“You want to dance?” Levi asked between kisses.

“Yes.” Caleb drew his leg tight, pulling Levi hard against him. “Show me off.”

“Or keep you all to myself,” Levi countered.

Caleb pulled Levi’s hair, prying his lips away from his throat. “Both.” He kissed Levi, thrusting his tongue deep before pulling away and sinking into the deep blue of his lover’s eyes. “Both. Show me off and let every one of them know you get me all to yourself.”

“You know just how incredibly hot you are, don’t you?”

“And how lucky. I have you to keep me.” He maintained eye contact—hoping—and was rewarded by a warmth there that still amazed him. “I’m not too much for you?” he asked quietly, wishing Levi knew what he was really asking. What he couldn’t say out loud, the things he hid under hoodies and tried to pass off as a kilt. Even in this most private and supportiveenvironment, he had his doubts about how accepted he could ever be.

As if reading his mind, Levi drew his hands out from under the kilt, straightened the folds of it and stood back, hands on Caleb’s hips for one more admiring look. “Not too much.” He caressed Caleb’s cheek and smiled. “Never too much, Cally. Whatever you want. Promise.”

Warmth spread through Caleb. “Love when you call me that, you know.”

“I know. Now stop being sappy and let’s go dance. I want every guy in the place to see you and know you’re mine.”

“Just let me fix my makeup.”

“And hair, I might have mushed it a bit.” Levi grinned sheepishly.

Secretly, Caleb approved of any amount of mussing of hair and makeup under these circumstances. His own family might not want him, or care to try and understand him, but he had Levi. He was even content with the small concessions he made that Levi didn’t know about. And Levi didn’t have to know. It was enough that he accepted Caleb in his ‘kilts’ and eyeliner. He was happy with that.

“You ready, Cally?” Levi’s tousled head appeared in the mirror next to Caleb as he put the finishing touches on his black-and-blue curls.

“Yeah, I think.” He turned his head this way and that. “What do you think?”

“I think it’s missing one small thing.” Levi pulled something out from behind his back. “But if you squeal like a girl, I will take it back.”

“I do not squeal.” Caleb locked his gaze on the long, slender box in his lover’s hand. “What is it?”

“Open it.” Levi handed it over, an almost nervous look on his face.

Caleb’s own nerves made his hands shake. “Why did you get me this?” he asked, before he even had it open.

“Just open it.”

Caleb popped off the top of the box and peered under the folds of purple tissue paper. “Levi…” He pulled out the contents and a bit of bling glimmered at him. “What…?”

“Something you can wear out, or, you know, maybe just every day.”

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