“Well, no one refuses bacon. I bet you could put bacon on anything, and it would taste good.”
“Even a bu—car bumper?”
Storm raised his eyebrow. “Even a butt? Is that what you meant to say?”
Linus turned red again. “I said nothing.”
“Gods, you’re really adorable,” Storm breathed.
He hadn’t meant for that to be heard, but Linus’ gaze flew up to meet his.
“Dinner’s ready,” Storm blurted. “Look, the casserole is so crispy on top.”
He took the casserole out of the oven and scooped up some cheesy potatoes, blowing on them to cool them down. Then he held the fork out for Linus to taste.
Linus was still staring at him, though. “Did you just call me adorable?”
“Say ‘ah’.” Storm jiggled the fork in front of his face.
Linus frowned; he went cross-eyed looking at the morsel of food. Storm had to bite down another curse because his omega was seriously fucking adorable.
“C’mon,” Storm whispered. “Open up for me.”
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YOU SLEEP WHERE?
Linus froze.Did Storm just say... what Linus thought he had said?
“Open... what?” Linus asked before he could stop himself.
Those blue eyes darkened. “Open your mouth. Let me put some delicious goodness inside.”
Linus shouldn’t. His mouth opened anyway.
Storm cupped Linus’ jaw with his calloused hand. He slipped the tip of his thumb into Linus’ mouth and pressed down on his teeth, opening his mouth wider.
“It won’t fit if you don’t open wide enough,” Storm murmured.
Linus stopped breathing.Did he really say that?
Storm slid his fork into Linus’ mouth, slow and careful, as though he was putting something else inside.
Something much more forbidden.
Linus could only stare, feeling as though he had let Storm touch an intimate part of himself. His body tingled all over.
Without missing a beat, Storm withdrew his thumb and slowly pressed Linus’ mouth shut around the potatoes and cheese. Then he slid the fork out, its silky tines whispering between Linus’ lips.
Linus couldn’t think. Why didthisfeel like sex?
He chewed. Savory flavors burst across his tongue, and he moaned.
“That’s what I want to hear,” Storm whispered. His knuckles lingered on Linus’ jaw.
What the hell are we doing?Linus thought.
But he swallowed, and his mouth opened in a subconscious plea for more.