“Professor?” Storm murmured, squeezing again. “You didn’t answer me.”

“I-I’m fine,” Linus squeaked, his face burning.He’s touching my ass.

“Okay. Last spot.”

Storm’s fingers slipped between Linus’ cheeks, following his spine down.

Is he going to—?

The alpha stopped, his fingers nestled between Linus’ cheeks. It took Linus a few seconds to realize that Storm was rubbing his tailbone.

“Does it hurt here?” Storm’s fingers circled that spot.

You’re touching the wrong place,Linus wanted to say. His blush spread down his body. “I, ah.”

“Professor?” Storm pressed his tailbone again.

If he slipped his fingers a couple inches lower, he would be touching Linus’ hole.

I shouldn’t be thinking these thoughts about him.But Linus grew wet anyway.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes!” Linus said a little too loudly, torn between asking for more, and doing the right thing.

It would be so easy to raise his ass and beg.

A little too late, he realized that Drake and Wesley were watching them, both extremely amused.

Linus flailed, his fingers knocking against Storm’s bulge. Storm hissed.

Oh, gods, I touched his bulge!

“I’m fine!” Linus squawked. “It doesn’t hurt!”

Storm pulled his hands away from Linus’ ass, grasping his hips. Then he rocked Linus back onto his heels, putting distance between them.

Linus hated the sudden cold all over his body.

“So,” Storm said slowly. He swept his gaze up and down Linus, from his head to his knees and back up again. “Your hands are the only thing that hurt?”

“I think I, um, fell on my ass. I think my tailbone hurts a little.”

Storm didn’t point out that Linus was contradicting himself. Instead, his gaze dropped to Linus’ hips. “Will it help if I rub you there?”

“N-not out here!” Oh gods, they had an audience.

Storm’s lips pulled into a slow, toe-curling smile. “What about later? I’ll massage everything that feels weird.”

Heat swooped into Linus’ belly. “O-okay.”

It’s just a massage,he tried to tell himself.It isn’t forbidden.

He couldn’t deny that Storm’s promise sent a thrill down his spine.

Slowly, Storm pulled his hands away, as though he was reluctant to let go of Linus.

“We should head out,” Linus said. “I still have to drop off the fruit at my mom’s place, and then I have to get to class.”