Page 63 of Bend Him, Break Him
“Oooooh.” Mina threw her hands up to feign offense or fright. “Someone’s a bossy bottom.”
Isaac stared, unblinking.
“What? I call ‘em like I see ‘em.” Mina leaned closely to Isaac and whispered, “Rumor has it, the starting pitcher is packing quite the bat between his legs. Is that why you’ve been so mellow lately?”
“Size really doesn’t matter.”
“You know the guys who say that only do because they’re not packing.”
Isaac often found the opposite to be true but let Mina believe what she wished.
“We can’t all be blessed as dom daddies, I guess.” Isaac shrugged with an aloof smile.
“All right, and on that splendid note, can we please try to finish the discussion on our fundraiser? A fundraiser that just lost its star attraction.” Carlos cleared his throat, indicating Mina and Isaac’s not-so-quiet whispers were heard in the room that Carlos hadn’t quite wrangled back on track.
Once the room was settled, Carlos continued but only a few people were engaged with the continuing presentation. Isaac wasn’t one of them.
“I’m sorry,” Colton mouthed.
Colton had nothing to apologize for unless he meant not correcting Mina. But why would he? It wasn’t his assumption or responsibility to fill in the blanks on their sex life. There was still a spark of pride in what people thought about Colton, about him being a strong jock, dominant, and in charge. Isaac understood it to a degree. Personally, he figured taking eight inches on a regular basis made Colton a lot stronger than he gave himself credit for, but whatever he needed to emotionally sort out was up to him, not Isaac.
Isaac never cared when people questioned his masculinity or what position folks assumed. The only time he addressed thetopic was alone with a partner before screwing. Then and only then did the conversation matter. For everyone else, they could believe what they wanted.
Isaac huffed, drawing attention from others, including Mina, who tried to peek at his phone until Isaac snapped his teeth like a dog giving a warning.
With that, Colton stuffed his phone back in his pocket and pretended to pay attention to the rest of the GSA meeting.Definitely pretending. Isaac recognized the glazed look and subtle nod Colton would use when overstimulated during their study sessions.
This wouldn’t be the end of their discussion; no way would Isaac allow it to be settled in a handful of texts in the midst of announcing their relationship. Damn. Relationship. It really was a relationship. And already Isaac wondered how much he’d bend his whims to please Colton. He thought about how much he’d already bent to please Colton, to meet him halfway, to see him content. Worse. To see Colton happy. Had he really been whittling himself down to this point the entire time?
Isaac glowered, imagining all the couple things Colton might try to enforce now that they were officially on display for everyone, officially official. What had he done? Allowing himself to become overcome with feelings, worry, jealousy. That wasn’t ever part of his plan, ever something he wanted. Yet he couldn’t help but bask a little in the attention this drew. The worst part? Isaac liked the fluttery feeling it gave him, the tension, and the anticipation.
He had no idea what the next chapter had in store for them, but he was eager to explore it with Colton.
Chapter Twenty-One
Isaacannouncing their relationship completely stunned Colton in the best way possible. It was unexpected, to say the least. But as expected, Isaac immediately dragged Colton off after the GSA meeting to have a sit-down and privately discuss matters.
“Obviously, that was unplanned.” Isaac slowly strolled across campus as the sun set and students went about their business.
Colton enjoyed the casual walk, considering Isaac usually had a tendency of speedwalking everywhere without delay. And that often left Colton rushing to keep up either to meet Isaac discreetly in his car or dorm or some other semi-isolated location across campus.
“So, we’re dating,” Colton said, not asked.
“If you have to put a label on it.”
Colton didn’t need clarification. This all pieced together quite soundly in his mind. But he gathered from Isaac’s rambles about the reactions in GSA that despite being the one to declare them a couple, Isaac still required more time to wrap his head around things.
Reaching out with his hand, Colton interlocked his fingers with Isaac’s and tightened his grip before his skittish boyfriend could retreat.Boyfriend. Colton liked the sound of that, the thrill, the rush, the everything!
“What are you doing?” Isaac hissed, his eyes darting about in every direction for onlookers.
“This isn’t a hookup anymore. This isn’t an arrangement of kink.” Colton raised their interlocked hands up and smiled. “This is a relationship. People show off relationships. People show affection in relationships. People—”
“I don’t do PDA.”
“I wasn’t planning on blowing you for an audience.” Colton smirked. “But I will hold your hand. I might even demand a kiss from time to time. Just a peck. You won’t have to go full tongue in front of a crowd. Unless, of course, you desperately want to shove your tongue in my mouth because I’m just that irresistible.”
Isaac glowered, face burning bright red, and it fueled Colton even more.
