in Chay’s grasp. “Yes, but that’s not—”
Chay kissed him. Just closed his mouth right over Keaton’s.
He couldn’t do this. He had to stop, but his body refused to listen. The next thing he knew Chay’s tongue probed at his lips. Keaton moaned and opened up for him, sliding his own tongue out to play. He felt Chay’s canines with his tongue, then felt the sting in his gums signaling his fangs elongating.
Chay moved away a tad, nipping Keaton’s bottom lip as he did. His eyes were once again wolf eyes. “That wasn’t bad. Not bad at all.”
Keaton blinked, his vision going monochrome. He whimpered, leaning forward, practically begging. How pathetic was that?
“That’s it, Bit. Don’t fight it.” Chay’s grin turned feral as he slanted his mouth over Keaton’s again.
God, he didn’t want to, he needed to but… Maybe Chay could develop feelings for him.
Keaton pulled back and scooted away from Chay. “Okay, listen. You wanna be friends, get to know each other, okay. It’s against my better judgment, but okay.”
Chay smiled and slid closer to him.
Keaton held a hand out. “But no kissing. No touching, no…no…nothing physical.”
“Why?”
Yeah, why? his cock wanted to know. “Because, we aren’t getting involved. We’re only friends.”
The look on Chay’s face said, “Wanna bet?” but he nodded. “Okay, Bit. If that’s how you want it.”
Keaton’s prick chimed in too, telling him to shut the fuck up. He ignored it and frowned at Chay. “My name’s not Bit.”
* * *
Chay was spread out on his couch and by the looks of him he had no intention of moving anytime soon. Keaton couldn’t decide whether to be irritated or relieved that Chay was actually trying to get to know him. Oddly enough they had quite a bit in common. They both liked country music, but Chay liked metal too and Keaton couldn’t stand the stuff. Keaton liked classical and Chay couldn’t stand it . They both liked football but had different favorite teams, he liked the Jaguars and Chay was a diehard Cowboys fan. Lots of their favorite foods were the same. Both of them had summer birthdays and they both loved to read. Chay liked mysteries and erotic romance, Keaton preferred a good historical biography. They even liked the same types of movies, comedies and actions, although Chay admitted to liking the occasional chick flick and Keaton wouldn’t go within thirty yards of one. All in all the evening had been a learning experience.
After three hours of idle chitchat and getting to know one another Chay looked at his watch. He got up and stretched. “I hate to leave but I have the ten o’clock shift to check on animals.”
“Check on animals?” Keaton knew Chay was a vet, but…
“Yup. Gotta go up to the office and make sure everyone is right and tight. I had a surgery this morning and delivered some puppies. They’re so cute. The owner is out of town, so they are still there. Ya wanna see them?”
Ooh, he liked puppies—kittens too actually—but he shouldn’t press his luck. It had been a nice evening despite his efforts to derail it before it started. He shook his head.
Chay chuckled, grabbed his hand and pulled him up. “No you don’t, Bit. I saw that look on your face when I mentioned puppies. You’re coming with me.”
“Chay, really, I can’t. I have an early class tomorrow. And quit calling me Bit.”
Chay just smiled, damn him. Something told Keaton he’d better get used to the nickname.
“All right, I’ll go with you to your office, but afterward I have to come home and go to bed.”
One of Chay’s dark eyebrows lifted and a grin tugged at his lips.
Keaton laughed. Good Lord the man is going to be the death of me. “Alone.”
“I didn’t say anything.” Chay chuckled and tugged Keaton out the door.
“Wait. Gotta get my keys.”
“You could always spend the night at my house if you get locked out.”
“Ha ha. Will you quit flirting with me?” Keaton
Chay kissed him. Just closed his mouth right over Keaton’s.
He couldn’t do this. He had to stop, but his body refused to listen. The next thing he knew Chay’s tongue probed at his lips. Keaton moaned and opened up for him, sliding his own tongue out to play. He felt Chay’s canines with his tongue, then felt the sting in his gums signaling his fangs elongating.
Chay moved away a tad, nipping Keaton’s bottom lip as he did. His eyes were once again wolf eyes. “That wasn’t bad. Not bad at all.”
Keaton blinked, his vision going monochrome. He whimpered, leaning forward, practically begging. How pathetic was that?
“That’s it, Bit. Don’t fight it.” Chay’s grin turned feral as he slanted his mouth over Keaton’s again.
God, he didn’t want to, he needed to but… Maybe Chay could develop feelings for him.
Keaton pulled back and scooted away from Chay. “Okay, listen. You wanna be friends, get to know each other, okay. It’s against my better judgment, but okay.”
Chay smiled and slid closer to him.
Keaton held a hand out. “But no kissing. No touching, no…no…nothing physical.”
“Why?”
Yeah, why? his cock wanted to know. “Because, we aren’t getting involved. We’re only friends.”
The look on Chay’s face said, “Wanna bet?” but he nodded. “Okay, Bit. If that’s how you want it.”
Keaton’s prick chimed in too, telling him to shut the fuck up. He ignored it and frowned at Chay. “My name’s not Bit.”
* * *
Chay was spread out on his couch and by the looks of him he had no intention of moving anytime soon. Keaton couldn’t decide whether to be irritated or relieved that Chay was actually trying to get to know him. Oddly enough they had quite a bit in common. They both liked country music, but Chay liked metal too and Keaton couldn’t stand the stuff. Keaton liked classical and Chay couldn’t stand it . They both liked football but had different favorite teams, he liked the Jaguars and Chay was a diehard Cowboys fan. Lots of their favorite foods were the same. Both of them had summer birthdays and they both loved to read. Chay liked mysteries and erotic romance, Keaton preferred a good historical biography. They even liked the same types of movies, comedies and actions, although Chay admitted to liking the occasional chick flick and Keaton wouldn’t go within thirty yards of one. All in all the evening had been a learning experience.
After three hours of idle chitchat and getting to know one another Chay looked at his watch. He got up and stretched. “I hate to leave but I have the ten o’clock shift to check on animals.”
“Check on animals?” Keaton knew Chay was a vet, but…
“Yup. Gotta go up to the office and make sure everyone is right and tight. I had a surgery this morning and delivered some puppies. They’re so cute. The owner is out of town, so they are still there. Ya wanna see them?”
Ooh, he liked puppies—kittens too actually—but he shouldn’t press his luck. It had been a nice evening despite his efforts to derail it before it started. He shook his head.
Chay chuckled, grabbed his hand and pulled him up. “No you don’t, Bit. I saw that look on your face when I mentioned puppies. You’re coming with me.”
“Chay, really, I can’t. I have an early class tomorrow. And quit calling me Bit.”
Chay just smiled, damn him. Something told Keaton he’d better get used to the nickname.
“All right, I’ll go with you to your office, but afterward I have to come home and go to bed.”
One of Chay’s dark eyebrows lifted and a grin tugged at his lips.
Keaton laughed. Good Lord the man is going to be the death of me. “Alone.”
“I didn’t say anything.” Chay chuckled and tugged Keaton out the door.
“Wait. Gotta get my keys.”
“You could always spend the night at my house if you get locked out.”
“Ha ha. Will you quit flirting with me?” Keaton