Chapter 20 #2
Instead of ordering on the app, I decide to call the order in, enjoying the way Mason’s eyes go wide behind the rim of his glasses with obvious excitement as he realizes I’m talking to someone on the phone while he’s getting me off.
I’m definitely getting off on the situation too.
As expected, he seems to take that as a challenge and doubles his efforts.
He starts moaning as he sucks me like… well, shit, I guess he does suck dick like a vacuum.
He’s always so fucking good at this, but as he manages to take me all the way into his throat and swallow around my tip, I have to fight to maintain an even tone.
The extra effort is a fun challenge, even though I’m sure we’re not hiding much from the person taking my order.
Mason’s pretty blue eyes catch my gaze with an obvious plea, so I nod, and he immediately shoves down his pants to work his own dick without interrupting the blowjob at all. It’s honestly impressive.
“Thanks, bye,” I manage to say, finishing the order and hanging up before grabbing a fistful of Mason’s hair.
“Did you like that, Pet?” I ask as I hold him down so he’s nearly choking on my dick.
He tries to nod, but he does something with his tongue as he does, and I fill his throat with my release.
After a few moments of trying to catch my breath, I realize he’s already come as well, all over the bed beneath us.
“Fuck, that was so hot,” Mason says through bated breath after pulling back.
“Yes, it was,” I mutter. “Let’s swap the sheets and get you some fresh clothes, then you can pick the movie.”
Mason nods, and we climb off the bed together.
I help him get dressed in more of my clothes and change the sheets before climbing back into bed.
Technically, I could go to his place and get more of his clothes that actually fit him, but I love seeing him wrapped in mine far more.
Once we’re situated, I pull him against me so he’s resting his head against my chest, and I focus on the streaming app on the TV.
“So obviously you’re obsessed with dark romance books, but how does that translate to movies? Do you like horror or romance or what?”
“There really need to be more dark romance films,” he sighs. “It just depends on my mood, I guess. I do like psychological thrillers and dark comedies too.”
“Well, what’s the mood today?”
“What do you like?” he counters.
“No, no. This was your reward, Pet.”
He sighs dramatically. “I don’t want to pick something you’ll hate.”
“I won’t hate it if you pick it, Mason,” I assure him with a laugh. “The whole point was that I wanted to do something to make you happy.”
He sits up and twists to face me with a big smile. “Okay. Thank you, Zane.”
The doorbell rings, and I hand him the remote. “Get something pulled up, and I’ll grab the food.”
He nods, and I shut the door behind me as I hurry down the stairs to meet the delivery driver.
I thank him with a tip, then head to the kitchen to grab us plates and napkins, and once I have everything we’ll need, I go back up and find Mason has chosen a rom-com.
I make up his plate first and hand it to him.
“I’d like us to eat this meal together while we watch the movie, so you’ll have to feed yourself,” I explain with a smirk that he mirrors.
“I’ll survive.”
I start the movie and get my plate, sitting back against the headboard with it in my lap, and Mason sits right next to me so our thighs are touching. I appreciate the contact more than I would have guessed. It settles some of the anxiety I have about our situation to have him so close.
Only a couple of minutes into the movie, my phone vibrates in my pocket multiple times, and Mason obviously feels it.
“Someone’s popular and it isn’t me,” he jokes.
I pull it out and open up the message from Grant.
Grant
Hey man you’re off tonight right? Come watch the game with us, Eric’s buying.
Eric
I didn’t say I was buying
Grant
You made the bet, brother
Zane
Sorry, can’t tonight.
Zane
What bet did he lose this time?
Grant
Booo. You never hang out anymore.
Grant
He thought I couldn’t be silent for a full hour at work today.
Zane
Sounds like you both won.
Zane
And I see you almost every day
Grant
While we’re working barely counts.
Eric
I like the way you think. Except now he’s almost more insufferable since he did it
Zane
Fine, we’ll plan something soon but not tonight. I’m already in bed and there’s no way I’m leaving it.
“You should go hang out with your friends,” Mason encourages, obviously reading the conversation over my shoulder, but I don’t care.
I shrug. “Nah, I’d rather hang out with you.”
“Oh,” Mason breathes, sounding surprised by my answer. He pushes his glasses higher up on his nose as he looks at my phone again, completely unashamed of his snooping. “Your friends seem cool, though. They’re the ones you grew up with, right?”
“Yeah, they’re the best. What about you? Why has no one been blowing up your phone?”
He shrugs, focusing on his pizza. “I think I mentioned that I didn’t exactly fit in growing up.
I have some friends from college that I get along with well, but most of us ended up in different cities after graduation, and we go months without reaching out.
There’s a few people I know in town, mostly through the art fairs.
I used to go out with them for dinner or drinks, but in the last year or so they’ve all ended up in new relationships, and I haven’t seen any of them in a while… ”
He trails off and puts down his food to rest his head on my shoulder.
No wonder he’s so eager to spend time with me.
His admission only makes me want to make his time here even more enjoyable.
It’s hard for me to imagine not having Grant and Eric so involved in my life, but it’s also difficult for me to wrap my head around Mason being so alone.
He’s such an interesting person, and I’m so drawn to him that I can’t imagine other people not having the same desire to be around him as I do.
We don’t talk much after that, just casually touching and cuddling with each other.
Mason ends up falling asleep before the movie’s over.
As I drift off, Mason’s smiling face is all I see when I close my eyes.
How happy he was when he said I’d gotten him a TV.
I want to make him happy like that again. As often as I possibly can.