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watch Micah fall apart.
“Touch your cock,” he panted. His curls were in his face, clinging to his sweaty forehead, but Daniel didn’t want to release Micah long enough to brush them away. His single-minded focus was on pleasing Micah, on getting Micah where he needed to be. Daniel knew it wouldn’t be long by the increasing volume of Micah’s high, desperate cries.
Micah obeyed him with a needy whine. Daniel could tell he’d gotten a hold of his dick the moment Micah tensed and flexed his pelvis. Only a few seconds later, Micah keened as fine tremors overtook his frame. Daniel followed him almost immediately, Micah’s orgasm like a trip switch that obliterated his control and left him helpless to do anything but ride out the waves of shuddering pleasure.
When he returned to his senses, he was slumped on top of a gasping Micah. Daniel grunted and slid off to the side. The sheets were tangled around them, and all but one of the pillows had been lost to the floor. Daniel would’ve reached down for a blanket, but he couldn’t summon the energy to do more than lie there and pant.
Micah threw an arm around his waist, snuggling up against his side. “I was right about your thighs,” he said. “That’s some impressive leverage. Or something. Athleticism. I don’t know, you broke my brain.” He laughed, breathless and silly. “I’m going to be feeling that for a while.”
Daniel chuckled and smoothed a palm along Micah’s flank. “It’s okay. Next time you can fuck me instead.”
Micah jerked his head up. “Yeah? You want that from me?”
“Of course.” Daniel nipped at his chin, which made Micah laugh and try to wiggle away. “Oh no. No escape for you.” He bit the underside of Micah’s jaw, knowing Micah was ticklish there, too.
A squeak and slap to his chest had Daniel laughing. He eased off on the biting and captured Micah’s lips in a kiss instead.
When Micah pulled back, his tender smile tugged at Daniel’s heart. “I love you.” He brushed another kiss across Daniel’s mouth. “Are you good? With everything from earlier? With all of this?”
“I’m good. Not going to fly into a bi panic or anything.”
Micah snorted. “All right. Just checking.”
Daniel’s hand went down to the curve of Micah’s ass. He gave one cheek a playful squeeze. “I think we’re going to get a lot of use out of those walkie-talkies.”
“Oh yeah.” Micah licked across one of Daniel’s nipples, teasing, his hazel eyes shining with amusement. “Best Christmas present ever.”
Chapter Eighteen
“All right,” Micah said, giving the hockey player next to him a pat on the shoulders. “You got this.”
“Right.” A nervous, but determined, nod.
“You know your game strategy. You’ve practiced your skating. You’re a legend out there. You’ve got this.”
The hockey player in question turned her small face up at him, blinking wide eyes from beneath her visor. “Micah, it’s my first game. I can’t be a legend yet.”
“Well, uh.” Schooled by the grade schooler. Micah gave it some thought. “Legends gotta start somewhere, kiddo.” He picked up the stuffed dolphin he’d brought and wiggled it. “Silver and I are here to cheer you on to greatness.”
This got him a look not unlike Daniel’s, when Micah tried similar versions of aquatic-themed pep talks. “Micah, dolphins don’t know anything about hockey.”
“That’s why you’re gonna teach ’em, yeah?” He smiled at her. Gretchen was nervous, he was almost certain of it, but with her father assistant coaching and all the other kids just as nervous, Micah figured it would all be okay.
Honestly, giving Gretchen a pep talk about her first game with the Rumbles was a lot easier than giving Daniel a pep talk about any game as of late. Hockey was not being kind to Daniel, and Micah himself was watching the scores with a feeling of dread. He didn’t understand the ins and outs of the game, still, but you really didn’t have to in order to understand commentary like last in the league and mathematically out of playoff contention. Or trade rumors, which were—yeah. Not something Micah wanted to think about right now.
The Rumbles were definitely a better distraction. They were playing against a team called the Sunbeams, in case any of this couldn’t get any cuter, and the Sunbeams were apparently their biggest local rivals. Most of the kids seemed familiar with each other, but this was Gretchen’s debut as a member of the team. Micah was thrilled to be asked to attend, to support her and Daniel in