the day. Bryan understood his mate’s quirks and honored them by finding his own activities, which included early morning patrol.
Judd spoke carefully and clearly. “Trick will be up soon. He opens the café at seven. Can you escort him there?”
Bryan dipped his great shaggy head.
“You sure he understands?” Colin glanced between them.
Judd nodded. “If not, Max’ll make sure Trick gets to work safely. After his run, he needs his caffeine fix. No one but Trick will do, apparently.”
“Never get between Max and a crème caramel latte,” agreed Isaac.
Colin yawned.
Judd swung a casual, not casual, arm around his shoulders. “Let’s get you to bed, Gingersnap. You’re not used to being out all night at these things.”
“I did okay, though?” Colin nibbled his lower lip.
Judd wanted to physically stop him from worry, kiss away those teeth.
“I mean, I know I wasn’t much use but it seemed to go all right, even with the dust-up at Saucebox.”
“You did great,” Judd praised.
Colin yawned again, jaw creaking.
Kevin laughed. “Come on, little brother, let’s get you to bed.”
“No need to be condescending. Some of us have daytime lives.”
“Got class on Saturdays all of a sudden?” Kevin sneered.
“Shut up, buttwad,” shot back Colin, inelegantly.
They proceeded up the pathway through the overgrown yard to the front door.
Judd held Colin back as the others went inside. “Come to my room?”
“Yeah? More lessons?” His mate looked so pathetically hopeful. Like he’d not expected it again. Like he deserved so little of Judd’s attention.
“Unless you’re too tired?” Judd was a gentleman. He gave Colin an easy out.
“Never!” Colin straightened noticeably. “What’s in the syllabus?”
Judd crowded against him, permission given. He reached down to stroke him through those thin stripper pants. Such a big cock for such a slender man. Such a turn-on. It had taunted him all night.
“I was thinking blow jobs.”
Colin’s eyes went round. “Oh! You’ll teach me how?”
“It would, without a shadow of a doubt, be my pleasure.”
Colin smiled at him, cheeky now that he knew what to expect. “We shall have to find out if it’s mine. But I have high hopes.”
“I’m hoping they are low hopes.” Judd let his gaze linger on Colin’s crotch. It wasn’t a very good joke, but his Gingersnap seemed to like it.
“Mmmm, definitely.”
Colin went upstairs. Judd did a quick patrol of the house, from the unfinished basement, through the empty downstairs, and along the upstairs hall checking all the bedroom doors. His pack must be safe.
Finally, he took a quick shower. Switching to fur didn’t make him more or less dirty, but for some reason he always felt grimy afterwards. It had been a long day and he wanted to put on a good performance for his Gingersnap. Make everything as easy and comfortable as possible.
Apparently, a little too comfortable.
Colin was dead asleep in Judd’s bed when he finally got to his room.
Judd took a moment to appreciate Colin being there, vulnerable in Judd’s space, surrounded by Judd’s scent. He didn’t mind waiting. Blow jobs first thing after waking were one of life’s greatest joys. Plus, in daylight he could see all Colin’s blushes. Judd was happy to wait. Judd had waited, one way or another, for over a century. He was nothing if not patient.
So he climbed into bed, pulled his mate close, listened to his soft regular breathing, and let himself be all over content.
When Judd woke up the next day it was, sadly, not to a blow job. He figured that would be too much for a first attempt. Still, he intended to negotiate open permission for the future. Whether giving or receiving, Judd liked to come awake sexed-up and happy.
But Colin was touching him, sweet smelling and sleep rumpled.
At some point they’d rolled so that Judd was on his back with Colin nested against him. Red head at the crook of shoulder and torso. A hand stroked down Judd’s thigh.
Colin nuzzled, inhaled deep, pressed tight against Judd’s side – cock hard and movements eager. Either he was turned on and still asleep, or awake but too sleepy to be cautious in his desire.
Judd adored it.
He curved the arm under Colin, cupped the back of that red head with one big hand. He bent to meet Colin’s pretty mouth in a soft kiss.
No urgency to it, just acknowledgment and acceptance.
“Hello, Gingersnap.”
“Judd.” Colin’s eyes stayed closed. His smile was small but unguarded.
“How do you feel about morning blow jobs, beautiful boy?”
“It’s afternoon.”
“How do you feel about afternoon blow jobs?”
“Resoundingly in favor. Just don’t expect me to be great at it