Royally Screwed - Lynn Van Dorn Page 0,39
Jacki sucked in a breath. “Did he blow you? Did he like it? You said he came.”
“No.” Yuri folded his arms over his chest and leaned back in his chair. “There was no dick sucking.”
“Did he fuck you? He seems toppy and you’re so bottomy it’s not funny.”
“I hate you so much and no.”
Jacki smirked at him, apparently her earlier anger at him swept away by her relief that he was safe and her excitement over his barely existent sex life. “No, he’s not toppy or no, you’re not a bottom? Because I’m not sure I’d believe either one.”
Yuri could feel himself blush again. “No, we didn’t fuck and stop analyzing my sex life. It’s gross and creepy. I don’t think those things about you and Mel. Because yuck.”
“Whatever, Prince Prudish. Just tell me how far it went. I can’t give you advice on how to deal with a situation when I don’t have all the facts.”
“Who said I wanted your advice in the first place?” Yuri asked.
“You always want my advice. Come on. Stop stalling and tell me.”
Yuri could not tell her that he and Angelo had frotted. It was too embarrassing for words. “Dicks were handled. And he kissed me.” He sighed. “And I came so fucking hard, Jacks. I nearly passed out.”
“Well, you’ve been wanting to touch his dick for like a decade, so I get that. But let’s go back. He kissed you? And it wasn’t practice? Or for the benefit of an audience? He just… kissed you-kissed you?”
“Yeah,” Yuri said glumly. The orgasm had been amazing, but the kissing was really the part that had messed with his head the most. He’d felt, at the time, like he’d be happy lying in Angelo’s bed forever, just kissing. And maybe sometimes getting up to eat and whatever, but mostly just taking kiss after kiss after kiss.
“God, Yuri, you look dreamy as fuck. I haven’t seen you this goofy since boarding school.”
He buried his hot face in his hands. “God, stop it. I do not.” Even though he knew he probably did. It was why he’d had to get the hell out of Angelo’s flat. There had been no other alternative.
“Then what happened?” Jacki asked, her voice gone gentle. “Did he freak out on you?”
Philippe brought in two plates and put them down on the small table. “Breakfast, your highness. And I’ve made a plate for you as well, Miss Jacqueline, just in case you’re still peckish.”
Jacki bounced out of her chair. “You are a treasure, Philippe. Don’t let Yuri ever tell you different.”
Yuri also stood. “Toady. Aren’t you eating with us, Philippe?”
The valet shook his head. “I’ve already had my breakfast, sir, and am quite full, but thank you.” He went to tidy the kitchen.
Jacki scooped up beans onto her fork, ate them, then asked, “So, come on. Tell me what happened next. Did he freak out?”
Yuri, who no longer felt like eating, toyed with his mushrooms. “Not… exactly. He more kind of… spaced out.”
“God, this is like pulling teeth.”
“Maybe,” Yuri shot back, “it’s because I don’t want to talk about it.”
“You owe me for worrying me sick last night.” She took a vicious bite of toast.
“Ugh. Fine. I asked him if he was still straight after he’d come all over me and he just looked at me blankly like I was mental. Like how could I possibly question his sexual orientation after he’d kissed me like that and gotten both of us off and…”
“Don’t stop now.”
Yuri sighed with frustration. “I tried, I really did, to be good with whatever he’d be able to give me. But it turns out I was just fooling myself because I want it all and I’m never going to get it from him. Ever. Even after shooting his load on my chest he still thinks he’s straight.”
Jacki was quiet for long enough that Yuri got nervous. “Well?”
“I was thinking,” she said, cutting her sausage. “I totally see where you’re coming from, mostly because I’ve been your best friend forever and I know how you work. But I know Angel, too, and I thought you would’ve known him better by now, as well.”
Yuri gaped at her. “What?”
“Yuri, sweetie, try to have some empathy, seriously. Put yourself in Angel’s shoes. Pretend it’s you, and Angelo is an Angela. You’re still engaged, but to a princess instead of a prince, but you’re still gay as hell. You’ve known her forever, and you two fight sometimes, but you like her a lot, too. And