Some Like it Hot - J. D. Light Page 0,25

groaned as I watched the replay, my body starting to warm all over again. "Fuck, I think I could go again just watching that."

He huffed out a little laugh. "But what about your viewers?"

I raised an eyebrow at him, but pulled up the feed anyway, wanting him to see what I knew. I turned the screen and showed him the conversation that was still taking place. "Everyone else loved it too, but you realize that means everyone saw you, right? They didn't see your face, but they definitely saw your… lower body."

He blinked at the screen, looking surprised at all the people who were going crazy over the sexy alpha with the sexy ass and gorgeous dick, and then he shrugged, giving me a small smile. "I don't really care about that. I just don't want you to lose viewers because of it."

"Yeah, I don't think that is going to happen."

***

There was, surprisingly, not a ton of crossover between the people who watched my actual scenes, and the people who watched my vlog. A few people had brought up my scenes in the feed of my vlog, but mostly the ones that watched me perform were just watching to get off, while the people who watched my vlog liked to hear about the rest of my life, and how I balanced the two, which up until today, had actually been very, very poorly.

"So, it turns out he already knew what I do for a living. He was even kinda a fan." I said to my audience, glancing up to watch Grant settle into the chair just out of the shot.

I wanted to invite him to join me, more than proud that he was here with me, but I wasn't sure if he was feeling like he'd had enough camera time for the day, so I didn't want to push him.

"Not just kinda," he said, surprising me. "I've been pretty obsessed."

I sighed, smiling. His voice was so deep, and he sounded so damn happy. I didn't know what could possibly make him so happy about having a camboy as a boyfriend, but I wasn't going to argue about it.

"Did I mention he's here?" I asked the viewers, not succeeding in keeping the squee out of my voice. "And I'm going to go visit his family with him this…" I trailed off, blinking up at him again from where I sat on the floor between the coffee table and the couch. "Wait, you still want me to go, don't you?"

"Of course. Why wouldn't I?" He stood, moving over to sit on the couch next to my shoulder, reaching up to run his fingers through my hair.

"Because we're dating now. You were taking me as a friend before."

He blinked at me for a moment, before laughing and shaking his head. "Actually, I watched your vlog and was trying to work up to asking you out."

My chest did that happy expand thing, and I smiled, a small laugh slipping from my throat, and he smiled back before leaning down to press a kiss to my upturned mouth.

I turned back to the camera, watching all the aws and he's so fucking hots pop up on the screen. "So, I'm going to meet his family. They all know about me, and what I do for a living. I'm absolutely terrified that they are going to hate me, because of my job, but Grant seems to think it's going to be okay. Wish me luck."

***

Grant's eyes cut to me. "What are you doing?"

Stuffing my face with everything within grabbing distance, to keep myself from rambling on like an idiot.

"What do you mean?" I asked around the second roll I'd just shoved in my mouth… along with the one I already had in there, so it came out sounding a lot like, whawoowoowee.

He blinked, raising an eyebrow, and I swallowed just enough to make room for another roll, but Grant smacked it out of my hand before I managed to get it stuffed in there. "You're not acting like yourself."

"Yes, I am."

"No. You're being really quiet, and you're going to be hurting if you eat anything else."

"I'm always quiet," I said, and barely got the sentence out, before that eyebrow was raising again. I huffed, leaning away from him to grab another roll, and almost had the thing in my mouth before he reached out with his fucking King Kong arms and grabbed my wrist, prying the thing away from me.

"I just don't want to ramble something embarrassing,"