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Excerpt: "OC Pride: Fundamental Things"


Ryan held out one hand. "Come sit with me."

Jamie sat, facing Ryan at an angle, taking Ryan's hand. Just the
way he linked their fingers and used his thumb to stroke the back of
Ryan's hand seemed like such a breakthrough. It had taken months
for Jamie to feel even a little bit comfortable with the two of them
as a couple and Ryan still put in a lot of work reassuring Jamie.

Like now.

"First of all, they're my friends, too. I like spending time with them;
they're smart and funny and we have a good time. If I didn't want
to be here, I'd find something else to do, believe me."

"Would you, really?"

"Oh, you bet. Are you kidding? Just ask my parents." Ryan grinned,
hoping for an answering smile, a little burst of happiness filling him
when he got it.

"That's right. I still remember that wedding she wanted you to go to
-- some friend from the old neighborhood or something. I think I may
have seen actual steam coming out of her ears on that one."

"Yeah. She was pretty pissed." He slipped his hand out of Jamie's
grasp and into Jamie's hair, his gaze wandering over Jamie's blunt
features. Ryan scraped his nails along the back of Jamie's head the
way he knew Jamie was particularly partial to and watched Jamie's
eyes close, right on cue.

Rubbing his head against Ryan's fingers like a cat, Jamie leaned into
the caress, a rumble emanating from his chest that made Ryan
wonder if lions could purr. "That's nice. You've got great hands."

"So do you. And chest... Have I told you lately how much I like your
chest?" Ryan began slipping the buttons of Jamie's shirt out of their
respective holes, baring a nice section of deliciously furry chest.
Once he had access to bare skin, he couldn't resist licking and
biting, knowing the response he'd get.

Jamie's fingers threaded themselves through Ryan's hair, trying to
direct the action, but Ryan eluded him. Moving quickly down Jamie's
chest, Ryan flirted with Jamie's belly button, slipping his tongue in
and around it, using his teeth to tug at the little whorls of hair
surrounding it.

"God damn it, that's it. I'm shaving it."

Ryan unzipped Jamie's pants, revealing the soft, white material of
his briefs and the hardening outline of flesh behind it. "Is it a burden
being so sexy? Yeah, I guess I can see how that could be. Maybe
you should, at that."



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