Love is Always Write Anthology Bonus Volume

lose himself in the moment, in the feel of a strong, warm, body pressed against his, in the scent of male sweat and musk, in the feel of another man's sex moving along his own.
    Daren laced his fingers into Sebastian's hair and let small hums and mews escape into their kiss. Sebastian kept his arms tight around Daren's body, not wanting to let him slip or fall. Daren tilted his head back, showing Sebastian a lovely long neck. Sebastian nuzzled against it, taking in long breaths of Daren's scent.
    Daren let go of his hair, slid a hand between their bodies and wrapped it around both their cocks. "Oh, Daren," Sebastian whispered against Daren's throat.
    Daren stilled for a moment before beginning to slide his hand along both their cocks. Sebastian felt the need for release almost instantly. It was hard to rein that in, and his hips began to jerk against Daren's hand. Daren stroked them faster while driving himself against Sebastian's body.
    Sebastian pulled him into a kiss, hot and hard. Daren sucked on his tongue and Sebastian nipped at his lips before they simply locked their lips together. Sebastian grew dizzy as they shared a single breath between them, then their bodies fell out of any rhythm and simply drove against each other hard.
    Daren arched back first, crying out and almost falling from Sebastian's arms, spilling liquid heat between their bodies. Sebastian followed soon after, hiding his cry in Daren's shoulder while Daren still trembled with his own aftershocks.
    Sebastian slowly leaned back, letting Daren sprawl across him, even if it did mean he had to work harder to catch his breath. Daren was shaking but didn't appear to be upset. Sebastian stroked his hair and felt his own eyes begin to drift shut as he was suddenly tired enough to sleep. "Can you roll over?" He whispered to Daren. Daren nodded and slid off his body, managing a sprawl that would possibly have looked cool if red silk sheets had been involved.
    Sebastian pried himself up and out of bed and made a run for a couple of washcloths to clean them up. When he got back, Daren had an odd look on his face. It seemed to be mostly one of amusement.
    "What are you thinking about?"
    "I'm thinking that sex is kinda interesting when you're not baked. You're sort of more… there. It's kinda odd, but you know, good."
    "You have had sex while not under the influence of something, right?"
    Daren shrugged. "A couple of times, but that was mostly at rehab when I was jonesing for anything in my system."
    "Okay." Sebastian didn't really want to think just how much in the way of drugs Daren must have done throughout his teens. It was probably a small miracle he was even functional.
    "When I said I needed to be baked to make all the Kendras and Heathers interesting, I wasn't kidding." Daren tilted his head and stared at an invisible spot somewhere between himself and the ceiling. "Maybe if I'd tried a dude sooner..."
    "You did seem to be enjoying that ice sculpture a lot."
    Daren grinned and then frowned, his eyebrows coming together in thought. "You called me Daren."
    "I always call you Daren."
    "I mean, just, when we were doing that, you said Daren."
    Sebastian hoped this existential side note wouldn't take too long. He was tired. "What was I supposed to call you?"
    "No, Daren is good. I like Daren. I feel like I'm Daren now. Just odd to hear it said like that. Nice."
    Sebastian wiped down Daren and pulled the blankets back up. "If you promise not to fall out of bed I'll leave the bandages off for the night."
    "I'll do my best."
    Sebastian gave him a soft peck on the lips before climbing in on his own side. "Sleep well, Daren."
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CHAPTER 12
    The next morning Daren seemed calm, and not caught in an angst-ridden sexual identity crisis. Sebastian took that as a sign to treat the day like any other. Breakfast, shower, Daren camped out in front of the computer while Sebastian changed the bed and ran laundry, then lunch, nap, and physical therapy.
    Sebastian pulled a frozen lasagna out of the freezer since Rachael would probably be eating too. It was a bit before five when Daren handed him folded up piece of paper and the USB stick. "Those are my lists of demands and a quick hit of what I've got access to. You can give those to Agent Kim."
    "Have you considered that he might want to talk to you personally, like face to face?"
    "He's not going to risk not getting the data."
    "And would you actually withhold all the information you've got if you don't get exactly