Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 7

Grant."
    Scott turned a little, his head resting half on Jimmy's arm, half on the pillows, "Oh, God, I'd like to think it is…" He could just make out Jimmy's wicked grin at the words.
    "Yeah? You think Cary Grant gave good head?"
    "Christ, I hope so." Scott turned back around then, pressing himself comfortably against Jimmy, their bodies fitting together seamlessly. "Speaking of, I mean, I know I was dead asleep when you got started, but…"
    "I practiced."
    Turning his head again, not surprised at the flair of jealousy sparking in him, "With who ?"
    Jimmy laughed again, kissing the tip of Scott's nose, "Not 'who', more like 'what'." he told Scott.
    "Do I even wanna know?"
    "Probably not," Jimmy answered, the two of them laughing now, unguarded. Scott could feel Jimmy's grin as the man pressed another kiss against his bare shoulder.
    "So…are you…I mean… Are you into guys now? Or…bi or…?"
    Jimmy's arms tightened around Scott, as if he were trying to get closer, his tone serious, "Nope. Guys don't do a damn thing for me. Hell, even girls lately… It's just… You."
    He let the honesty of that statement sink in, felt the weight of Jimmy's words, but after a moment, Scott found himself sniggering, "You're telling me you're Scott-o-sexual now?"
    The huff of laughter sent a warm draft over Scott's bare skin, Jimmy pinching his side and grinning as he bit Scott's ear, "That's right, dollbaby, I had to make up a whole new orientation because of you."
    "Oh God, if it catches on we'll have to add a new letter to the LGBTQ." The two of them laughing again, Jimmy lacing their fingers together over Scott's stomach, "Pretty soon it'll be the whole damn alphabet."
    "Better not catch on; you're mine ." Jimmy told him, sliding his bare feet between Scott's.
    "This from the man that's screwed half the city…" Scott was teasing, covering the flutter he felt in his stomach at Jimmy's words, wanting to believe them, at the same time knowing Jimmy was all over the map when it came to sex.
    "Well, you screwed the other half, so I figure we're even."
    They fell silent for a moment, cuddled together like always, comfortable with each other in a way they maybe never had been before. Scott broke the moment by asking, "How long?"
    "Hm?"
    "You said you'd wanted me for so long… How long?"
    Jimmy buried his face against the back of Scott's neck, as if he were hiding from his own answer. "Years."
    Scott stared into the dark room for a beat, shocked silent, before he turned in Jimmy's arms, "No shit?"
    Jimmy just shook his head, readjusting his hold on Scott enough to let the man turn into his arms, pulling until Scott's head rested on his shoulder. "No shit," he whispered, pressing his forehead to Scott's. "Christ, I… I chased down everything in a skirt thinking…thinking it was just a phase or that it was because you were the first gay guy I ever really got to know, thinking maybe one of the girls would stick, but…"
    "And all those vapid twinks you threw at me?"
    Closing his eyes and swallowing hard, Jimmy murmured, "I knew they wouldn't stick."
    Reaching a hand up, Scott stroked his fingers through Jimmy's hair, "Is that why you never introduced me to Rob?" Finally realizing what was bothering Jimmy all along.
    Jimmy just nodded at first, pulling back and brushing a kiss to Scott's crown, "The guy is a fucking prince ." he told Scott, half a laugh catching on the words, "Christ, I wanted to hate him, tried to find some…flaw, but the more I got to know him the more I knew he'd be great for you and…"
    Scott was grinning, he couldn't help himself, "You jealous little prick."
    "I'd say guilty, but little and prick don't really work in the same sentence where I'm concerned…" They were both laughing again, pressing closer as Jimmy's hand skimmed down Scott's back, cupping his ass, rocking his hips into him.
    "Jackass," Scott murmured, the word sounding like an endearment on his sigh as he wrapped his leg around Jimmy's hip. They moved together slowly for a moment, both of them starting to grow hard again when Scott stopped suddenly, "Shit, Rob ."
    "So not the name I want to hear when I'm doing this…" Jimmy's voice was light and playful, but Scott could tell the man was unsettled, the path of Jimmy's hand having halted abruptly.
    "No, I mean… I should probably tell him. We haven't been… Well, not lately, anyway, but we’re kind of dating."
    "Feel like ya cheated on him?" Jimmy asked, letting out a small whisper of