Opossum-(mxm) (Rever series Eight)

Opossum Fifteen

He could hear his heartbeat. 

He could also hear Ian calling himself a pervert over and over again as he internally freaked out about sitting in his lap... in front of Grim's streaming camera. 

It was off, of course, but he couldn't help but think about what it would make his man think if he turned it on. 

"You sure you don't want to play our next match from right here? I think you'd look pretty darn sexy on your man's lap," Grim teased, enjoying himself far too much. 

"I-I don't think it would be a good idea," Ian stuttered, stumbling over his words, then nearly swallowing his tongue as Grim nonchalantly slid his left hand up and underneath his shirt to play with his belly. 

It was beginning to take shape after going to the gym every other day for the past week and a half. Of course, the guy did manual labor, too, so it wasn't taking much to get some progress. 

In fact... 

Grim added his other hand and contently began feeling him up a bit.

Definitely getting there, just a few more week—his thoughts were cut short as Ian promptly gasped a near-mute squeal and bolted out of his lap and into the bathroom! 

Grim watched him go with a raised eyebrow, then felt that brow twitch as he heard quiet splashing, then watched as a damp Bubba was scooted out of the room, looking rather dull, in all his uncaring glory. 

"I-I have to pee!" Ian then yelled as he shoved the door closed, then turned the shower on not a second later. 

In the shower...? Grim thought as his smile turned into a knowing smirk. 

Leaning back in his chair, he grabbed his controller and got the game booted up. He could sense eyes on him, but he knew that Bubba wasn't going to move from the bathroom door when he could hear the shower running. 

When his character was ready to go and he still didn't hear the shower turn off, however, Grim pushed himself up and walked over. 

Without thinking about it, he reached down and pet Bubba's head as he stopped in front of the closed door. 

After a minute, he lifted his free hand and was about to knock when he heard something that made him hesitate, his knuckles just an inch from the wood. 

He's...

It was incredibly hard to hear, at first. The patter of water from the shower swallowed nearly all extra sound, but as time went on, he began to hear something that made his own heart fidget in his chest. 

Ian was panting, but clearly trying to hide it behind the spray of the water. 

He knew that he should walk away and let the man take care of his situation in private, and possibly chill out a bit on teasing him so much, but right as Grim took a step towards Ian's room, intent on getting his computer up and running for their match, he heard the faintest whisper that froze him in his tracks. 

"P-please, Grim..." 

Swallowing, Grim slowly looked towards the door. 

He could feel Ian's heart somehow beat faster as his panting got a little louder, but what kept Grim frozen in place were the continuous whimpers calling his name. 

Fuck...

He'd never even thought about doing a guy, but he couldn't get his darn feet to move! He couldn't even force himself to think about getting Ian someone to break the current spell he was under, either!