Opossum-(mxm) (Rever series Eight)

Opossum Twenty-Three

"You looking for Waldo in there or something?" Grim asked as he spread his legs a little further, giving Ian the most beautiful view as he worked on stretching his love's hole with his fingers. 

Grim was already sweaty from the gym, his workout tank top clinging to the skin where it had been pushed up to rest just above his beautiful nipples. 

He wanted to stare at him forever, but it was obvious that the guy was just about out of patience. So, with one more hungry look, he positioned himself over his love, then quickly but carefully thrust himself inside.

Ian's eyes jolted open as a cold sweat broke out along his tense body. 

H-holy...

He was panting hard, and quite a bit hard between his legs. 

Pressing a pillow over his face, Ian groaned out his frustration. The horniness didn't really bother him, he was living with his crush, it was bound to happen more often than not, but that dream...

Why on Earth were you thinking about topping him?!

He'd never, not once, thought about dominating his love!

Grim was his life, and the man was clearly a very dominant person. Besides, he preferred to bottom and has dreamed about being beneath his crush ever since he'd seen him in that gaming commercial. 

Sighing, Ian slowly set the pillow aside and opened his watery eyes. 

Time for another shower. 

Swinging his legs over the side of his bed, he got himself up and grabbed a change of clothes. 

Once in the hallway, he gave a quiet exhale as he saw Grim sleeping contently in his bed beyond his open door, his arms wrapped around a spare pillow. 

Ian's calming heart immediately hastened its pace at the sight. 

Absolutely gorgeous. 

Grim truly was the most beautiful man he'd ever seen. Both inside and out. 

Shaking himself out of his daze, and also admonishing himself for being a pervert, he ducked into the bathroom. Unfortunately, right as he was finishing taking care of his problem beneath the cool water, he heard a ring tone begin to chime from his phone that he'd hoped to never hear again. 

He knew that he should have blocked the number, and he also knew that he should just let it ring out and ignore it, but his hand quickly found the phone after brushing off the water from the shower on a hanging towel. He then answered it as he brought it up to his ear. 

Thankfully, he didn't need to answer verbally, because as soon as his mom heard the call get picked up she immediately started to talk. 

"Are you done playing grown-up yet, Ian? This has gone on long enough. You're costing us thousands in babysitting fees because you want to pretend to be an adult when you clearly suck at it. You already moved out of the apartment you said you could manage, and there's no forwarding address, so you're clearly on the streets."

He knew that he should tell her to mind her own business and hang up, but he couldn't bring himself to say anything. In fact, his only response was a silent sniffle as a few tears slid down his damp cheeks. 

Only one managed to make it all the way down to his chin, but before it could fall it was wiped away by a warm thumb, drawing his attention down to the most beautiful man in the world. 

"Why is my Renegade crying?" Grim asked quietly, his gaze a little unfocused with sleep. 

"Your what? Ian, who is that? Why are you with another man? Are you selling yourself?!" his mother ranted, getting more and more depraved as he began to tune her out.