Love You As You Are +18

"Doesn't it bother you?" I blurted out right there and then, having been asking myself that question since the night we slept together. I was curious, but I'd been obviously avoiding him.

"What? That you're the heir to the Siren-"

"That I'm trans," I said. I could care less about what he think of me being a Sirenio by blood. "T-That I'm a trans...man,"

"Does it bother you that I'm bisexual?" he asked me. I hadn't expected that response. Not when I'm having mixed feelings about all of this. "Does it?" he probed, closing what's left of the space between. His scent and warmth envelopes me as I'm caged between him and the sink. I shook my head. "Use your words, Miles," he said running his finger over my bottom lip. I shuddered at the sensation it brought to my body. "You were so good with those, that night," I sucked in a sharp breath.

I looked away, and his touch disappeared immediately. "It was a mistake," I whispered, my heart racing. "What...happened was a-"

"I don't do mistakes, Miles," Mr Stark said guiding my eyes back to his. "You should know that by now," I let out a shaky breath when his thumb found my bottom lip again. "Does it bother you that I want to fuck you right now?"

"I...uhm," I looked towards the door. "Someone could walk in on us," I murmured, swallowing hard. I squeezed my thighs together. Mr Stark looked down, a smile on his lips.

"You're squirming," he pointed out. "I barely touched you," I bit my lips, looking down. I shouldn't be so responsive. "Do I make you wet?" he pulled me flush against his body, his hand trailing down to wrap around my neck. I made a sound that had his eyes turning darker. "I like words. Use them more often,"

"I...uh," I swallowed around his hand. "I'm not on my period anymore," I said hoarsely, looking up at him. He made a satisfied sound before stepping back. I'm almost about to protest, the need to have him closer intensifying.

"Lock the door,"