LOGINLukas yanked on his jeans with one hand, swearing under his breath as he tried to shove the zipper up with his thumb. His bare feet slapped the hardwood as he moved around the room in a frenzy, grabbing the first clean shirt he saw.Aiden was already halfway dressed and calmly stepped in to push Lukas’s fumbling hands aside. “Hold still.”“For fuck’s sake,” Lukas muttered. “I just told Ell she was fine. Pregzilla is going to level the whole damn city when she finds out.”He shoved the phone toward Aiden. “Look at this location. She’s in the middle of fucking nowhere.”“You don’t know what she needs help with until you get there,” Aiden said, already heading for the door. “Relax. Let me drive you.”Aiden grabbed his keys on the way out, Lukas still muttering curses under his breath as he shoved his feet into sneakers without socks and bolted for the elevator.They jumped into Aiden’s Mercedes, and within seconds, he was backing neatly out of the lot and pulling onto the road. That was
The next few days blurred into a haze of pleasure and exhaustion. Lukas hadn’t known it was possible to cum that many times or to want one person so relentlessly. It was like an addiction. Aiden was the drug, and Lukas never got enough.They spent the better part of the week in bed, or near it, tangled in sheets and sweat. Between rounds, Aiden would stretch Lukas’s arm, coaxing movement back into the muscles until Lukas could do it himself. Most of the time, he did it naked, half-distracted by the constant state of satisfaction Aiden used to dull the pain.The Stormriders had qualified for the playoffs, the last few games of the season basically filler, throwaway matches like the one Lukas had told Mac to let the Reapers win. Everyone knew they were saving their energy for the real fight ahead, and Lukas was desperate to be part of it. The injury had sidelined him long enough; he could almost taste the ice now.Being a good boy for the doctor definitely had its perks. Every careful s
Lukas leaned out the passenger window of Aiden’s flashy car, arm braced against the frame, sling still in place. He waved toward the porch where his mom and the last few guests stood chatting, all of them lingering longer than necessary just to keep glancing toward Aiden.“Bye, spinsters!” he called with a grin, his voice loud enough to carry over the car engine. “Bye, tubby!” He waved at Ell, who groaned and threw a cookie at him that hit the grass instead.Kara’s bedroom blinds twitched, then started to roll down, and Lukas caught her gaze just before they shut. He winked as the car began to roll forward.“Could you not antagonize every single person you see?” Aiden asked dryly, glancing at him as he pulled onto the street.“They’ll live.” Lukas slouched down into the seat, turning his head to watch the house disappear behind them. “You’re the one who told me I couldn’t drive.”Aiden’s lips quirked. “You’re not driving until the sling’s off. If you take it off or drive one-handed ag
Aiden’s voice was still low, still steady, but Lukas could hear the strain under it. “Someone’s going to come looking for us.”“They can look,” Lukas murmured, his breath hot against Aiden’s neck. His good hand was already sliding down, catching in the waistband of Aiden’s jeans. “Door’s locked.”“Lukas—”“Shh.” He leaned in, pressing Aiden tighter against the door, his body curving around him. “You’re overthinking.”Aiden tried for composure, but it faltered the moment Lukas ground against him. His breath hitched. “We don’t have any lube.”Lukas grinned, eyes bright and wicked all at once. “Yeah, we do.” He reached into his pocket, pulling out the small, stolen jar. “Coconut oil. It’s safe.”Aiden turned his head, amusement flickering through the tension in his jaw. “You looked that up?”“Course I did.” Lukas’s tone was rougher now, lips dragging along Aiden’s throat. “Didn’t think I’d come unprepared, did you?”He pressed harder, his erection grinding against Aiden’s crotch through
Lukas had never seen anyone take baby shower decorations this seriously. Aiden stood on a chair, smoothing out a banner that read Oh Baby! as if he might start ironing it. Lukas's mom hovered nearby, practically glowing every time Aiden adjusted a balloon or straightened a ribbon.Meanwhile, Lukas leaned against the kitchen counter, doing absolutely nothing productive. He had a plastic cup in his hand, pretending to read the instructions on a pack of streamers he had no intention of opening.He was too busy watching a very important show. Tracking every flex of Aiden’s arm as he reached up, every small frown of concentration, the line of his throat when he looked down to check if the garland was even.Tease.Ell’s friends were no better. They stood in a giggling little cluster by the window, whispering and not even trying to be subtle.“I need to know what agency he came from,” one sighed. “He’s like—perfect.”Lukas blinked, scandalized. “Excuse me?” he said, gesturing to himself. “I’
The words echoed in Lukas’s head long after they were spoken.He swallowed, voice rough. “You were going to start a family with Nathan?”Aiden exhaled slowly, standing to face him. He raked a hand through his hair, still breathless, and shook his head firmly. “No. Nathan made it very clear he didn’t want kids. But he was willing to be my partner despite that. And my mom…” His mouth twisted. “Wanted me to at least have a permanent partner. Unofficially engaged, I guess. Though that was never explicitly part of the deal. So I hope that won’t affect my practices… but I can't be sure.”He shifted his weight, thumb rubbing over his palm. “I needed you to know. But I'm aware it might… be too much to handle.”The room was quiet except for the faint hum of chatter from downstairs and the soft rustle of their movements. Light from the window caught in Aiden’s hair as he stood there, shirt half open, skin flushed, looking like temptation itself. Controlled, composed, but with an edge of tension







