“No, Dreon,” Jaden breathed, pushing him back gently even as Dreon’s mouth lingered at his neck, warm and insistent, his face half buried there while his hand traced slow, familiar paths over Jaden’s bare skin.Jaden wore only thin pajamas, no boxer beneath, the fabric riding low on his hips, exposing the curve of his waist and the teasing line of his body.“You’re avoiding me again,” Dreon said, disappointment slipping through his voice when their eyes met, the look between them heavy with want they were both pretending not to feel.“I’m not, Dreon,” Jaden cut in softly, his left hand resting Dreon’s thigh, grounding and intimate all at once. Dreon’s gaze dropped to Jaden's hand before lifting again, darker now, searching Jaden’s face for something he was not giving.“It’s been a week,” Dreon said, the edge of anger creeping in as he turned away. “A full week, and you won’t let me feel nor touch you.”“Dreon,” Jaden murmured, withdrawing his hand slowly, his eyes following the moveme
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