Page 112 of The Alien Infiltrator


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Sebastian was coming between his thighs, driven over the edge by the sounds he’d forced from Leon’s body.

That, more than anything else, destroyed Leon.

He drove his hips up into Sebastian’s throat and came with a brutal yell.

He snapped from the tension just like he knew he would.

He dissolved into sensations.

When he floated back down, Sebastian was licking him clean. He reached down blearily. “Sebastian?”

“Right here.” Sebastian crawled up his body, slowed down by some need to place kisses on every inch of skin he encountered on the way. He finally made it up to Leon’s head and smiled down at him. “I told you you’d like that.”

Leon huffed a disbelieving laugh. “I didn’t doubt you.”

He pushed himself shakily back up to sitting, and Sebastian rolled to the side to let him.

Sebastian flopped his head onto the pillow. “Will you share the bed with me this time?”

“I shared a bed with you last time.”

“No.” Sebastian scrunched his nose. “You shared a body with me last time. That’s different.”

Leon smiled and leaned over him to kiss his scrunched-up nose. “I’ll share a bed with you this time. I think we should clean up the mess you made on the floor, though.”

Sebastian tsked and waved a hand at the window. “This place has boarded-up windows and black mold in the foundations. A little semen on the floor isn’t going to make a difference.”

Leon shook his head. “You’re terrible.”

“No.” Sebastian wrapped his arms around Leon’s neck and pulled him down onto the bed with him. “I’m tired. And so are you.”

“Oh, am I?” Leon turned onto his side to put a hand over Sebastian’s hip.

“Yes.” Sebastian nodded. “You’re always tired because you never sleep.”

“I slept this morning.”

“I don’t think one late morning is enough to counteract a decade of poor sleep habits.”

Leon laid his head on his pillow and let his eyes give in to the heaviness. “Well, how about one late morning and one early night.”

“This is definitely not an early night. The sun set hours ago.”

Leon snorted and wrapped an arm around Sebastian. He pulled him close and sighed contentedly at the feeling of their warm, naked bodies pressing together. “Don’t be picky.”

Sebastian let himself be cuddled, then burrowed into the heat of Leon’s skin. When he threw an arm around Leon’s chest and clutched at the expanse of skin over Leon’s ribs, painfully adoring fireworks went off in Leon’s heart. “I’m always picky.”

“Shh.” Leon nuzzled Sebastian’s temple and kissed the side of his head. “Go to sleep.”

“You go to sleep,” Sebastian mumbled back.

“I am.”

And he was. The exhaustion of the week and the pull of the warm bed and the warmer body beside him were too great for him to resist. When Sebastian didn’t say anything, Leon thought they had finally proved too much for Sebastian to resist either, but then Sebastian shifted.

“Leon?” he murmured, voice cloudy with sleep and his eyes closed.

“Hm?”

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