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Sebastian waved his hand. “Of course they do. But only they would. Because only they would ever know who I really am. Everyone else is just forming an opinion on a carefully constructed lie. Whether they love me or hate me, none of it’s real.”
“And in the Resistance, you’re real.” Now it made sense. It all made sense: Sebastian’s aggressive flamboyance, his outspokenness, his willingness to be the only out torvar anyone could ever think of…and his desperate desire to please.
Sebastian slumped heavily on his arms braced on the counter. “Yeah.”
Leon felt an overwhelming surge of protective affection and an accompanying wave of frustration with his confinement and paralysis. “Look at me.”
Sebastian frowned, still staring down the marble sink, and shook his head. “What are you talking about?”
“Look at me, Sebastian.” Leon hardened his voice. “Look up.”
Sebastian jerked his head up instantly and met Leon’s gaze in the mirror over the sink. Leon reached out his mind for him, trying to take up as much space in their shared consciousness as he could, and he felt Sebastian yield and make room for him.
“I see you,” Leon growled. Sebastian swayed forward, and it killed Leon to see because he knew exactly what he’d do if he had his own goddamn body. “I have always seen you.”
“Hess—”
“Leon.”
“Leon,” Sebastian repeated. Even in the confines of their minds, Leon could hear the shake in Sebastian’s voice.
Arousal shot through him, and Sebastian jolted. The sensation of the answering bloom of warmth in their lower belly flooded through Leon and then pinged back out of him into Sebastian, and Sebastian gasped.
“I have always seen you, Sebastian.” Finally, Leon remembered that he did have his own goddamn body. And better than that, he had Sebastian inside it, inside him, where Leon could have never been brave enough to let him. “And I have always wanted you.”
Chapter Eleven
Sebastian stared into the mirror and into the intense eyes of Leon Hess and felt his heart—Leon’s heart—pound against his ribcage.
Technically, he controlled that strong body in the mirror, but with Leon pressing in on his mind, he felt more like a vessel. He felt like an instrument with Leon as his confident wielder. He melted into that feeling even as the positive feedback loop of their desire ratcheted up his anticipation.
“Take off my shirt.” Leon’s voice settled into that hard, smooth, commanding tone that made it so easy for Sebastian to obey him and impossible not to.
He pulled the shirt over his head and tossed it to the ground, and his mouth watered at the sight.
He had always been attracted to Leon’s solid bulk, the heaviness of his muscles, and the immovable strength of his presence that had been as much about his body as his charisma. Even when Sebastian had resented him, he’d always wanted to touch. He had been denied so much that night at the capitol, but now… Sebastian moved a hand to drag it over the ridges of Leon’s stomach. And stopped. He clenched his jaw. No, he still hadn’t yet been given permission.
Pleased pride stroked over Sebastian’s mind, and Sebastian leaned into that feeling.
“Good,” Leon rumbled in his mind. “Now my pants.”
Sebastian undid Leon’s belt and dropped his pants, then remembered with startling clarity the feel of this cock in his mouth. The memory sent a pulse of arousal through his stomach, which bounced off Leon in his mind and reverberated to him twice as strong.
He dropped his head and groaned as his cock swelled, and he squeezed his eyes shut. “Leon.”
He felt Leon’s struggle for control, then the moment he found it. “Turn on the shower.”
“Leon!” Sebastian fisted his hands on the counter, surprised frustration making him growl.
“We’re filthy.”
“I—”
“Shower, Sebastian,” Leon’s voice cracked in his mind.
Sebastian flinched, then shuddered as his cock twitched. He wrestled his breathing under control and stumbled to the shower to turn it on. A knee-weakening flood of affection rewarded him. “Good.”
Once the water warmed, Sebastian stepped in eagerly, hanging on Leon’s consciousness, waiting for his next order.
