Page 101 of Bro Code

Riley scoffed and swooped onto him, pinning him facedown with his hips and pressing his nose into the hollow under Louis’ ear. Louis felt the firm weight of his chest against his shoulders, his cock already hard between his thighs.

“Um, I…have a question,” he said. “Before we get into all that again.”

Riley pushed up on his hands as Louis turned onto his back. Louis folded his hands over the phone on his chest and took a deep breath.

“I want to invite you to come home with me for Christmas. Is that weird?”

Riley’s eyebrows lifted. He studied Louis’ face. Slowly, he said, “I don’t think it’s weird… Are you sure?”

“Yes.” Louis nodded. “I want you to meet my sister. And…I’m trying to start over with my mom. I want everything out there. From the beginning.”

Riley searched Louis’ gaze. “And…your dad?”

“My dad can do whatever he likes. I’m not gonna let him ruin my Christmas.” He hesitated. “My mom said she wanted to spend her last years with her family. And…you’re my family. So you’re her family too.” Riley smiled. Louis quickly cleared his throat, blushing, and added, “Anyway, the Caribbean’s nice this time of year, there’s beaches, and it’s warm, we can swim and drink cocktails – my sister works at a beach bar – and I know you only have like three days off, so maybe–”

Riley dipped his head and pressed his lips to Louis’ and Louis stopped talking. He stared back into Riley’s eyes, approximately four centimeters from his own, as Riley said against his mouth, “Yes. I would love to have Christmas with your family.”

Louis’ heart skipped. “Yeah?”

“Mhm.” Riley kissed him. “Which means we have to do mine for New Year’s. Deal?”

A sigh of relief rushed out of Louis as Riley’s lips moved to the corner of his mouth. “Merde, okay. Yes, that’s fine. Deal. That’s good. That’s great. To be honest I think I was nervous to go alone.”

Riley touched his lips to the point of Louis’ chin. “Are you sure about this? I don’t want to intrude on your first Christmas with your family if you haven’t seen them–”

“No, I’m sure.” Louis nodded and looked down. As their eyes met, adrenaline surged through him from toe to head, and before he even knew what he was saying, he said, “I want them to meet the man I’m falling in love with.”

Riley made a big face of mock surprise and looked over his shoulder. “Where’s he? Can I meet him?”

“Oh, fuck off.”

Riley caught Louis’ hand as Louis tried to smack him, pinned it beside his head and looked down. “I would be very happy to meet the family of the man I’m falling in love with too.”

His lips returned to Louis’. The kiss deepened, became insistent, and a soft moan escaped Louis as Riley pushed in his tongue, his cock throbbing against Riley’s hip.

“Whose…” Riley’s lips moved to the corner of his mouth “…lips I’m falling in love with.”

Louis snorted. “Uh huh.”

The lips moved to his cheek. “Whose cheeks I’m falling in love with.”

“My family probably isn’t going to need quite this level of detail…”

“Whose neck I’m falling in love with.”

“Neck? Really?”

“Whose shoulders I’m falling in love with…”

Riley trailed kisses lower and lower, naming each part. By the time he got below the navel, Louis had stopped sassing him back and was holding his breath with his cock straining for its turn.

Riley’s eyes came up as he hovered his lips over it.

Louis met his gaze. “Whose cock you’re falling in love with?”

“Oh, I’ve been in love with this for a long time already.”

The next morning Louis was up with the sun, leaving Riley asleep face down with the sheets around his ankles. He crept into the kitchen to make coffee. While he waited for the kettle, he leaned against the counter in the light slanting through the window and pulled out his phone to text Chloé.