“Well,” Jason mused, “you’re definitely warm, but that might not work real well for seduction…” and sat down beside him. “I mean…I could pet this very nice sheet…” He was pretty sure that was a shoulder; Colby was laughing. “Or this blanket, over here…it’s a very attractive blanket, look at those shiny stripes…maybe the blanket and I should just spend some time together.”
“But,” Colby said, “I’m under the blanket.”
“Well, yeah, but you’re all covered up, and if you want to stay that way…”
“Jason…” Colby attempted to disentangle sheet-folds. “Please!”
“Oh, you want me to touch you?” The question carried at least two layers. “Is that what you want me to do? You might have to tell me.”
“Jason!” Colby was begging through amusement. “Yes, all right, yes—I love your hands on me, please touc
