“Micah?” Alexander said, looking down at the boy. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
“I’m fine,” Micah replied, slumping onto the stairs. “I’m just tired.”
Alexander frowned as he sat beside him; Micah rested his head on Alexander’s shoulder and intertwined their hands.
“Alexander?” he whispered.
“Yes?”
“I want you to bite me.” Alexander choked on air. “Oh, don’t be dramatic,” the younger boy said, rolling his eyes.
“Micah, you do know-”
“Yeah, yeah. We have to have s*x when I’m in heat. I know how the whole process goes.”
“I want to bite you, Micah, don’t get me wrong. But we haven’t done anything past making out, and I don’t want our first time to be when you’re in heat. That’s a big leap.”
“Fine,” Micah replied. “We’ll f**k tonight, and then on my heat, we can f**k again.”
“Oh, that’
