Beyond the Best Friend Line
Mati woke up to the warmth of Richi’s body pressed against his back. For a heartbeat, he feared the previous night—the discovery of their shared desire and the electric heat of their first encounter—had been a dream. But as he turned to see his best friend sleeping soundly, naked and peaceful, the reality hit him with a surge of affection.
He dressed quietly and began preparing breakfast, only to be surprised by a pair of strong arms wrapping around his waist. “Good morning, baby,” Richi whispered against his cheek, his voice husky with sleep. “Did I tell you I love you?”
Mati beamed, leaning back into the embrace. “No, but it’s good to know. Do you want to eat?”
Richi chuckled, his hand sliding down to grip Mati’s backside, pressing his hardness against him. “I was thinking of something else first.” The tension between them snapped instantly, leading to a passionate morning that solidified their new bond.