“I understand,” he said, rubbing Jacob’s back. “And I wouldn’t have asked you to help us, only you’re our best chance to capture those damned fairies.”
Xavier’s body felt comfortable next to his, just as it had in the woods when he’d lain down and cried. The hardness of his muscular torso pressing against his own toned and slender body felt strangely familiar. And when they broke their embrace, Jacob couldn’t help but notice Xavier’s erection, jutting out thick and hard from the nest of dark pubic hair surrounding it.
“I wish I could,” said Jacob, acknowledging the erection with a nod. “But I can’t.”
A flicker of disappointment shadowed Xavier’s face, but then his handsome smile returned.
“So you’ll help us?”
Jacob nodded. “I will. I’ve got nothing to lose anymore. And those fairies are nothing to me so why should I care what happens to them?”
“Then we should make haste.”