Chapter 31

Matt dared to peek at the tattoo taking shape on his arm. The spots already inked in stood out glossy against the faded temporary tattoo, but there was no blood. No scabbing, no wound. The healing ability Matt had unwittingly transferred to Vic during sex flowed back into him easily at his lover’s touch. ::This isn’t so bad,::he thought.

The sharp look Vic threw at him made him grin. ::Oh yeah, easy for you to say.::

Puckering his lips together, Matt blew his lover a kiss and amended, ::When we get home, I’ll thank you properly.::

A distracting image rose unbidden in Matt’s head—himself on the floor of their living room, Vic in front of him. Both naked. He sent the thought to his lover, then played the scene out between them like a movie. In their minds, Matt stretched his legs out between Vic’s. His long feet glistened with lotion, and they left slick trails along Vic’s legs as they rubbed over his knees and up his lover’s inner thighs.