Not tonight.
As Kat and Tanya hit the last ooh, ooh, ooohs, Ben headed for the john before taking off for home. As he stood at the urinal, a moist tongue licked the back of his ear.
“Vij?” He turned, grateful they were the only two present. “Oh. Booger. Hey!”
“You were expecting someone else, Thor?” Booger physically turned Ben and guided him toward a stall. “I thought I was your only secret lover, at least until recently.”
“Shh.” Ben giggled, “You are,” and wasn’t totally surprised by the kiss that came. “But…”
“Uh oh.” Booger pouted. “The bloody old ‘I’ll fuck ya, but I can’t kiss ya without feelings’ rule was just invoked against me, I fear.”
“I’m sorry.” Ben zipped himself up and took a step back. “We are in public, too.”
“You’d snog me if we weren’t?” Booger whispered.
Ben didn’t answer.
“Don’t sweat it.” A dramatic sigh came before a more chaste kiss to Ben’s forehead. “Fuck buds should never get too attached.”