... Like a slave and his master...

"So what's stopping you?" Beau whispered, his breath fanning Asher's face.

Asher responded by propping his weight forward and kissing Beau. It was slow and soft, just as they wanted.

Beau's palms were wrapped around Asher's ass in no time, pulling him to sit on his lap. Nothing else mattered.

When Asher slowly caressed Beau's chest and felt traces of moisture, he pulled back. Realizing that no one had said anything behind them, he looked back and blushed at the sight of Jay and Cara watching them with a smile.

Asher cleared his throat. "I noticed that Beau is sweating, and both of you were shirtless when Cara and I came in."

There was no need for Jay to ask if he was the one being addressed since it was very obvious. "Oh, yes. The dorms are going to be hot today."

"What's happening?"

"Turns out that one of our fuses fried."

"When did this happen?" Asher probed further. He wasn't enjoying the heat one bit.