“Jack likes her,” muttered Loki, shifting his gaze to the carrot-colored head by the stage. The music kicked off with a low, raspy tone, and so did Lucy’s dance as she sensuously circled the pole, but Loki wasn’t interested in the slightest. He refused to look at her parading her charms in front of Jack.
Candy raised her eyebrows. “‘Likes’? He’s like a dog with an itch he can’t scratch. He’s been pining for her since I’ve known him, but he’s just not her type. The guy should know when to give up, because he’s getting creepy.”
Loki swallowed hard, pinning the barely clothed body on the pole with his gaze. “Doesn’t sound like him.”
“I’m pretty sure it’s just because she’s rejected him a thousand times. He can’t bear that someone dares say ‘no’ to him.” Candy rolled her eyes.
“He’s humiliating himself by just pushing on, isn’t he?”
Candy bit her lip. “Kinda. It’s like he doesn’t see it. I think even the other guys have been hinting for him to give up. You can’t force someone to be attracted to you.”
Loki nodded. Jack should really look at what was in front of him. A certain someone who would be completely dedicated to him. Loki was ready to be whatever Jack wanted if they could only be together. “I’ll talk to him.”
Lucy’s dance was acrobatic, and if Loki weren’t so annoyed with the sole concept of her existence, he could maybe even admire it. But his blood boiled when he saw her give Jack a pat on the head and a smile as she walked off stage. What a cocktease. He’d never do that to Jack. He’d honestly offer his body for devouring and deal with the consequences. Jack was such a rough fucker. Loki loved it already.
Candy snorted. “Good luck with that tonight after she’s waved her boobs in front of him.”
Loki wanted to say he didn’t get the appeal of pussy, but that would be a shitty thing to say to a woman, so he shut up and watched Jack follow her through the crowd only to be left behind a door she closed right in front of his face. She was one cruel bitch.
It took a few more minutes, but Jack finally turned their way. He seemed to be in a better mood than before. It could have something to do with the beer in his hand.
“He botherin’ you, Candy?” he asked and squinted at Loki.
Loki put his hand on his chest and gave a theatrical gasp. “I’m shocked and appalled!” He winked at Jack.
“He’s a perfectly nice guy,” Candy added, as if Loki were her new pet.
“You wouldn’t be saying that if he rearranged your fridge.” But despite the angry words, the cocky half smile on Jack’s handsome face gave Loki new hope. He wanted to bury his fingers in the red beard and slip his tongue into the warm, soft lips hidden in the soft bush that smelled of a herb garden and bee’s wax.
“I’m a good houseboy. No spoiled food in sight,” said Loki.
“Oh, yeah? Can you cook? I can’t have a boyfriend who doesn’t cook.” Jack’s eyes narrowed, as if he was challenging Loki to a staring contest.
Loki stopped breathing. “I can cook!” Eggs. Sausage. Potatoes. Microwavable rice. Fries. It counted as cooking. “I can even bring you breakfast to bed.”
Candy smiled widely, unaware of the true stakes of this conversation. Jack was giving Loki a sign. He’d take him in. “Can you? My boyfriend also needs to give good head. Can you do that?” He gave Loki a stupid grin, and Candy kicked his foot, flushing like a virgin bride.
“Jack! That is so rude!”
“I can deepthroat,” said Loki, without even blinking. He wiggled his brows, looking straight into Jack’s eyes. Jack knew this much, but if he let him stay, Loki would show him his whole repertoire. A blow job a day. At least.
Candy put her hands over her ears. “Oh, my God! Too much information!”
Jack shook his head. “I have another volunteer today, but thanks for the offer. See you later,” he said and turned around, heading off into the lounge, toward a girl with tattooed breasts. She had black latex stars covering her nipples and the tiniest thong that hardly hid her pussy, but she didn’t seem worried about being on show and wiggled her hips sensuously to the music.
Jack walked up to her, and despite all the people around them, his hand went straight between her thighs. He bowed his head a bit lower and said something straight into her ear. Loki’s eyes went wide when he saw two of Jack’s fingers disappear against her crotch.
“Oh, dear,” moaned Candy and went off to get more cake, but Loki stared at the couple as his heart slowly broke.