Red Hot(Sex & Mayhem #5)(37)

A warm hand slid up his forearm and stayed there. Moments later, Loki’s soft hair brushed his arm. “I do.”

“And you wanna stay at my place just because you like me?” Red Jack was sceptical of that, but didn’t push Loki’s hand away. It just felt too damn nice, and as suspicious as he was, he did want to believe Loki.

“Yes. How’s that so surprising?”

“I’m not the nicest guy, I suppose. Mom always threatened me no one would like me if I kept doing what I did. But when I don’t, people like fucking Lucy walk all over me. When I was a teenager, I tried to be nice to girls. Brought me shit. They talked behind my back, and none would sleep with me anyway. None would go with an ugly ginger fuck like me, no matter how many chocolates I’d buy them.”

Loki petted his arm again. “You’re not ugly. And deep down, you are a sweet guy. If they don’t see that, then it’s their loss.”

Red Jack snorted. “How would you know? There’s not a ‘sweet’ bone in my body. I thought you’d realize that when I almost drowned you.”

Loki rested his head on Red Jack’s shoulder. “I know, but you were high then. It doesn’t count. Just last week I had this horrible headache, and you took care of me, gave me a bag of ice, and put me to bed. That was pretty sweet.”

Red Jack swallowed, unsure what to say. He hadn’t thought much of it back then. The guy was in his house, and had a headache, a nosebleed. It only made sense to help him out. “You are my cousin after all.” Red Jack smirked, feeling a bit lighter. So maybe it was a bit gay, but he did enjoy Loki’s attention. He could return the favor and take him to this concert.

“And now you’re the guy everyone wants. You know that, right?” Loki pressed his mouth against Red Jack’s skin.

“Tryin’ my best. I might have overdone it with Lucy.” Red Jack sighed. “Shouldn’t have sent her a dick pic and all that. I think I went mental because she wouldn’t give me a lap dance, and then it spiralled out of control.”

Loki chuckled. “I could give you one.”

“What?” Red Jack lost focus and changed lanes for a second. “That’s not the point!”

“I know, I know. Just trying to cheer you up.” Loki sighed and pulled away when his phone rang a loud tune Red Jack vaguely recognized. Loki cursed beneath his breath, typed something and pushed the cell back into his pocket with a somber expression.

Red Jack frowned. “You don’t wanna pick that up?”

Loki shrugged. “Was just my dickhead of an ex. Don’t wanna talk to him. And look, we’ve been having a perfectly good time, and he’s ruined it. As always.”

Red Jack watched him for several seconds. “Do you not have any family? Friends? Anyone better to go to than me?” he asked, turning his gaze to the road ahead.

Loki chuckled. “Nah. Family’s dead, I think. Left them as soon as I could. It wasn’t all white picket fences and that kind of shit. As for friends, I’m positive all my exes would love to bury me. I didn’t have much luck with people.”

That piqued Red Jack’s interest. “Oh, really? What did you do to them, bastard?”

Loki leaned back in the seat and closed his eyes. “I reported my first boyfriend for making crack. But he deserved it.”

Red Jack laughed out loud. “That’s harsh. What did he do?” It was fun to find out this stuff about Loki. He’d never really known a gay guy, so he was looking forward to some juicy tidbits from a lifestyle he knew close to nothing about.

Loki rested his forehead against the window on his side and tugged on his hair. “Lots of stuff. For one, he talked me into anal before I wanted to do that. It sucked. I wouldn’t have done it if I knew what I know now. He smacked me around a bit too much, so at some point I just thought ‘fuck it’, you know?” He glanced at Red Jack and brushed his fingers over the seat belt.

“Gotta stick up for yourself, or no one else will.” Red Jack had learned that the hard way, and until he joined the Coffin Nails, he never had anyone have his back. “And what do you mean you didn’t want to do anal?” He snorted, finding it hard to imagine Loki not up for fucking. The guy was such a horny bitch.

Loki frowned and tugged on his earlobe spreader. “I just didn’t. I wanted to jerk off together or suck his cock, but he told me that everyone was doing it, and that I was acting like a kid, so there... And he had a big dick, so it hurt like a motherfucker.”

“I’d never let a guy fuck me. This one fucker tried it in juvie, and I broke his hand.” Red Jack squinted at the road when the memory of the cross-eyed bastard came back to him a little too vividly.