Chapter 131: Together In The Bathroom.

Bryce did not push the matter any further. He let it slide once again, just as he had done so many times before.

In that moment, he became tempted to tell Vincent that Dave had feelings for him. Perhaps, if Vincent knew that, he would finally admit that he felt something for Dave as well.

But he clenched his teeth and reminded himself that it was not his place to expose something Dave had not been willing to say himself.

And if Vincent truly felt something for Dave, then he should be the one to admit it to them, rather than Bryce trying to force the confession out of him through pressure or circumstance.

It needed to come from Vincent willingly, just as Dave’s own feelings needed to come from Dave.

"I can teleport back and come with him," Bryce said, more than willing to do so. Dave could remain at the mansion, the place was clearly safe enough for him.

"No need. We’ll finish everything tomorrow and go back," Vincent replied, sounding almost as though he could hardly wait for that to happen.

For a moment, Bryce simply stared at him.

His mind immediately began running in too many directions, and something bitter settled inside him before he could stop it.

He was right there with Vincent, standing directly in front of him, while Vincent’s thoughts seemed to keep drifting back to Dave. He sounded as though he could hardly wait to return there, to him.

Dave was obviously on his mind. Even when Bryce had asked about him, Vincent had stuttered.

Was he becoming insignificant to Vincent now?

The thought was so ridiculous that Bryce almost laughed at himself. He was thinking about Dave too. That did not mean, not even remotely, that he wanted Vincent any less right now.

So why did that same behavior from Vincent leave such a bitter feeling inside him?

Was he jealous?

The realization was almost absurd. How could Bryce possibly be jealous of the very people he wanted to be together with him?

"I’m here with you, and all your attention seems to have gone to the thought of Dave," Vincent said, pulling Bryce out of the thoughts consuming him. "It makes me feel a little sting, a little insufficient to you without him around."

Bryce stared at him, unable to believe what he had just heard.

It was the exact thing he had been feeling. The same insecurity that had been twisting through his own thoughts had apparently been troubling Vincent too.

So they both had insecurities for the same reason?

Bryce made no attempt to hide what had been going through his mind.

"That’s not the case. Actually, I’ve just been thinking about the same thing. You seem so eager to go back to him, and..."

"I am eager because I like the human world more than I could ever like the wolf realm, despite how calm it’s starting to become," Vincent interrupted immediately, his voice taking on a defensive edge. "Wait. You don’t think I’m not thinking about you right now, that I only want Dave, do you? Because that would be crazy."

Bryce did not answer.

He simply continued staring at Vincent, his thoughts colliding so rapidly that he could not decide which one deserved his attention and which ones he should leave for later.

More than anything, he did not want to acknowledge that, for even a moment, he might actually have been jealous.

He preferred to believe it was simply that sting Vincent had described, the same sense of inadequacy that had briefly taken hold of him.

Rather than entertain the thoughts any further, Bryce leaned forward and kissed Vincent.

Vincent did not hesitate. He immediately kissed him back, and the contact erased every other thought for a moment.

Their bodies were already heated and aroused, even beneath the water. The warmth between them intensified with every second.

Vincent wrapped his arms tightly around Bryce, drawing him fully against his body until there was hardly any space between them.

Every part of him pressed against Bryce, including his hard shaft, still confined beneath his pants.

Almost unconsciously, Vincent bent his knees slightly, aligning his bulge, with Bryce’s own, also restrained by his clothing. He moved against him, rubbing them together through the fabric.

The friction sent a wave of pleasure through both of them. The sensation drove them closer, making them chase the friction with increasing desperation as their bodies remained locked together beneath the water.

Bryce’s hand moved and undressed Vincent, letting each piece of clothing fall to the floor until he was left with nothing.

Vincent pulled Bryce’s pants off as well, and they stood completely naked beneath the shower. They moved closer again, their heated bodies pressing firmly against each other as their lips met once more.

Their tongues moved against each other while their free cocks sought each other through the last remaining space between them.

With the barrier of their clothes gone, the heat between them felt renewed and intensified. They rubbed their bulges against each other.

At one point, Vincent wrapped his hand around both their shafts and stroked them together before releasing them again, returning to the friction between their bodies.

Their lips never parted as they continued rubbing against each other, neither breaking the kiss as the pleasure built until they both reached climax from the friction alone.

Bryce’s body trembled slightly, his breathing heavy and stuttered as he released. A minute later, Vincent followed, the effect just as intense as he held Bryce even more tightly against him.

They held each other until the intensity of the aftermath gradually subsided. Only then did they shift apart.

Vincent stepped toward the bathroom essentials and picked up the soap, washing Bryce’s body and rubbing the soap gently over his skin until Bryce was completely washed.

In return, Bryce insisted on washing Vincent as well. By the time they were finished, their desire had been renewed, their arousals evident.

They ignored it. Neither of them said it aloud, but neither wanted to do anything further without Dave there. If anything, they both silently felt that they had already gone far enough.