The Guide is Actually a Body-Switching Esper [BL]-Chapter 177: Is There Anything You’re Hiding?

Once the dishes were all in the sink, and the leftovers were put away in the fridge, they moved onto the bed. Not necessarily to have sex (although Lane was hoping things would progress that way later), but simply because there was no place for a couch in Damien’s tiny studio apartment, so the bed was the only way they could get a bit more comfortable. There was also no TV, so Damien turned on his laptop so that they could watch a movie together on its tiny screen.

As Damien had no subscription to any of the streaming services, Lane logged in to his - that is, Oscar’s - account.

"Since tomorrow is Valentine’s Day... Should we watch some romance?" he suggested.

"But... you don’t like it, do you?"

"Eh, I don’t hate it," Lane shrugged his shoulders. "And you like it, don’t you?"

Damien didn’t oppose, so Lane picked a random romance movie from the recommendations. The last time he tried it, he ended up falling asleep... But maybe this time he would succeed in setting the mood, and pushing the things in the right direction.

Especially since they had already had sex before, so it wasn’t exactly a new thing!

He pressed play, and moved back to cuddle with Damien.

But it was... awkward. Maybe because Lane was suddenly taller or more muscular than Damien, or maybe because Damien simply didn’t get used to Lane’s new body yet... Or maybe because of his suspicions that Lane wasn’t quite who he said he was, but there was a certain tension and discomfort in their snuggles. Damien was clearly uneasy, at it was rubbing off on Lane...

At this rate, how could Lane possibly hope to move things forward? When even during cuddles, they were both uncomfortable...

All of a sudden, Damien leaned forward, and paused the movie. "Should we watch something else?"

"Huh?" Lane blinked, snapping out of his thoughts. "Why? You don’t like it?"

"That’s not it... It just seemed that you weren’t watching, so I thought maybe we should change to something we both would enjoy..."

"Ah, I just spaced out for a minute. But speaking of something we both would enjoy..." Lane’s mouth curved up in a grin, and with one swift move, he pulled Damien closer, flipping him over and ending on top of him, Damien’s narrow bed creaking under their weight with every move.

"How about we just enjoy ourselves a bit?" he muttered, his lips caressing Damien’s neck, planting soft kisses, as his fingers already moved on to deal with the buttons of Damien’s shirt. They were so strained already, that they truly needed some relief!

"Mmph..." Damien moaned softly, shifting under Lane... Before Lane could actually do anything though, he quickly grabbed his hand. "Jon... Uh, Oscar... Wait."

"Hmm?" Lane hummed, his mouth moving up the neck toward Damien’s ear. His hands might have been stopped, but his lips remained free to roam!

"Are you... Uh." Damien’s grip on Lane’s hand tightened ever so slightly, and there was some hesitation in his voice, as he asked quietly, "Is there anything you’re hiding from me?"

Damien’s words made Lane freeze on the spot.

So that was the problem, huh?

Trying to suppress his growing unease, he let out a chuckle. "Well, technically there are many things I haven’t told you about yet..."

However, Damien wouldn’t let it go so easily. He furrowed his brows, as he said in a serious tone, "You know what I mean."

"I don’t?"

Damien didn’t say anything, just staring at Lane in silence. freewēbnoveℓ.com

Lane knew. Of course he knew. How could he not? Damien’s suspicions were his biggest source of worries these days... The problem was what to do now.

He could just dismiss the topic. Say he had no idea, and that he wasn’t hiding anything in particular. Then Damien would probably let him continue...

But if he lied about it now, Lane had a feeling he would come to regret it later. If he lied, and had sex with Damien, only for Damien to find out the truth later... Then their relationship would be over.

Which was such a stupid thing to worry about! Because if Damien ever found out, then their relationship would be over anyway, with or without Lane telling him another lie now. There was no way Damien would accept Lane, with everything he had done, right? So why not just enjoy it to the fullest while it lasted...

"Uh... Oscar?"

Lane licked his lips, looking down at Damien, lying underneath him, with his hair slightly tousled. Just a few words, and he could make a complete mess of that man tonight. A few words, just another lie, what a difference would that make?

His fingers were itching, desperate to remove that tight shirt, and uncover the mouthwatering muscles underneath. His lips wanted nothing more but to wreak havoc on Damien’s honeyed skin. He was already well-prepared, with condoms and lube. It would be all too easy to just...

"...I’ve lost the mood," he finally muttered, pulling back. "Let’s just watch the movie and cuddle, hmm?"

He didn’t meet Damien’s eyes. He didn’t dare to. He was scared of what he might see in them. Suspicion? Doubt? Sadness? Frustration? Confidence that his hunch was correct? Either way, Lane doubted that it was anything he wanted to see...

He just pressed play, on this movie that he had no interest in and that would most certainly not set the mood anymore, and cuddled to Damien’s chest. At least the man didn’t push him away. Instead of pressing Lane further, Damien just wrapped his arms around Lane, and gently stroked his head...

If only things could remain this way.

Lane sighed inwardly, pushing the thought away. Some things were just impossible to have. But for now, while it still lasted, before Damien found out without a doubt who Lane was... Even if there was no sex, this relationship Lane had with Damien was still far more enjoyable than any of the flings he used to have.