‘Friends with benefits rarely work out,’ Kenneth said, as he straightened and rinsed some dishes and then loaded the dishwasher. Faber wanted a dishwasher badly, but it was hard to find a decent installer in Augusta, because the only one he knew, he’d blown in high school, but David was apparently very straight and now very homophobic and while Faber was confident he could probably discreetly blow him again, he wasn’t confident he could get the man to install a dishwasher and not make his life hell for it.
‘I know,’ Faber said, thinking about Caleb, even though that hadn’t been a friend with benefits situation at all.
‘But I’m polyamorous, and I get plenty of my emotional needs met already, so I’m willing,’ Kenneth said. ‘I don’t know what you are, but I don’t think you’re getting any of your emotional needs met.’
‘Live a little,’ Faber said lightly.
Kenneth grinned, and Faber tucked that expression away, and tried to ignore the way Kenneth constantly clocked his vulnerabilities as casually as someone might point out the weather.
‘I’m definitely thinking about it,’ Kenneth added. ‘Today told me there’s a lot of potential for you to sync up with a lot of the things I like. And, hopefully, vice versa.’
‘I must say, I’m truly surprised at how much I enjoyed today,’ Faber said. ‘Though it seemed extremely indulgent, and not very reciprocal, for all that you rabbit on about trust, surely I’d also be showing you a lot of trust if I let you block my breathing with your cock.’