InsaneJournal

Avery was usually pretty onto things, in his own little bubble. He knew where each person belonged and usually how he related to them. Things with Scott had shifted but it was hard to pin it down. After that night at the club, they'd both withdrawn somewhat. Avery hadn't said anything to Armaan yet because he wasn't sure what to say yet. He wanted to know where he was in his own head with it before he told anyone.

Scott was interesting though. Avery was starting to see him in a new light, more interested in wondering what he had going on under his clothes than he had been before, remembering how him mouth felt. He even thought about Scott while straddling Grey's lap with his cock inside him, which was unexpected. (Not at home. He didn't want to bring anyone else home in front of Scott now.) Did Scott like to top? He didn't get that vibe but he didn't want to assume.

So they were reasonably relaxed around each other now, a couple of weeks after the club event, despite the occasional awkward touch. They sat together on the sofa with a blanket over their laps, reclined watching a movie, The Fifth Element, and eating popcorn. Avery had his phone out in his far hand so Scott wouldn't see the screen and know that Grey was asking if he was free. He wasn't sure that he wanted to go out right now. Glancing over at Scott, he smirked a little, his face partly hidden in the low light. Nah, he'd stay in.