Chapter 4

For a while, they didn't say anything.

The evening was crisp, not cold, and the lights were beautiful.

They walked, holding hands, leaning into each other.

Andrei's hand enveloped his.

He didn't just hold it; he ran his thumb up and down Renji's palm as they walked, and after a little bit, Renji responded, caressing him back.

He'd never been a conquest before.

He didn't know if he should keep the fact of his virginity to himself, because it might inconveniently spoil the mood, or if he should mention it to explain his inevitable fumbling inexperience.

Andrei brought him up…