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apparently none, since his dick began to firm up.
    “We could do that,” West murmured, finally looking at him again.
    Axel’s body all but vibrated with need. He wanted… “Any kind of movie you hate? Or any you want to go see?”
    West’s cheeks darkened. “Well, I saw a commercial for this new Keanu Reeves movie. I— He’s, er, a favorite.”
    “He’s sex personified,” Axel clarified. “And, yeah, I’m in.”
    West nodded. “He is hot. I had all the Matrix movie posters with him on them, and one from Point Break . God, he still looks good.”
    Axel agreed, and shortly after admitting to their mutual Keanu admiration, West began asking Axel questions about his past and family.
    Talking about himself was harder than Axel would have admitted. At least, talking in depth about himself. He had his interview answers down pat, but West deserved more.
    “I was a happy enough kid. Only child, like I’d said. My parents split up when I was too young to notice, but they were both in my life.” Then there was the hard part. “I was in a lot of trouble in my teens, though. Angry that my dad was on his fifth wife and busy with her, pissed that Mom always bad-mouthed him while dating losers that sponged off her. I fell in with the wrong crowd and was arrested, did some time in juvie. More than once.”
    West’s eyes were huge. “Can I ask what for? If you don’t want to say—”
    Axel waved that off. “Nah, I’m not proud of it, and I don’t talk to anyone about it, but you…” He smiled crookedly at West. “You’re not like everyone else. You believe in zombies, and you listen to me.”
    “Zombies are a thing,” West agreed. “They’re gross.”
    “You have to tell me how you found out about them,” Axel said. “Tomorrow, after the movie.” It’d give him a reason to keep West with him longer. “But me, when I was a kid, I was angry, and I picked fights, I guess. I wasn’t a bully, exactly. At least I don’t think I was. If I saw someone being a bully, I’d intervene, and that’s kinda what I kept doing, because I saw it as a justified reason to get in a fight.” He sighed and shrugged. “Maybe I was a bully bullier. Between that and graffitiing up everything I could, I was gonna get in trouble. Then one night I beat up the mayor’s son when I saw him kicking a stray dog. I was in juvie for a while for that one. Mom and Dad actually talked and got me help. Took a while, but I came out all right.”
    “I’d say you came out more than all right.” West shifted as if suddenly nervous. He glanced around then huffed. “I…I’d really like to kiss you.”
    Axel’s dick be damned, a kiss was more than he’d hoped for tonight. “A kiss would be awesome.” He slowly leaned in and touched West’s shoulder. “It’d be…perfect.” Axel liked the way his palms tingled where he was touching West. He ran his hand around to cup West’s nape.
    “P-perfect.” West gulped, then trembled.
    Was that fear or excitement he saw in West? Axel hesitated, trying to decide.
    West made the barest sound, a whimper just carried out on his breath. He lowered his gaze to Axel’s lips but didn’t make a move.
    Axel caressed the silky skin on the back of West’s neck. “Kiss me.” He wasn’t usually so hesitant, but since he wasn’t sure what West was feeling, he needed the man to make the first move. “Please.”
    West moaned softly and Axel was wrapped in a gentle embrace as West pulled him near. “Axel,” West whispered before closing his eyes. He slanted his mouth over Axel’s.
    West’s lips were warm and full, a little wet from him biting and licking them. Axel wanted to press up against him, but restrained himself. He parted his lips and licked at West’s.
    Tightening the embrace, West moaned again and opened for Axel.
    There was no tentativeness to West then. He slid his tongue into Axel’s mouth and began to lay his claim.
    Axel opened himself in more than just the physical sense as