“So when’s the barbecue?”

Vixa snorted. “’Where’ is the real question. In case you forgot, my house is being renovated.”

James snorted, lacing his hands behind his head. “Well, I would volunteer my house, but I live in an apartment.”

There were several noises of agreement.

“What about you, Jake?” James asked.

Jake glared. “No, Dr. Rune. I don’t have a big enough backyard.”

“Simon, why don’t we have it at your house?”

Simon’s brows shot up. “Aden, there’s a little… problem with that.”

James snorted, running a hand through his curly dark hair. “Is not. Dr. Opus can bring his kid and him and Red can entertain themselves.

Simon blushed. “I have no-”

Miki laughed and slapped him on the back. “Of course, Red hasn’t been living in your house for the last three months. Not at all.”

Aden glared. “Red was having issues at home.”

Most of the laughing teachers sobered.

Miki shrugged. “We all figured that, what with Ryanson going to jail for sexual assault and battery.”

Aden grinned. “Okay, it’s settled! Simon, we’re having the staff barbecue at your house two weekends from now.”

“Hey-

“Bye!” Aden darted out of the room.

Shane snorted and ran a hand through his hair, staring at his lover’s ass. “I’m pretty sure that’s how he made his fortune. ‘Hey, invest now. Kay, thanks, bye!’.” Shane snorted again and stood. He patted Simon’s arm. “Good luck.”

The teachers filed out as well. All except Jake. He flopped down across the table from Simon. “So, how’s Red doing?”

Simon sighed, dropping his head in his hands. “I don’t know! He started out hitting on me all the time, which was annoying enough on it’s own, but at least it was expected. Now, well, I think he might be mad at me.”

“Why?”

“Because…” Simon trailed off. Because Damian wasn’t flirting. That was hardly something he could say. Jake seemed to understand though.

“Maybe he’s getting used to you. The flirting could be a defense mechanism.”

Simon shrugged. “Maybe.” There was a long pause. “It’s a good thing if he’s starting to trust me.”

Jake sighed and rubbed at his dark eyes before leaning forward. He cupped Simon’s face lightly. “Simon, when was the last time you were with someone?”

Simon let his eyes slide shut and leaned softly into Jake’s hand. “When I was you,” he replied softly.

Jake smirked and leaned closer. “Good men are just so hard to find nowadays aren’t they?”

Simon chuckled and closed the gap between them. The kiss quickly turned feral.

Jake pulled back first. He grinned, eyes half lidded. “Red’s pretty, isn’t he? Are you in need of a little stress relief?”

Simon groaned and leaned on Jake’s shoulder. “Yes!”

Jake laughed.

“It’s not even just because he’s pretty. He’s willing and I’m horny. Or he was willing. Now, he’s just pretty and there.”

Jake snickered. “So, how do you feel about sex on tables?”

Simon’s jaw dropped. “Are you suggesting…”

“I am.”

“Right.”

He attacked Jake’s lips, manhandling the smaller man onto the table. The brunette just laughed and parted his lips and legs.