Extra Chapter: The Best Man Part 10/13

                                    

                                          
Dante shut the door, rubbing his fingers through his disheveled black hair. He had been so furious when he heard about the kiss, even worse when he saw it, but with what recently occurred, he didn't feel as bad anymore. 
Besides, every time he thought of Nate's face, his entire body felt as if it was on fire. 
Lucius was much more dominant, hence it was clear in Nate's panicking face that he didn't know how to handle that. The fright but desire all crossing his face simultaneously, curling his eyebrows, gritting his teeth as he moaned endlessly, trying to make Lucius feel good but still wanting to obey his orders, was a scene he wanted to witness again. 
Nate had never been that way with him before, such vulnerability that it was almost heartbreaking but made Dante ravenous at the same time. 
"Are you leaving again?" 
Dante heard Nate's voice from behind him and he turned around; Nate had taken a shower. There was still water dripping from the ends of his ginger curls, and he had a robe around his body. Through its opening in the middle, there were visible hickeys left by Lucius. 
Dante slowly shook his head. "No, I'm not."
Nate's eye brightened slightly, but the straight face of Dante prevented him from getting too hopeful. 
"Can we talk about everything?" he murmured, fiddling with his thumbs. 
Dante tilted his head to the side as he examined how nervous Nate appeared. Nate had grown so much ever since they had met. Ever since they had rescued him, the hateful and destructive Nate had completely vanished. This one was careful, honest and cared a lot about others' sentiments. 
He shoved his hands in his front pockets and nodded his head, stepping forward. "Yes, we can." Dante didn't appear as angry as earlier, but Nate still didn't want to be too hopeful, in case this made everything worse. "How did you feel during that?" It was evident Nate was flustered by that question from the way he massaged the back of his neck. "You don't need to be nervous, I just want the truth, Nathan."
Nate exhaled a long breath, biting his bottom lip for a moment. Then he admitted hesitantly, "I-It...it felt really good." 
Dante didn't seem offended. "It looked like he made you feel very good, I've never seen you like that before or heard you moan that way."
"It was different, that's all," Nate mentioned as he shrugged his shoulders. "We've never done those things or these positions, and Lucius is super dominant."
"Do you want to be with him then?" Instantly, without any hesitation, Nate vigorously shook his head. "Do you still think you have feelings for him?"
"I don't have feelings for him," Nate chuckled, as if it was a idiotic statement to have ever believed. "I think I was confused because of what you said and how I used to be with him."
"Then why didn't you pull away from your kiss?"
Nate shrugged his shoulders and exhaled, "Probably because I was stunned. He took me by surprise, that's all it was."
Dante walked closer to him, examining his face and peering deeply within his gaze. Dante's irises were always a feature that Nate couldn't get used to; it felt as if he was staring directly into his mind, reading every single one of his thoughts. But it was also a detail he endeared, such a rarity and he was shocked that he was the one able to stare at them from this close. 
"Who do you love then?" Dante cooed, raising his eyebrows. He walked close enough that Nate's head had to be tilted all the way back to meet his gaze.
Nate swallowed hard, feeling the radiating warmth from Dante's body. "I love you, Dante."