That said it all, and he was pretty sure by‘friends’, he meant things that were going to make him freak the fuck out.
More so than he was now.
It appeared that Poe was going to have the mother of all panic attacks if they didn’t get out of there.
That was for damn sure.
“Do we have to walk through it?” Poe whispered.
Gamble looked up.
There was no way they were getting back out the way they came.
“Yep.”
Damn.
As he kept them walking, he used his arm to move the spider webs. Every now and again, one touched Poe, and he tried to climb more into Gamble’s body.
If they weren’t running for their lives, he’d be having a damn good time. He’d wanted the man to show him he felt something, well…
He was definitely clingy, and when he’d been piggybacking him, he’d felt his erection.
So…
That made his day.
Someone might be telling him he couldn’t, but at least he knew that he wanted to. That helped the ego a bit. At least he no longer felt as hideous as Storm made him feel when she damned him with her choices.
He kinda felt good.
Enough that he would ignore that there were venomous spiders all around them.
As he moved toward some water, he followed the trickle down and when they came around a corner, he gasped.
Holy shit!
Could they be this lucky?
“Oh, God. What is it? A giant spider with a million babies on it that are hungry and like British men?”
Gamble actually laughed. Someone’s imagination was on a wild ride.
“No,” he said, checking it out.
It was a cave and grotto. They were underneath that massive pile of rocks, and there was some light coming in from the cracks all around the big boulders at the very top of the rock pile.
Because of that, he could see around.
“Poe, look?”
He shook his head.
“Absolutely not. I don’t want to see where I die, and what eats me.”
Honestly, this was the best-case scenario. To get the man to look, he lifted his chin, and kissed him softly.
Again.
