And yet, I still managed to get 2000 words written. just over it, but 2000 all the same. I’m working on the next part of the Say What You Want series, now. I didn’t really have any idea where I was going to go with this first part — or well, I knew how I wanted it to end (with a cliffhanger of sorts), but not how I would lead up to that part. 

It’s always fun writing things by the seat of my pants. It’s what I love most about writing. it feels natural, and right, even if it doesn’t always produce an excellent product right off the bat. But it works for me, and that’s what’s important. 


They eventually pulled up to the gates in front of Shawn’s overly large home. Drove right into the garage Dustin wasn’t even aware Shawn had, all before the man spoke again. “Dr. Baker said he’ll be right with you. He wishes for you to stay in the car and wait for him, here. He also asks that you sit up front, in the passenger seat.”

Dustin’s eyebrows bunched together again and he pursed his lips in thought. As much as he wanted to ask questions, the man had already disappeared, leaving him alone in the car. Sighing, Dustin did as he was told, flopping into the front passenger seat and crossing his arms over his chest. A few minutes later, Shawn appeared in front of the vehicle, a set of car keys in his hands.

“I thought you wanted to fuck, not go out on a date?” Dustin muttered as Shawn climbed into the driver’s seat.

“I do,” Shawn said, a hint of laughter to his voice. He smirked at Dustin, inserting the key in the ignition before pulling his seatbelt on over his shoulder. “I figured we would have our fun somewhere a little less private.”

Dustin raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean?” he asked, studying Shawn’s face. The man’s dark skin clashed with his bright green eyes, and his glasses were slightly askew. Dustin’s fingers twitched with the urge to fix them so they’d sit straight on Shawn’s face.

“I mean exactly what it sounds like,” Shawn said, turning around so he could back the car out of the garage. His eyes flicked over to Dustin for a moment, that half-smile still gracing his lips. “I want to have our fun where we might get caught. It adds a certain level of excitement, don’t you think?”

Dustin’s eyes widened. “You can’t be serious,” he said, his arms tightening over his chest. “You wanna have sex in public?”

“Sure, why not?” Shawn countered, grinning. He straightened the car out, putting it in drive and heading back down their driveway. As he settled into the seat, he held onto the steering wheel with one hand, his other moving to Dustin’s knee. His fingers trailed up Dustin’s clothed thigh. “You’re loud — which makes it all the more fun if we have to be somewhere quiet.”

“Where the hell are we going, then?” Dustin asked, trying to ignore how Shawn’s slight touch excited him. He spread his legs a little wider, leaning his head back against the headrest as Shawn’s hand continued to ghost along the inside of his thigh.

“Hm. I was thinking one of the larger, busier libraries,” Shawn answered, rubbing Dustin’s crotch all while continuing to focus his attention on the road. “A secluded corner hidden by bookshelves, of course. Probably in an oversized armchair. Or maybe with you standing, holding yourself up against the shelves as I take you from behind…”

Dustin noticed the way Shawn’s voice hitched, how thick it had grown with lust. He could feel the blood rush to his groin, especially as Shawn’s hand rubbed a little harder, sparking the tiniest bit of pleasure through Dustin’s pants. With a quiet moan, Dustin tipped his head back even further, feeling his heart beat a little faster at Shawn’s words. “You get off on just talking about this shit, don’t you?”

“God, yes,” Shawn breathed.