"I was hoping some rich old closet case might pay me to fuck him or give me the perfect blackmail fodder I wasn't expecting it but a boy could dream. Instead, I got a handsome boy my own age." Axel kind of liked that option better. Less gross. His eyes moved to where Hartley's hand was on top of his own and he watched it for a few moments before he moved his hand along so their palms touched, gripping it hard. "I like how it worked out. I'm sorry you got screwed but otherwise? I like you. It's nice. No one has ever been like this with me."