Page 45 of Something Unprofessional

“Fuck,” Daddy hissed, grabbing Ev’s hair and pulling him back to a safe distance. “You little brat,” he grumbled. “You’re lucky it’s your birthday, or those bruises you like so much would be screaming.”

Ev snickered, but only because he knew Daddy wasn’t mad. Ev’s teeth had made his cock twitch. Daddy liked Ev when he got feisty.

“All right, that settles it.” Daddy stood with Ev in his arms, one broad hand under his sore butt as he carried him towardthe bedroom. “It’s definitely nap time. Finn, you’re welcome to join this little tiger, unless you fear for your limbs.”

“Go ahead and get some sleep,” Ev heard Xavier say. “Gabe and I can keep ourselves entertained for a few hours.”

“Thanks, Daddy,” Finn said, followed by the sound of a kiss.

A moment later, the light dimmed beyond Ev’s eyelids as Daddy carried him into the cool room and sat him on the edge of the bed. Ev was happy to let himself be stripped down to his boxers, then hustled under the covers. A moment later and a murmured conversation between Daddy and Finny, and his best friend was crawling in next to him.

“Be good, boys,” Daddy said.

Ev smiled to himself. “We’re always good,” he called back.

Daddy chuckled as the door clicked shut behind him.

Ev flailed across the bed and snagged Finny by the arm, tugging until he came close enough to snuggle. Finny wrapped his arms around him, and Ev did the same in return, scooching over so they could share a pillow.

“I’ve never seen you like this,” Finny said, voice soft, his fingers tugging on the short ends of Ev’s hair at the back of his neck. “You’re really…relaxed.”

“You mean little,” Ev murmured, already feeling sleep pulling at him.

“Yeah,” Finny agreed.

“’Cause I feel safe. Daddy isn’t gonna let anything happen to me. I can be as big or as little as I want. He doesn’t care, as long as I’m happy.”

There was a long pause, and Ev was nearly gone when Finny finally replied. “And you say you aren’t dating.”

“Oh my god, youreally do have bruises,” Finn exclaimed as Ev bent over to work his tightest jeans up his legs and over his jock. He’d forgotten Finn would get an eyeful.

He sent his friend an upside-down smirk from between his legs. “Aren’t they awesome?”

Finn’s eyes were wide. “Don’t they hurt?”

Ev got his feet through the leg holes and shuffled over to the bed to flop down and work them the rest of the way up his legs. They were the same pants he’d worn the second time he and Gabe met at the Edge, and while they were a trial to get on, the results were worth it. “I mean, define ‘hurt’? If I sit down too hard, it kind of makes my eyes tear up, but the rest of the time, it’s just this dull throb that makes me want to poke them. They look worse than they are cause I’m a redhead and I bruise easy.” Finn was chewing on his lower lip, the way he did when he was anxious, so Ev gave him a lopsided grin. “Plus, when I feel them, I remember Gabe giving them to me, and that makes me horny for more.”

Finn’s cheeks flushed, but his expression turned intrigued. Okay, actually, he mostly looked embarrassed, but Ev had known him for a long time, and he knew when the embarrassment was hiding his interest.

“Has Xavier ever spanked you?”

Finn coughed, sputtered, and scrambled for the glass of water on the nightstand.

Finn laughed. “That’s not a no,” he teased.

Finn gulped half the glass, then lowered it to glower at Ev.

Ev just waited with his eyebrows raised until Finn sighed and gave in like Ev knew he would.

“Just a little. As a tease,” he admitted. “It barely stung, and then he stopped before I could decide if I liked it or not.”

“So, ask him to do it again.”

Finn shook his head, hiding behind the water glass. “I can’t.”

Ev sat up and gestured him closer until he could pull him to sit on the mattress and wrap an arm around his sweetheart of a best friend. “Look, Finny. Xavier’s a Daddy, right?”

Finn gave a nod. “Yeah.”

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