Page 55 of Something Unprofessional

To celebrate their success, Ev had insisted on treating Gabe to dinner at their favorite Thai restaurant. Kelsey had joined them, as had Gabe’s friends from the club. Then they had headedback to the Edge to see the sensation play demo Max had scheduled.

Max was up onstage now in all his Daddy Dom glory. That man could fill out some leather pants, that was for sure, and the black harness really set off the silver in his chest hair. Ev didn’t know the boy Max was demoing with, but he was cute. Ev shot a glance at Owen. His friend hadn’t been subtle about his fascination with the club owner, but he was also still insisting that he was done with men. If Ev ever got his hands on Scott—well, it wouldn’t be nearly as nice as pink glitter.

Owen was on the edge of his seat, enraptured as Max attached the boy’s wrists to a St. Andrew’s cross using leather cuffs and spoke about skin preparation in his deep, calm voice.

Ev tilted his head helpfully when Daddy brushed a kiss to his neck then murmured in his ear, “Slow down on that drink, tiger. I have plans for us later.”

Ev glanced at said drink, surprised to see half of it gone, then lowered the glass. He would sip from now on. “What kinds of plans?” he asked, wiggling in Daddy’s lap. That could mean a lot of things, but Ev was hoping for a scene in one of the private rooms. They had so much fun stuff here, and Ev had barely seen any of it yet.

“You’ll have to wait and see, but I will tell you it’s on your list.”

That made Ev bounce until Daddy squeezed his hips to stop him from falling to the floor. Ev’s “want to try it” list was extensive, mostly because there was a spot for it in the Exchangeapp, and every time Ev had an idea, he wrote it down. Daddy had already checked off quite a few boxes.

“This is going to be a good one,” Jack said, appearing from somewhere and sliding into the booth on the far side. “Felix puts on a great show.”

“He does,” Daddy agreed in a tone that made Ev’s nose scrunch. He eyed the pretty boy onstage again. He looked like a stiff wind might blow him over. Ev froze when Daddy’s fingers drifted toward ticklish places threateningly. “Put away the eyes, tiger. You have nothing to worry about.”

Ev tried to shake off his possessive jealousy, but it was stubbornly stuck. “You’ve played with him?”

Gabe had the nerve to chuckle at him, and Ev scowled harder. He knew Daddy had been around the scene for a while, but something about the boy onstage put him on edge. He looked…flirty. Daddy nuzzled Ev’s cheek until he pulled his eyes away from the stage and accepted a kiss that deepened until Ev couldn’t remember what he’d been fussing about. Daddy loved him the most, and that was all that mattered.

“Pretty much every Dom in the room has played with Felix,” Jack filled in. “He’s a fun boy, but he isn’t looking for more than a good time. That’s one of the reasons he’s so great for these demos. He’s up for anything, and the tops don’t need to worry that he’ll get the wrong idea when they ask about a scene.”

Well okay, then. Ev relaxed. Good for Felix, he guessed. Ev couldn’t imagine not wanting a Daddy who was just his, but to each their own.

Daddy’s teeth settled on Ev’s jaw with gentle pressure, then he growled. Ev giggled. “Daddy, I’m the tiger, not you.”

Daddy smiled against his skin. “Maybe I just want to mark my boy where everyone can see. So no one gets any ideas about who you belong to.”

Ev’s heart was so full. He couldn’t stop smiling.

The demo was interesting, and Jack was right that Felix and Max put on a good show, but Ev didn’t think sensation play was for him. First of all, he was way too ticklish, and second, ice on his balls? No thank you! He cupped a hand over his crotch, wincing as Felix went up on his toes in an effort to get away, pleading with Max to stop torturing him. Owen was doing the same thing, and they giggled at each other’s expressions.

Daddy’s hands kept slipping under Ev’s clothes, stroking and fondling, but it was absent-minded, like he couldn’t help but touch Ev all the time. Ev wasn’t complaining, even though he was going to be all worked up by the end of the demo.

Halfway through the scene, Spencer joined them. He looked like an accountant because he was. Daddy and the others teased him for dressing the part when he was the money guy for a kink club with literally no dress code. He claimed that after all his years on Wall Street, this was how he was most comfortable. Ev gave him a wave when he sat down and got a stiff nod in return. Daddy called Spencer a reluctant sub, which didn’t sound like much fun to Ev, but who knew. Maybe the push and pull was what did it for him. The guy seemed nice enough whenever Ev saw him. Just quiet and not the best at chitchat.

Jack put his arm around Spencer, who remained stiff but didn’t pull away. Jack was Ev’s favorite of Gabe’s friends. He was fun and had a history of getting into hilarious trouble. Daddy said he’d calmed down in recent years, but Ev wasn’t sure if he believed that.

The demo ended, and Owen slid from the booth. “Would anyone like another drink?” he asked, not looking at Jack or Spencer but clearly including them in the offer. They all put in their orders, and Jack made sure Owen was putting it on his tab before heading off. Ev offered to help, but Owen said he had it, so he settled back into Daddy’s arms.

“Are your legs asleep yet?” he asked. He’d been in Daddy’s lap for ages, but Daddy hadn’t complained once.

“I’m fine, baby. I didn’t need those legs anyway.”

Ev gave him an affronted look that Daddy kissed off his face with a chuckle.

“If I want you to move, I’m perfectly capable of moving you,” Daddy said when the kissing was over. “And for now, you aren’t going anywhere.”

Ev leaned his head on Gabe’s shoulder and took Gabe’s arms, wrapping them snugly around his waist. “Good. ’Cause I’m happy right where I am.”

“Me too, tiger. Me too.”

With the demo over, the crowd was dispersing, some moving forward to check out the display of supplies Max had used and others heading toward the bar or to the lounge area downstairs.Max and Felix had disappeared a few minutes ago, probably for aftercare in one of the back rooms.

Ev spotted Owen weaving his way back through the crowd with a tray of drinks, his eyes locked on the topped-off glasses as he tried not to spill. Just as Ev was about to stand to help him, one of the people at the stage stepped back to leave, and their foot went right into Owen’s path. Owen had no chance. His eyes went wide as he pitched forward, the tray of drinks tumbling to the floor with a crash that was loud, even over the music.

Ev gasped as Owen went down after them and scrambled from Daddy’s lap, rushing to his friend.

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