Page 81 of Five for Silver

Vincent’s suffering.

Romeo’s pleasure.

Chad’s thrill of watching Vincent die.

Not to mention, what him and Romeo would doto each other afterwards while Vincent’s dead body lay on thefloor.

He sat on the top step and listened as Romeotook Merc out the kitchen door. Time jumped while he leaned hishead on the wall, and he blinked at the vibration of the back doorslamming.

“Night, Merc,” Romeo murmured, shutting himin the kitchen. Then Chad tensed as Romeo strode past the stairs,not noticing Chad sat at the top, and locked the front door. Hedidn’t startle when he turned to face him. Chad had learned longago that startling Romeo was near enough impossible, but he didpause.

“I’m messed up, aren’t I?” Chad said.

“You surprise me with new things that makeyou perfect.”

“Me fantasizing about you killing peoplemakes me perfect.”

“Yes. For me it does.”

Chad snorted, picking plaster from thewall.

Romeo didn’t complain about the flakesdropping down.

“I really hate him, Romeo.”

“I know,” the stairs creaked as he made hisapproach, “and I wish I could kill him for you.”

“I wish that, too.”

“But right now, I’ll settle for youimagining me doing it.” He held his hand out to Chad. He took itand was yanked to his feet. “We can have fun with that.”

“But—”

“No buts, Chad.”

Romeo stepped past him, still grippingChad’s hand and led him into the bedroom.

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Romeo wanted Chad to share the fantasy.

Speak it out loud while they touched eachother.

He tried, but shame gagged Chad fromrevealing it, and Romeo didn’t force the words from him. Hecould’ve. He could’ve played dirty and worked Chad over until hewas desperate and had no choice but to crack open his depraved mindand let Romeo see, but he didn’t push. Chad had Romeo on his back.Romeo pulled him down to kiss, and stroke, and touch until Chad wassweat covered and aching.

He struggled free of Romeo’s arms, and satup to set about worshipping what had spawned his fantasy in thefirst place.

He gnawed Romeo’s knuckles, nipping his wayup to his fingertips before kissing them. Kissing became sucking,and he sucked each finger deep before moving on to lick and kissacross Romeo’s palms. Romeo didn’t comment on Chad’s obsession withhis hands, but he grinned, pleased that Chad had trouble leavingthem alone.

Chad led one to his cock and let Romeo jerkhim until he was close.

“Enough foreplay,” Chad panted, yankingRomeo’s wrist until he let go.

He took a minute to catch his breath,staring down at Romeo beneath him, his chest glistening and hiseyes on fire.

Romeo preferred control, but occasionally heallowed Chad to be on top of him. He could andwouldflipposition if the need to have a helpless Chad got too much, so Chadtook what he could for as long as Romeo let him have it.

He shifted onto his knees and reached behindhimself with spit covered fingers.

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