Page 69 of Trevor Takes Care

He and Sky absolutely needed to talk. Trevor also absolutely needed to get his hands on Sky again. He reached out to snag Sky by his shirt and then fell back onto his bed with Sky on top of him.

Sky grunted in surprise, but shifted up to straddle Trevor’s waist, his knees on the bed, Trevor’s feet above the floor. Trevor steadied him and as if relying on that, Sky immediately fell forward over him to put his serious face directly above Trevor’s smiling one.

“If you could stop being difficult,” Sky began, which was such a funny thing forSkyto say that Trevor scoffed without controlling his besotted staring. “This is important, Brian Trevor.”

“Did you pick up the habit of calling me that from talking with my grandma or did she get it from you?” Trevor wondered idly, pausing to push up Sky’s glasses when they started to slip down his nose.

Sky sighed a sigh of minty exasperation and wriggled his hips, which did get Trevor’s attention. “So,” Sky said firmly. The scrolls had been consulted; Trevor nodded to show he was listening. Sky’s lips twitched but he didn’t smile as he sat up to watch Trevor with more distance. “I skimmed one of those books on the plane.”

“Bet the person sitting next to you loved that,” Trevor remarked dryly. “Were there pictures in that book?”

“Shut up.” Sky tugged on the hem of Trevor’s t-shirt with one hand, the other gesturing gracefully at nothing. “Yes. But shush and listen to me.” He cleared his throat, his hand briefly going still. “If you wanted a rest, I’m fully prepared to take care of you.” His tone was formal but uncertain, especially when he went on, his gaze dropping to the bed itself. “Also, I should—Iwill—tell you after, when I’m more aware, that you pleased me or that I still felt safe. So you don’t worry, or feel like a failure or a monster. I should have been doing that, they said. And you asked me to, the other day. I’m sorry.”

Trevor only didn’t squirm because he didn’t want to send Sky tumbling to the floor.

“Oh.” He didn’t know what else to say. Sky’s serious expression made more sense. “I didn’t expect that. Take care of me?”

Sky’s gaze came back to him. “However you like.” He was still formal enough to be at a business meeting. “The care and feeding of your Dom…aDom. Or whatever.” His gaze skipped away again. “Well, not feeding. We both know I wouldn’t feed you right. But the rest. Telling you what I like more and making sure you get a rest too. I don’t know if you want me to try to… to do that to you.” He darted a look back to Trevor and cracked a smile. “Ah ha, your face right now. That’s a no?” He didn’t seem too surprised. “But I can take care of you in other ways. I can top you again, if you like that.”

Trevor tried to smooth away whatever his expression had been at the idea of Sky or anyone else bossing him around. It felt rude to be bothered by it considering what he did to Sky, and now G.G., so he tried to imagine G.G. telling him what to do and, no, no he didn’t like that either. There was probably a way that wouldn’t get Trevor’s back up and make him think of his family being lovingly condescending, but he didn’t know it.

“Desperate to get this ass?” he asked Sky instead.

Sky gave him a wickedly considering look. “You said once no one ever fucked you but me. Is that still true?”

He was smug. Trevor rolled his eyes. “Yes, Sky, you’re the only one to ever own my ass.”

Pleased, Sky beamed a smile at the ceiling before offering, faux-casually, “Well, I could again, if you wanted. I happen to have come prepared.”

Trevor laughed, holding Sky tighter to keep him from falling. “You brought your strap through TSA for this visit?”

“Fucking TSA,” Sky hissed reflexively. But he shrugged. “They’ve seen worse. We don’t have to use it. You can still be pushy. But I thought, with everything… maybe you might need that. And if you don’t, or don’t right now, you are more than welcome to push me around or fuck me. I’ll be quiet, I swear.”

More than welcome. Sky was still trying to skirt things, though Trevor was more fond than annoyed at the moment. “You could just say it.”

He got a glower and then Sky scrambling backwards to get off him. “Oh, I supposeG.G.would…” he started, then seemed to remember they hadn’t been fully on the bed. His eyes went comically round right as he tumbled to the floor.

Ellie was up even before Trevor was, her nose to Sky’s nose and then her tongue all over his face the second Sky made the mistake of laughing. Trevor got to his feet slowly, needing the moment to clear the amusement from his voice so Ellie would listen.

“Ellie,” he said, not really stern, but firm enough for her to sit back and give him resentful looks until Trevor shooed her out the door. “Go lick Mr. Tammy for a while.”

Sky was laughing while also wiping his face on his arms in disgust.

“You can’t laugh or she thinks she can get away with it,” Trevor reminded him, extending a hand to help Sky up, but Sky ignored it to clamber on all fours over to his luggage. He dug around, then pulled out a silicone cock, which he set almost primly on the bed before folding his hands in his lap. He didn’t bother to get anything else from his luggage, indicating what he wanted without words.

Wriggling yet again, though Trevor was not particularly annoyed at the moment. He was still too delighted to have Sky here with him.

Sky stayed on the floor, apparently to consider Ellie’s dog bed. “I don’t know if it turns me on to think of being in a bed like that,” he remarked, staring at it. “But you ordering me to makes me….” He twitched, like he’d tried to repress a shiver. “Okay, I already hate talking about this.”

“I could order you there now,” Trevor observed calmly. Sky twisted around to give him a wary look. That look said Sky would go if Trevor told him to. And hate it. And love it.

The complexities of Sky.

Trevor supposed he ought to feel a rush of power. He ought to be a smirking daddy type holding a leather belt suggestively in a video clip. He played the scenario out for himself, mostly interested in how malleable he could get the genius in front of him after such a humiliation.

But that wasn’t for tonight. He smiled. “On the human bed, please, Sky. For now, at least.”

Sky’s gasp was outraged, but he got up.

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