Page 59 of Becoming D'Vaire
“Does it bother you, the not knowing?”
Delaney shrugged. “I guess. Sometimes. When I became High Arcanist and had full access to all wizard records, I decided to look up my file. All the wizards have participated in Vadimas’s DNA database. I wasn’t sure what the fuck I’d do when I found out who my parents were, but I had to look.”
“Well, don’t keep me in suspense. What happened, and why are we just having this conversation now?”
Another negligent lift of his shoulders. “My file’s sealed. It’s the only file in the entire Spectra Wizardry that’s fully and completely irrevocably sealed, only to be opened by the Prism Wizard.”
“What did Vadimas say when you confronted him about it?”
Delaney’s eyes met his. “I didn’t. I was too afraid to know why he’d sealed it.”
“You don’t have to be ashamed to be scared. It’s a big deal.”
“I don’t like having a chickenshit part of me. I want to know what he’s hiding. He’s known me since I was four, he knew I’d look.”
“If you ever want to talk to him about it, I hope you know I’d be at your side helping you through it.”
“You’re better at this mate stuff than me.”
“Don’t be silly, we’re both awesome at it. Look how good we did last night.”
Crossing the small distance that separated them, Delaney wound his arms around Grigori’s waist, and he cherished the moment of casual affection. Grigori smoothed his hands over his back. “I wasn’t referring to sex,” Delaney grumbled. “But we are awesome at it.”
“Delsaurus?”
“Yeah?”
“I may or may not have purchased a vibrating butt plug for you.”
Delaney’s head popped up from where it was resting against Grigori’s chest. “What?”
“It’s black.”
All Delaney did was blink.
“I thought it’d be nice to build you up toward having intercourse with me. Unless you’ve changed your mind. Which is fine. I’ll use the plug.”
“What the fuck?”
“I should’ve talked to you first, huh?”
“You’re trying to steal my plug before I’ve even had the chance to use it.”
“Oh good. You’re excited. I ordered it. It should arrive in a couple of days,” Grigori responded.
“Really? I was ready to drop my pants now.”
“This isn’t a sex lab.”
“You’re probably the best mate ever.”
“I need to do more shopping.”
“With me next time,” Delaney demanded.
“Okay, but it’s time for our serious faces. You have a meeting with your super-secret cool kids’ club.”
Delaney grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the room. “We really do need a name for our group,” he muttered.
