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“I know.” But it’d seemed all in good fun, so we’d mostlyignored her attempts to get a rise out of us. “But we didn’t blush; we justplayed dumb.”
That had Dare giggling.
“When did this happen and what did you say?”
Just thinking about it made me grin. “When you were orderingthe pizza and fighting with a couple of your siblings about the toppings. Shewas trying to make us blush or squirm or maybe just wanted to find out moreabout our relationship.”
Dare groaned, a mix of frustration at her behavior andpleasure as I found a knot on his back. “She’s a bitch sometimes.”
Oh yes, but I wasn’t going to agree to that part out loud.
“We pretended not to have noticed the way you like ourmuscles and just our size difference in general and kept answering everyquestion that was almost inappropriate with a way too literal answer.” Hislaughter made my smile even wider. “She might think we’re both a bit slow orjust really innocent, but it was fun.”
And we’d both been basically in the closet for so long thatit was easy to slip back into that mindset.
If they’d been his friends or just strangers at a clubpumping us for dirty information, I didn’t think I’d have hidden it, but thiswas different. She was his sister.
Master chuckled, but it turned into a sigh as I dragged myhands over his ass. “I’ll get her back. Don’t worry.”
Of that, I had no doubt.
They were an interesting bunch.
“You take very good care of us, Master.” Digging my fingersinto his muscles, I massaged his glutes before working my way higher andmassaging his back. Another moan slipped out of him, sending a charge throughme. It wasn’t often that I got to take care of him.
Most of the time he was so focused on pleasing us that hisown pleasure was secondary, almost like he got the biggest rush from justcontrolling us, and not actually orgasming himself. But since there were timesthat having him control me was the best part of our time together, I knew wherehe was coming from.
“They just require lots of supervision until we set downclear boundaries.” Master’s voice was trying to sound firm, but it was soft andbreathy.
“It was fun meeting them, though.” Shifting him under thespray, I rinsed off his back and turned him around so his chest was under thewater. “They seemed to like us.”
In a slightly too invasive way, but that was better thanstandoffish and dickish.
Right?
Master chuckled softly, which turned into a moan as Istarted washing his chest. “Yes, they liked you guys.”
Letting out a low sigh, his head rested against me.“Everyone came up and told me how sweet you guys were and that they could seewhy I was so serious about you.”
Master was serious about us…I knew that on a very practicallevel and an emotional one, but there was something about hearing him say it socasually to his family that made it really hit home. He’d told his family howmuch we meant to him.
“I’m just glad they didn’t think the fact that there are twoof us was strange.” Ryan’s parents were doing their best to wrap their headsaround it, but it wasn’t something they’d ever considered before.
Master shrugged. “Lucas dated twins in high school. You guysaren’t even related.”
His family was so weird.
“Which one is Lucas?” Had there been a Lucas here earlier?Was he coming over tomorrow? Twins?
Master let out a soft laugh. “He’s the oldest and in the Army.He’s stationed in Germany. He’ll be home for Christmas, though.”
Ahh.
“I was afraid I’d forgotten one of their names already.”That confession had Master laughing again.
“Just call out ‘hey you’ and that’ll work just fine. Withthis many kids in a family, names are hard.” He grinned, relaxing even more asmy fingers massaged the top of his pecs and around his shoulders.
“With eight kids, your house had to be utter chaos.” Iwasn’t sure if that’d come out rude or not, but Master laughed.
