Page 10 of Collin: Episodes 7-9
Mr. Moreau hummed in the back of his throat and ran his hand down Collin’s back, over his rear, and down his thigh. His fingers just traced by Collin’s balls, making him twitch.
“Relax, boy.” Mr. Reevesworth whispered in his ear. “When either of your doms touch you, accept it.”
Collin groaned. “Yes, sir.”
Either. That word. “So, you’re both…”
Mr. Moreau drew his hand back down Collin’s body, this time dragging one finger down the side of Collin’s balls. Collin shoved his face down on the man’s shoulders, willing himself not to flinch. They still hadn’t answered his question!
“There you go, baby boy. As your dom, I think I’ll do this every morning until you just spread your legs and sleep through anything I want to do to you—until I tell you to wake up.”
Collin shook his head.
“Oh, are you arguing with me?”
Collin’s skin prickled up at Mr. Moreau’s voice. He shook his head again and the rest of his body with it. “No, sir. But I don’t think I can do that, sir. Every time either of you touch me, I just…ugh…” He hid his face again. At this rate, these two men were going to embarrass him to the point of flattening his nose.
Mr. Moreau laughed and kissed Collin’s shoulder. “I’ll give you a break, kitten. Roll over and let your master and I check in on you.”
Collin turned over, face still tingling. “Check in on me?”
Mr. Reevesworth propped himself up on his elbow and stroked Collin’s face, looking down into his eyes. “You had a very rough evening, and a difficult afternoon, a difficult morning. First the incident with Ash…”
“Ash!” Collin started to sit up. Mr. Reevesworth spread a hand across his chest, shoving him back down. “Ash is fine, Collin.”
“Yeah right, he’s sleeping in the office.” Fresh blood shot into Collin’s veins, driving away the drowsy, unreal feeling of being soft and safe and half sick with emotions.
Mr. Reevesworth raised both eyebrows. “Sleeping in the office? Is he working that much?”
“Uh, no. I mean, he lost his apartment or got kicked out. I found out yesterday when we dropped his purchases off. So all his stuff is in the tech dungeon, and he’s sleeping there.”
“At least it’s the tech dungeon and not a real dungeon.” Mr. Moreau sighed.
Mr. Reevesworth shot his husband a disgruntled glare. “This is not a fantasy game, Émeric.”
“No, but that boy is a walking disaster that belongs in one.”
“No matter.” Mr. Reevesworth shook his head. “He was at Ellisandre’s last night with Linda. They had a sleepover.”
“Oh.” Collin’s chest expanded as he breathed easier. “Wait, I knew this yesterday. Damn it, I’m a mess. I’m sorry.”
“You went through a lot. Anyone would react like you have. But now you need rest.” Mr. Reevesworth’s voice brooked no argument.
“But I still need to be punished.” Collin cringed. Gah, that sounded whiny.
Mr. Reevesworth let go of Collin only to rub his forehead. “We need to cover a few things before I address that. Can you hold that thought for a moment, boy?”
Collin sucked in air and pressed himself back against the bed. “Yes, sir.”
Mr. Reevesworth pinched the top of his nose and closed his eyes. “First, to answer your question, Collin, because I know you need to hear it directly, Émeric will formally become your dom, alongside myself, with a new contract between all three of us though it will essentially be an augmentation of the one you and I already have, including all the protections and safeguards I’ve already given you with the addition of your agreements with Émeric and Émeric’s and my agreements with each other concerning you. Do you agree to this?”
“Yes, m—I mean, yes, sir.”
“We will also address your new habit of referring to me as master. I’m not opposed, but we should discuss it.”
“Yes, sir.”
“A new contract takes time. So, I propose that we give it a week—we can finalize it after Collin and I return from his mother’s—of working off of the contract we have currently but with the understanding that Émeric has the same rights to you as I do, but I will maintain final say in all things, as before, until we all understand and agree what the new arrangement will be.”
