Page 25 of Slay Tricksters and Silent Skeletons
“I need you to grab your plug so we can go shower,” I said, lightly smacking his ass.
He groaned. “I’m going to quit.”
I snorted a laugh. “No, you’re not. You need the routine and stability being part of this family gives you, and you’d never abandon Anurak like that.” I smacked his other cheek. He lifted his head, glowering at me. I simply arched my brow at him. “Plug,kon-dii. Stop wasting time.”
He huffed. “You’re such a dick,” he muttered, but he leaned over nonetheless and grabbed his blue plug off the nightstand. It was clean and ready to go. When I held open my palm, he dropped it into it unceremoniously, still pouting.
“And you’re acting like a toddler,” I retorted, reaching around him. As soon as I slipped my cock out of him, I pushed the plug inside. He groaned, his eyelids fluttering for a moment as he adjusted to the feeling of the plug being inside of him.
“You’re into toddlers now?” he bit back as he slid off of me and stood beside the bed, stretching his muscular arms over his head. He bent to one side, then the other before bending backward, popping his backloudly. Shit, it sounded like he broke something. I was older than him by quite a few years, and even my bones didn’t crack like that.
“Don’t even,” I said, rolling my eyes as I got off the bed as well. “Your body sounds like a bowl of Rice Krispies cereal. You couldn’t be a fucking toddler if you tried.”
He gaped at me. “Are you saying I’mold, Niran?”
“I’m saying you’re not treating your body with the care it deserves, and it’s already weakening.” I headed for the bathroomand flicked on the light so I could get the shower going. Bento’s cum was drying on my stomach, and it wasn’t all that great of a feeling. It was sticky and pulled at my skin.
“I take care of my body just fine,” Bento snapped from behind me, sounding truly offended. My lips twitched with amusement, but I bit back the smile. Smiling when he was irate with me would just rile him up more than he already was, and he’d be late to his post outside Rico and Anurak’s bedroom. “I followyourrules, remember?”
“But do you follow themproperly?” I questioned. “Because I know for a fact you’re not seeing the masseuse Rico pays a pretty penny to cater to us.Thatis part of your training, is it not?”
He huffed and stepped into the shower at the same time I did. The shower had been remodeled so we had shower heads coming from both directions, that way both of us could get cleaned without having to wait for the other to finish first. “Stop being right.”
I barked out a laugh. “I’m just correcting you,” I said simply. “Do what you’re supposed to, and your body won’t give out on you by the time you’re forty.”
He scowled at me, but it didn’t have the desired effect he was aiming for. Bento was hot as fuck, but with the water running down his body, matting his dark hair on his chest and stomach, scowling didn’t even faze me. He was too goddamn beautiful standing there for him to look as irate as he was trying to look.
“I’ll book you an appointment with the masseuse today, and I’ll add it to Rico’s calendar,” I told Bento. “And I’ll book your future appointments, too. That better?”
He sighed. “I feel like a child who needs a mom to track his schedule.”
I gripped the side of his neck and slanted my lips across his. “You’ve got a lot going on in that big brain of yours,” I told him, my lips brushing his. “And I like taking care of you. This is just another way I’ll do that.”
He sighed, his shoulders slumping. “You’re too good for me.”
I hummed and kissed him again. “We’ll agree to disagree on that,kon-dii.”
