Page 90 of Damaged Prince
They are different together than how I am with each of them alone. With Eli, I love to care for him. He’s soft, sweet, and more submissive. With Kai, I enjoy his domineering presence. His growly tone always makes me want to get on my knees and please him.
I like it when he takes control. I love how he takes care of me.
Eli and Kai together are a mix. Sometimes, they joke around like two regular bro friends, laughing, joking, and just having fun. And others, Eli is the mumbling, red-cheeked, blushing boy.
It all just works.
My eyes flick between the pitcher and Eli, waiting for him to throw the ball. The pitcher winds up and then throws the ball towards Eli. My eyes widen as I hold my breath.
Eli doesn’t swing because it wasn’t a good throw. When the pitcher goes again, this time Eli does swing, but misses.
We all let out a breath before taking another one as he gets ready to hit.
“You got this. You got this. You got this,” I whisper to myself, practically vibrating as I try to keep the camera straight.
Eli gets into position again, and this time, when the pitcher throws, Eli swings, his bat meeting the ball with a loud crack.
I watch through the camera lens, snapping photos like a mad woman as it all plays out.
Eli is on the run. First, second, third base. Eli gets a motherfucking home run! The crowd goes insane, everyone getting to their feet.
Kai, Winter, and everyone else are cheering. Me? I’m on my feet, a dorky grin on my face as I race down to the field, using my power as being on the photography club to my advantage.
However, I was not taking photos. No, I was running right to my man, who was celebrating with his team.
When Eli sees me, his smile grows. Rushing over to me, he picks me up and spins me around.
I laugh, kissing him passionately when he places me on my feet.
“I’m so fucking proud of you!” I say through kisses.
“Thank you,” he laughs, kissing me back.
Eli gets a few whistles, and I can’t help but giggle against his lips.
We make our way off the field, where Eli is met by his family. They all congratulate him, giving him hugs and pats on the back.
“Let's go out to celebrate," James suggests.
“Ah.” I look to Kai, who gives me a knowing look. “Actually, would you be mad if we took Eli out by ourselves? We can all do something tomorrow.”
James and Mom look at us, then at each other. “That should be fine.”
“Where do you plan on taking me?” he asks with a chuckle.
“You’ll see,” Kai says.
Eli shares a look with Kai and doesn’t argue. That look says, ‘I’ll go anywhere with you.’ Ugh, they are so damn cute, it makes my panties melt. My heart. I meant my heart melts.
Fuck it, watching the two of them together doing literally anything makes me a horny little bitch. Sue me.
“Alright then.” Eli nods. “Let’s go.”
We say goodbye, and Winter comes to walk us out to the parking lot.
“I swear to god, if I could have it my way, I'd make that man wear those pants all the time.” I groan as I watch Eli and Kai walking in front of us, eyes on Eli’s ass in those baseball pants.
His ass looks so damn firm and biteable. A bubble butt if there ever was one.
