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“Kipp,” he says quietly, almost like an admonishment, except his tone is lacking any sort of sternness to back it up. “You’re incorrigible, you know that?”
“I’m well aware,” I tell him, palming my half-hard cock. “So are you going to watch or are you going to participate?”
He groans slightly. “I’m trying to be good.”
My brows draw together. “Whatever for?”
He laughs. “Kipp.”
“Teddy.”
He groans again when I slip my hand down to my balls, the motion causing my briefs to uncover the head of my cock. He eases out a breath before stepping forward.
“You,” he says, spinning me around and tugging down my briefs before I’ve even caught my breath, “are impossible to ignore.”
“Doesn’t sound like a ba—ah-hah-hah, fuck yes, please.”
Teddy chuckles against my skin, his palms on my ass and his tongue attempting to bury itself in my body. Yeah. Yep. This is good. So very good.
Turns out, we have plenty of time for some pre-dinner entertainment.
“So where are you taking me?” I ask, gazing curiously out the window as Teddy drives us toward the swanky part of town.
“Someplace with shrimp,” he says.
I turn my head his way slowly. “Teddy. Don’t even joke about that. I’m scarred. For life. You should be, too, you know, after having lived through that harrowing experience with me.”
I shudder just remembering it. The poor guy saw me at my literal worst. And yet, somehow, he still looks at me like he did earlier tonight, with want in his eyes. The thought is weirdly comforting.
“This place actually has great steak,” he says. “Sounded good.”
“Oh, damn. Yeah. Sounds great.”
He hums, looking pleased. Smug Teddy is one of my favorite Teddys.
The restaurant, as it turns out, is nice as hell. The hostess leads us back to our table, where white linen napkins sit draped over small, porcelain plates. Teddy takes a seat across from me, setting his napkin in his lap.
“Teddy,” I whisper.
He looks at me.
“I’m wearing jeans.”
His lips pull at the corner. “That’s fine.”
“You didn’t tell me we were going somewhere fancy,” I mutter, looking around at all the well-dressed people, Teddy included. He’s wearing a button-down shirt and stylish black pants, something I didn’t pay attention to after he blew my brains out through my cock. “I look like a ragamuffin compared to everyone here.”
“A ragamuffin?” he asks, smiling outright now.
“I didn’t want to say a hobo ’cause that’s rude. Homeless people shouldn’t be mocked for a lack of resources most people take for granted. And what? Why are you looking at me like that?”
Teddy reaches across the table, giving my chin a squeeze. “You’re lovely, Kipp.”
Well, shit. “Um, thanks?”
He nods, pulling his hand back. “And don’t worry. No one cares about your pants.”
“In that case, you could switch with me?” I semi-joke.
