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Probably.
But Percy knew Albie would never deny him when he put it like that.
Albie gave him a pointed look and he sighed, defeated. Percy grinned at him, then tapped the ledger book. “Okay, now we study. Sit down.”
Albie growled at him and pulled the chair out with more force than was necessary, and he sat himself in it with much the same temper. Percy did his best not to smile, and when Elsie came out to collect the last teacups, she pressed her lips together to stop from smiling as well. Her eyes met Percy’s and she grinned but turned and was gone before Albie saw.
Then they spent some time on the books. Albie did it petulantly, but he did it nonetheless.
When it was time for bed, Albie was still quiet. Percy closed the door and resisted sighing, barely. “Speak what’s on your mind,” he said, pulling his suspenders off his shoulders.
Albie’s gaze cut to his before he looked away. “Nothing is on my mind.”
Percy took Albie’s chin between his thumb and forefinger and made him look at him. “You cannot lie to me. You raise your chin with indignation when you feel slighted.”
He raised his chin. “I do not.”
Percy smirked at him, then took the liberty of unbuttoning Albie’s shirt. “You’re mad at me.”
“I wouldn’t be if you didn’t keep smiling as if you won some battle only you fought.”
Percy snorted, kissing Albie’s breastbone. “A battle only I fought? I don’t think so. If it’s about the money?—”
Albie kept his hands by his sides, balled into fists. “It’s not about the money. You emotionally blackmailed me into agreeing. You know damned well I’ll give you everything you want, and you used it against me.”
Percy used one featherlight finger to slide Albie’s shirt off his shoulder. He kissed along his collarbone. “Like this?” he murmured, now kissing up Albie’s neck. “Will you give me what I want?”
Albie growled and pushed Percy back onto the bed. Maybe a little too rough, maybe a little too hard, but the way he followed Percy onto the bed and pinned his hands above his head, Percy didn’t mind one bit.
It made his heart thunder, his pulse quicken.
Percy’s legs automatically widened and Albie fit so perfectly between them. He drove his hips, his hardening arousal, against Percy’s and it made him moan.
Their noses almost touching, Albie’s eyes were alight with fire and warning. “The sounds you make are obscene.”
Percy raised his hips, searching for more friction. Desperate for it. “Should you find something to gag me with?”
Albie’s eyes widened with shock, and it made Percy grin. “I can’t decide if I want you in my mouth or in my...” Percy wasn’t sure he could say it out loud. He didn’t have to because Albie knew.
He rolled his hips and grunted, fully erect now. Percy could feel the hardness, the urgency. There would be no time for much else tonight. He fought to get his hands free and quickly slid them between them, unbuttoning Albie’s pants first, then his own. He fumbled with the material until he had both their cocks in his hand, sliding them against each other.
Albie’s eyes rolled closed and he trembled above him. He had his hands by Percy’s shoulders but soon went onto his elbows so he could thrust his hips better.
The glorious slide of their lengths, hard as iron and as soft as silk. Albie crushed his lips to Percy’s, plunging his tongue into his mouth, devouring him, controlling him like a puppet on strings, beckoning his body, his bliss.
Albie came first, shuddering and groaning, and the feel of his erection pulsing and spilling made Percy follow directly after.
Albie collapsed on his side, pulling Percy into a strong embrace. “You,” he said, breathless. “I’m so weak for you.”
Percy chuckled. “Weak?”
Albie kissed Percy’s forehead. “Anything you want, whenever you want it, consider it yours.”
Percy sighed, his eyelids heavy, the lull of Albie’s warm body and deep breaths sending him to sleep. “I only want you. Nothing else.”
Albie kissed the side of his head. “I’m already yours.”
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