Page 101 of All Tied Up

Yet every time Sebastian turned around it seemed like Jamie and Neil were together, looking absolutely blissful. That was maybe Sebastian’s favorite part of the whole week, just watching the two of them cuddled up together or coming in from outside, sun-kissed and laughing from whatever they were doing.

Watching them made Sebastian’s heart swell.

Sebastian slowly disentangled his limbs from Jamie’s body and turned toward Neil, nuzzling into his neck from behind.

Neil made an adorable grumbling noise low in his throat.

Sebastian kissed along his shoulder, inhaling his sleepy scent. He fit their bodies together, rubbing his rapidly growing erection against Neil’s bare ass. Sebastian imagined the skin pink and heated from the heavy flogging he’d given Neil last night.

Sebastian had smacked Jamie over his lap in the high-backed chair as befitted Jamie’s playful punishment. But then he’d had the two boys lay down on the bed, chest to chest with Jamie on his back. While they writhed together, kissing and groping and dragging their hard cocks together, Sebastian had laid into Neil with three different floggers until all three of them were sweaty and desperate to come.

Neil had asked for welts, something that would last. It turned out that he enjoyed the deeper kind of thudding pain of a heavier flogger, though. Hopefully the bruises he’d be sporting would be just as good.

With that gorgeous image in mind, Sebastian ran his hands down Neil’s chest, swirling around his nipples and then drifting lower. When Sebastian reached his dick, Neil moaned and rocked into his hand.

“Wake up, Cricket,” Sebastian whispered against his ear before sucking the lobe into his mouth.

“Wha… Da…” Neil’s tangled syllables became clearer. “Sir? What did you call me?”

Sebastian's heart thudded faster. He was certain that Neil had just almost called him Daddy.

“I called you my little cricket.” It felt more right the second time saying it.

“Why?”

“I didn’t plan it, actually. You just… there’s something soothing about you, like a cricket’s lullaby. Maybe it’s the way you hide yourself, but there’s this passionate music inside of you. And I always thought crickets were cute—kind of underappreciated but these sweet little bugs. They’re enchanting, really. Just like you. Is that alright?”

“Yeah,” Neil agreed dreamily, rocking into Sebastian’s hand. “I’ve never had a nickname before. Neil’s a stupid name for nicknames.”

Sebastian smiled against his neck. “Well, now you have one.”

“Cricket and Dragonfly,” Neil repeated, squirming at Sebastian’s touch.

Sebastian liked hearing their names together.

“What did you call Henri?” Neil asked.

Sebastian froze for a second. “Tiger. We called him Tiger.” Which was weird now that he thought about it, because Henri had always seemed so sweet.

Neil hummed happily. “So not a bug.”

“No. Not a bug.” Did that mean anything? Sebastian kind of hoped it did, that his subconscious was telling him something.

“So my Cricket...” Sebastian nibbled along his ear and moved his hand a little faster over Neil’s silky erection. “You also have twenty minutes before the alarm goes off. Any final requests?”

Neil’s breathing was already fluttery and fast. “Whatever you want, Sir.”

Oh, fuck. There was nothing like hearing those words. Sebastian thrust his cock in between Neil’s legs. “Can you feel the bruises?”

Neil moaned. “Oh yes, Sir. They’re everywhere.”

God, he was perfect. Neil’s voice was getting louder and that was perfect, too. Sebastian had thought to let Jamie sleep in, like he always did. But Jamie should be awake for this, to not miss a moment.

Just then there was a knock at the door.

Sebastian kept grinding against Neil’s ass, willing the sound to be on some other door and not his problem.

“Sebastian?” That was Ty’s muffled voice coming through the wood. “Hey, Bas? Are you awake?” Ty knocked again. “We have a problem.”