“Hey, Scott? Can you come down here for a minute?”
A few minutes later a small red blur whipped down the stairs and rushed to Ben, throwing himself into Ben’s arms.
“Good evening, Sir! I hope your day was great.”
Yes, Scott was older, and yes, they had kids now, but fuck, Ben loved him every bit as much as the day he met him at the airport, waiting for something or someone. The thought of what could have happened still made Ben’s blood boil. He could have lost out on one of the most precious things in his life—next to their kids.
“It’s a lot better now, scamp,” Ben teased a moment before he took Scott’s mouth in a kiss. “Where are the kids?”
Scott grinned. “Staying with Melissa and Daniel. They’re having a sleepover with their kids.”
“Oh? Why’s that?” Ben asked.
Scott frowned. “It’s Valentine’s day. I made us dinner and everything.”
Ben snorted. “I know it’s Valentine’s, you doof.” He kissed Scott again, loving the way his husband surrendered so beautifully. “I got you a gift that you’ll be wearing to the club later.”
“You got me a present?” Scott bounced on his heels. “Can I see? Please?”
Ben turned and went to the door where he’d left the package. He picked it up, grateful that the store had wrapped it, because when it came to things like that, he was all thumbs. He held it out, and a second later Scott snatched it from him.
“Can I open it?” he practically begged. Ben liked it when Scott begged.
“By all means,” he replied, his voice a little hoarse as he thought about what they’d be doing at the club after dinner. He couldn’t wait to see Scott facedown, spread eagle on the bed, his wrists and ankles bound, and his ass accessible to Ben. He’d been waiting for this night for over a month. Having kids made finding ‘quality time’ a little rough.
The paper shredded beneath Scott’s efforts. As soon as it was scattered on the floor, Scott opened the box and took out the black shirt. He unfurled it, then turned it around. Ben watched as Scott’s gaze darted back and forth, then his brow scrunched.
“I don’t get it,” Scott replied. “What does ‘I’m peace’ mean?”
Ben snorted. “It needs the match to be a complete set,” he said. He reached into the pocket of his jacket and pulled out his own shirt. He held it out so Scott could see it. Ben waited as realization dawned on Scott’s face.
“I come in peace?”
“Yup, and you’re peace.”
“I…what? That doesn’t…” His eyes went wide. “Oh. Oh my god! When?”
His excitement was palpable. “Tonight. After dinner, you and I will be going to the public room. I already talked with Leo, and he’s got Alex coming in so he can suck Leo while he watches us.”
“A public demonstration?” Scott squealed. “We haven’t had one of those in forever.”
Scott was an exhibitionist of the highest order. He loved having people watch Ben take him, to plow that pale arse.
“Tonight. You and me.”
“What would you have done if the kids weren’t staying somewhere else?”
“I’ve got a babysitting service on speed dial. I would have paid good money to get someone here quickly. My cock has a date with your arse, and it wants to fulfill the promise of the shirts.” He tucked a knuckle under Scott’s chin. “Love you so much, boy.”
Scott’s cheeks reddened. “Love you too, Sir.” Then he smirked. “But it’s going to cost you chocolate to get me to put out.”
Ben jiggled his pocket. “Got enough in here to get laid all night, baby.”
“Then let’s go eat, because I’m in the mood to get fucked!”
He turned and dashed toward the kitchen, Ben following behind. He would be forever grateful to the forces of the universe—and Leo—who brought him and Scott together, because with every year that passed, he fell deeper and deeper into love.
Happy Valentine’s Day everyone!
K.C. & Parker