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“That’s actually kinda smart,” Noa said. “You’re a smart boy! Yes, you are! Oh yes, you are! Such a smart boy.”
“I will kick you in the shin,” Cam threatened.
“Boys, that’s enough. I think you two need a date during the cruise.”
Lucian wasn’t wrong. The boys’ kinky brotherhood could easily get out of control when they were both left to their Little devices for too long. And until Cam and Lucian had upped their TPE time to balance out the more lax structure, it was natural for Cam to slide into a mix of Little and slave. He preferred the slave, but with a strong influence from Noa as a Little, it had to be close to impossible not to get sucked in.
A date was also a good fix. A date where Cam and Noa got to tend to each other as boyfriends and equals.
Lucian joined me in the bedroom and hauled his polo over his head. “Speaking of dates, I booked an excursion for us on that private island in the Bahamas.”
“Yeah?” I got comfortable on my back and slipped a hand under my head.
These sheets—I liked them. They weren’t as thick and stiff as the previous bed-wetter sheets we’d had.
“We’re there for four hours,” he went on. “So I figured, you and I—we’ll have a cabana on the beach. It’s a secluded part. Some drinks, snacks, a big beach bed to ourselves… And Colt asked if we wanted to go snorkel with him and Kit, and maybe we don’t. Maybe only Cam and Noa will.”
I grinned, liking where this was heading. Colt could watch our boys.
“I wanna snorkel!” Noa hollered, bursting into the room. Fuck me, he was sexy wearing his little diaper. “Oooh, you’re naked, Daddy.”
Sexy and observant.
Cam followed, no bursting or yelling, but adorable as fuck, nonetheless.
Damn, I was tempted to put them both on doll mode tonight.
“It would actually be nice if we could go over our itinerary,” Cam said. “Master’s right, Noa. We need a date. We never bicker when we’re alone. It’s essentially Master’s and Daddy’s fault.”
Oh-ho!
“Oh, is it now?” Lucian lifted his eyebrows.
“Totes,” Noa giggled. He dragged Cam with him onto the bed, and the two cuddled it up in the middle. “I like these sheets! They’re much softer than the old ones.”
I flicked Lucian a glance. “Don’t feed the trolls, baby.”
“Then you’d starve, Sir,” Cam teased me.
I had nothing to say in response. I was just sickeningly in love with the banter and this…this new dynamic developing between us.
Lucian got on the bed, right behind Cam, and kissed his shoulder. “At some point, you need to stop denying you’re a brat.”
Always a good button to push. Cam loved to deny he had brat tendencies.
“Actually, don’t speak,” Lucian added. Cam promptly smashed his lips shut and narrowed his eyes. I was sure his retort would’ve been bratty. Lucian looked over at me. “What is it you tell Noa sometimes…? Doll mode?”
Oh, fuck yes.
“That’s the one.” I nodded.
“Excellent.” Lucian dipped down and kissed Cam’s cheek. “Doll mode,” he whispered. “Daddy and I don’t need you for this next part.”
Lust rolled through me, and I gave Noa the same command. But as far as I knew, Cam hadn’t engaged in doll play before, so I elaborated for him.
“That means no sounds, no movements,” I said quietly. “You pay attention to the smallest twitches, how your eyes track us, your facial expressions, shivers, and swallowing. You do your best to suppress any outward signs unless you need to safeword. Am I making myself clear? Nod once.”
Testing, testing.
