Felix rolled to face him, eyes wide. “Shall I climb on your lap?”
“Yes,” Leo said, voice rough with want. “Over my knee, and you get ten for your cheek.”
“I think you’ll find I have two cheeks. Do I get ten for each?” Felix asked as he squirmed across the bed and draped himself over Leo’s lap—and oh, he’dobviouslydone this before if the way he positioned himself in a perfect arch, with fingers and toes touching the ground, was anything to go by.
“You’ll get what I give you, brat,” Leo said, trying to sound stern and failing. He eased Felix forward a bare half inch so his cock slotted more comfortably into the gap of Leo’s thighs and braced a forearm over the small of Felix’s back, rubbing over the tantalising globes of flesh with an open palm and indulging in the sheer pleasure of having his fingertips drag over such delightfully soft skin.
He gave a series of gentle taps to warm the skin, and when he deemed Felix ready, he delivered a single sharp slap, the act making his blood heat and his palm tingle. “All right?” he asked quietly and waited until Felix nodded before delivering three more in quick succession. He alternated between left and right, and as he’d suspected, Felix’s arse coloured up beautifully under his touch.
Felix let out a shaky moan and Leo felt a wave of desire roll over him. He raised his hand and connected with the soft flesh twice more. He stopped for a moment to smooth his palm over the delightfully pink globes, breathing heavily. It had been too long since he’d indulged himself like this. He wasn’t the only one affected. He could feel Felix’s erection pressing against his thigh, and he was reassured that the boy was enjoying this as much as he was.
He aimed his next blows across the crease at the top of Felix’s thighs and added a touch more force, which earned him a high-pitched squeal.
Leo stilled his hand. “Too much?”
Felix shook his head, squirming in his hold. “No, sire! It’s—more,please?” His voice quavered, but Leo had done this enough times to recognise that it was shaking with need, not distress.
A thrill ran through Leo at the desperation in the boy’s voice, his own arousal spiking as Felix rutted against his leg. “Oh, so you’ve found your manners? Excellent. Let’s be sure the lesson sticks, shall we?”
And with that, he peppered the rosy pink skin of Felix’s backside with a rapid series of blows, his blood thundering in his ears and his cock throbbing in time with his heartbeat. Felix writhed and whimpered under him, hips rocking faster, until Leo stopped holding back and delivered a final series of ringing slaps to the boy’s arse.
“Hah!” Felix cried out, bucking against Leo’s hold, and wetness and warmth pulsed against the bare skin of Leo’s thighs as his impossible, perfect boy spilled his seed.
Felix slumped across Leo’s lap, his body a solid, boneless weight as he let out a series of shuddery breaths. His arse was now a glorious deep shade of pink, and Leo could feel the warmth radiating from the skin when he ran a careful hand over it.
Felix let out a breathy sigh. “You’re good at that,” he slurred, struggling to climb out of Leo’s lap.
Leo caught him around the waist and helped him roll onto the bed where he lay facedown and spread-eagled, his face as flushed as his arse and wearing a wide, sloppy grin. He patted the bed in invitation and Leo didn’t hesitate, placing a hand on Felix’s hip and rolling him to the side before curling up behind him.
It meant his cock came in contact with the heat of Felix’s arse, but Felix didn’t pull away from the touch. Instead, he let out a soft groan and pulled his top leg forward. Then he reached back with a clumsy hand and scooped some of the mess from Leo’s skin and spread the handful of his own spend between his thighs. The sight was unbearably erotic, and Leo almost came from the sight of it—and it only got better when Felix pressed his legs together, wrapped his hand around Leo’s erection, and guided it into the warm, wet cavern he’d created. Leo grunted in shock when Felix deliberately tensed around him, and he couldn’t have stopped himself rutting forward if he’d tried. It took barely a dozen thrusts before his arousal overtook him. Heat and lightning raced down his spine and gathered in his belly as he pulled Felix close and buried his face in the curve of his neck, panting out his release as he spilled into the tight space.
Felix gave a soft, teasing laugh. “Ask me again if I enjoy getting spanked.”
“Mmm.” It was the best Leo could manage, overwhelmed not only by two orgasms, but also the turn the day had taken. He’d started out with back-to-back meetings and an expectation that he’d be buried in paperwork for the afternoon, but somehow he’d ended up buried in the arms of a lover instead.
In his opinion, this was far preferable.
Felix’s skin was warm against his, and he nuzzled in closer as his breathing slowed and he waited for the pleasant fog brought on by his release to lift from his mind. Felix squirmed in his arms until they were face-to-face, reaching out to run a hand through Leo’s dishevelled hair.
“I really did like it,” he said, quietly earnest, “and I likeyou.”
“I like you too, darling,” Leo said, throwing an arm over Felix’s shoulders and leaning in to press a kiss to his cheek. “So, did I meet your standards? Are you agreeable to this becoming a regular arrangement?”
Felix hesitated. “Won’t you get into trouble with Mattias for bedding the staff?”
Leo snorted. “I’m theking,sweetheart. Mattias doesn’t tell me what to do.”
Felix gave him a disbelieving look.
“Fine.” Leo sighed. “Technically I’m in charge, but Mattias has been known to have strong opinions, which he doesn’t hesitate to share.”
“You said. Your inconvenient voice of reason.”
“Yes. That. But as far aswhoI bed is concerned, he doesn’t interfere. He understands that there are some things a man should be able to decide for himself. Besides, he’ll be so thrilled he doesn’t have to come along every time I want to go out riding, he won’t care about the other.”
Felix gave a shy smile, and his wide brown eyes held a spark of want. “Well, if it’s not going to cause an uproar, I’d very much like to do this again.”
Leo surged forward at that, rolling them so Felix was under him, and kissed his new bedmate thoroughly in case there was any doubt how thrilled he was with Felix’s answer. When Leo pulled back he moved to one side, propping himself on his elbow so he could properly take in the sight of Felix. His hair was a riotous mess, his lips were kiss-plumped, and the smile he wore was wide and genuine. He looked just how Leo liked his bed partners to look—sweaty, satisfied, and smiling—and Leo could have stared at him all day.
