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“Good morning,” Priest said, as he walked across the living room, draped his coat over the couch, and then stopped behind Julien, who tipped his head up. Priest bent down and pressed an upside-down kiss to his lips. “How are you today?”
“Much better, mon amour.”
Priest’s eyes narrowed a fraction, but he straightened. “Good. But we will talk about this later, yes?”
“I’m fine,” Julien said as he got to his feet. “I just got caught off guard last night. All in my head.”
Priest cupped either side of his face, and as he touched their foreheads together, he said, “Don’t lie to me. You know better, and so do I.”
Julien shut his eyes and nodded. “Désolé. You’re right. This time of the year is always hard. That’s all.”
“I know, and you’re worried about the end of the month, when we have to go back west.”
Julien’s eyes opened. “I don’t know why it bothers me so much. I already know I’m not welcome. It’s the same every year.”
“Yet every year, the same thing happens. The attacks become worse the closer we get to the anniversary, then they lessen once it’s passed.”
Julien reached up to take Priest’s wrists and pull them free. “Oui, but being here, I thought maybe—”
“It would be easier to ignore?”
Julien let go of Priest and bent down to start rolling up his mat. “Can’t we just say we’re busy this year?”
“No. And you don’t really want that. Also, this discussion is not over just because you have turned your back on me.”
As Julien stood with the mat under his arm, he pivoted to face Priest. “I had not assumed my luck would be that good. But can we talk about it later? I just got out of my bad mood, and we still have a guest.”
“Very well,” Priest said, as he headed to the kitchen. “But we will talk.”
Julien knew they would. Priest was the only one he’d ever been able to talk to about this. But he wasn’t ready, not yet, and knew that was the only reason Priest wasn’t pushing.
Julien stored his mat in the corner of the room, and as he was about to walk back to the kitchen to start his breakfast, Robbie appeared in the doorway and Julien came to an abrupt halt.
The princesse had slipped into that red onesie he’d taken selfies in the day before, and his thick hair was tousled all over his head. As he leaned a shoulder up against the doorjamb, Robbie held a white pompom in each hand and tugged gently on the drawstring at the collar. The innocent expression on his face belied the mischievous light in his eyes, and suddenly Julien’s mood brightened and was replaced with the urge to drag Robbie to the floor and tear that outfit off him.
“Good morning, boys,” Robbie said as he looked from Julien to Priest, who was currently standing at the island with an unreadable expression on his face. “Shocked that I can still walk this morning?”
An unexpected burst of laughter escaped Julien, as Robbie pushed off the doorjamb and walked over to him. When he was close enough to touch, Julien flicked one of the pompoms so he wouldn’t be tempted to do more, and then watched as Robbie sashayed off toward the kitchen.
When he got to the island, Robbie walked around it to where Priest was standing and gave him a mock frown. “Aww, don’t feel too bad about it. You gave it your best effort,” he said, but before he could move away, Priest caught Robbie’s chin and looked him directly in the eye.
“I don’t feel bad at all,” Priest said. “But why don’t you go and take a seat? Or is that a little difficult this morning?”
Robbie tongued his top lip for a moment, and then grinned like the flirt he was. “Okay, okay,” he said. “So you both have big cocks and know how to use them. What? You think that makes you special or something?”
“No. I think the fact that you took the both of us last night and can still walk this morning makes you the special one. So does that outfit. You really are good at following orders, despite your tendency to want to resist.” Priest let Robbie go and reached for one of the pompoms, but Robbie swatted his hand away.
“Oh, please. I’m not wearing this because you told me to. I’m wearing it because I look totally cute in it—which, I might add, neither of you have mentioned.”
“Our mistake, princesse,” Julien said as he took a seat on one of the breakfast stools. “I believe you caught us off guard, but viens ici, and I’ll tell you just how adorable you look.”
“That’s better,” Robbie said, and stood between Julien’s spread legs. “And because you’re being so nice to me, I’ll even let you play with my balls.”
