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Cyrus left Porter, a shiver running down his spine, and ran into Foi immediately. The furry man was once again without a shirt and Cy's eyes traced from his face down to his happy trail that disappeared into the waist of his gray sweats.
"Don't eye fuck me this early in the day," Foi grinned back at him. "Where are you going in such a hurry?"
Cyrus shook his head so he could think straight again. "Porter and I are going shopping. Want to come along?" When Foi pulled a face, Cyrus decided to sweeten the pot. "I'll buy you a nice, big steak at Delmon's."
Foi lit up. "Yeah? Why are you being so nice to me? What do you want?"
"I want you to carry our bags of course." Cy grinned and ran a hand down Foi's chest. "Besides, you could use some new clothes too. I always have to dress you and Ozni."
Foi chuckled. "Why didn't you invite Oz? Too much tension?"
"How-"
Rolling his eyes, Foi jerked a thumb over his shoulder. "You two were driving everyone crazy the other night. Do you know how horny I was? I had to hump my hand three times before I could stop."
"Oh, God," Cy groaned.
"Don't worry, it was hot." He glanced over Cy's shoulder. "Well, if Porter's going I guess I should make sure he's safe. I'll get dressed and meet you two downstairs."
"Thanks, Foi." Cyrus lit up and patted his chest. "See you downstairs."
Cyrus felt on top of the world. How was it that after all his yearning for the men that surrounded him everyday, they were finally breaking their constraints and wanted him back? Ozni's voice filled his head. 'I desire you, Cyrus.' He almost exploded from happiness, but calmed himself down quickly.
"I need to focus."
Cyrus put aside his fantasies for now and pulled out his clothes. He settled on a black button up, but of course the first two were left undone to show off his chest. Since he was more relaxed, he slipped into a pair of jeans with a chain belt and pushed his hair up into a bun. Once he was ready, he picked up Porter at his room and stared.
"What?" Porter twisted back and forth. "Do I not look good?"
Porter had decided on a dark red skirt that clung to his thighs, a pair of red flats and a white blouse with long sleeves. Cyrus could see the soft pink of the bralette underneath and he knew if he slid his hand up Porter's legs he'd feel lacy panties underneath that skirt.
"Fuck."
Porter bit his lip. "Then you like it?"
"Darling, I would love for you to fuck me while wearing," he gestured to him, “all of this."
A giggle left Porter's lips. "Maybe after you take me shopping."
Cyrus pulled out his credit card. "Whatever you want, beautiful."
He followed Porter to the stairs and watched the way his plump ass moved underneath the confines of the skirt. Today, Porter had decided to go as a blonde and he'd pleated it into one braid that laid over his right shoulder. No matter what Porter wore, he made Cyrus fall for him more. Porter had started out so timid, but the longer he was with them, the more outgoing and daring he became. And Cyrus loved it.
"Woof." Foi's eyes were wide when he saw the two of them.
Cyrus chuckled. "Come along, boy. We have things to do."
"You two walk. I'll follow." Foi held up keys. "Arden said I could borrow one of the cars."
"That was sweet of him." Porter smiled. "Let's go! I'm so excited."
"Well, you haven't gone anywhere since you moved in," Cy pointed out as they stepped outside. "I thought maybe you were afraid of the outside or something."
Porter slid into the backseat and went quiet. "No, nothing like that."
Cyrus gazed into the back, but Porter just stared out of the window.There's something going on with him.He wasn't sure about the rest of them, but he'd tried to get Porter to talk about his past, at least a little. And Porter wouldn't do it. What could be so bad?
They stopped at one of the boutiques Cyrus liked and the conversation went back to being light and breezy between the three of them. As soon as they strolled inside, a blue haired man behind the counter lit up.
