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"What do you think I should do?" Arden's honeyed voice whispered against his ear. "Should I let him sit there and wallow in his punishment? Or should I spank him until his ass bruises? Or should I fuck him until he remembers his place?"
Spooky shuddered. This was a different side to Arden. He was used to the commanding tone and the way the man was, but he wasn't used to him directing it toward other people.Should he be bothered by this?Maybe Spooky should have been jealous, but the thought of Arden fucking Gamble, while he watched, made him hot.
The familiar swallowed thickly as Gamble stared back at him. He always had that look on his face like he couldn't stand the world around him, but Spooky didn't see him running away and shutting them both down. If anything, he looked desperate the way he rubbed his thighs together and his breath hitched.
"Do you want Arden to fuck you?" Spooky asked, his cock twitching as the words left his lips. "He's really good at it."
Gamble growled. "You goddamn cat," he muttered. "Who said I wanted that?"
Spooky grinned. "Whenever you protest too much, you want it," he said as he stood up and leaned over the desk. He wiggled his ass at Arden before he reached out and traced a finger over Gamble's stomach. "Come on. I know you haven't had a familiar yet. Every witch needs one."
"I don't need shit," Gamble said as his eyes narrowed at Spooky.
"That's a lie," Spooky countered. "I know how it feels to be without your other half. Like something's missing, right here," he said as he stroked his fingers up to Gamble's heart and dug his nails in. "I know you feel it too."
Spooky watched as Gamble's Adam's apple bobbed in his throat. A smile curled the cat familiar's lips.He's not denying it.
Strong arms tugged Spooky back until he tumbled into Arden's lap once more. He shuddered as Arden nipped at his shoulder roughly and ripped his shirt. The fabric tore like wet paper in his strong hands and Spooky let out a moan.
"Did I say you could touch him?" Arden demanded as he tugged Spooky's nipples roughly.
"N-no, sir," Spooky groaned as his cock throbbed and his hole pulsed. He felt so empty. The man needed something, anything to fill him up. "But he wants it," Spooky panted. "I do too. Please, Arden. Let me have your cocks."
Arden growled against his ear. "You're needy as always," he said as he tortured Spooky's sensitive nipples again, rolling them between his fingers before he tugged sharply making the familiar gasp and slump forward. "Sit up straight," Arden said.
Spooky did as he was told, his heart racing in his chest. Arden pinned him against his body and it took everything for him not to squirm as Arden's free hand slipped from his nipples to dip into his shorts. When he couldn't quite get inside, he ripped those too and palmed Spooky's hard cock.
"You're hard, Gamble," Arden pointed out. "And your cock is dripping on my desk. Do you really want to lie and say you're not enjoying yourself? Because it seems as if you are."
"I-I-" Gamble sucked in a breath and let out a shaky sigh.
Spooky was shocked. For the first time ever, Gamble didn't have anything to say! Something about that tickled him and he let out a laugh that he tried to cover with his hand. Gamble glared at him and he bit his lip.
"Sorry. Not used to hearing you be quiet, that's all."
"Fuck this," Gamble said as he stood up straight and shivered. "I'm out of here."
"That's your choice," Arden said as his hand wrapped around Spooky's cock and stroked. A moan escaped his lips and Arden nodded. "Close the door behind you."
Gamble stood there, frozen as if he didn't know what to do. He glanced at the door and then back to Spooky and Arden. Confusion clouded his features and Spooky reached out a hand toward him.
"Stay," he moaned as Arden's warm hand slipped into his underwear. The man used his electricity to dance along his cock lightly and Spooky panted. "Gamble, stop running away."
For a witch, the man was a hell of a lot softer than most that Spooky had met. He was the familiar, usually the one that was supposed to be passive and submissive. But not with Gamble. He needed someone to push him toward all of the good things that he tried to flee from.
Gamble's shoulders slumped. "I know I screwed up, Arden."
"Sir," Arden corrected.
Gamble licked his juicy lips and tried again. "I know I screwed up, sir. It won't happen again. At least not on purpose and not for that long."
Arden picked up speed making Spooky cry out. "Fine," he said after a long silence that was filled with the sound of Spooky's pre-come lubing the way of his hand. "I'll accept it when you apologize."
Gamble groaned. "I'm sorry."
Arden's grip tightened and Spooky's toes curled. "Better than that."
"I-I'm sorry. Sir," he said as he stared down at the desk and then back up at the two of them.
