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“Hmm,” he replied noncommittally. He didn’t hate the idea, but it wasn’t ideal either. No, he needed something else. King shook his head. “If we could do it before so it was ready to give to him that night, then it might work, but I don’t feel right hiding the cameras so it’s a surprise. And, anyway, I told him I wouldn’t go that far until he got his marks back. I don’t think he’s ready yet.”
“That plug…” Adds shivered and King hummed. “So hot.”
“You should have seen him. He took it like a champion. So sexy.”
Adds ran her fingers through her hair and pushed it off her shoulder, King repeating the move just so he could feel its silkiness. “I’m surprised you didn’t say no to the video because of you being on camera.”
“I don’t have a morality clause in my contract anymore.” King grinned, loving the thrill that shot through him when he thought about doing something so wicked. “It still can’t get out—can you imagine what Mum would say if she saw my bare arse on TV?—but at least I’m not now looking over my shoulder.”
Adds giggled, clamping her hand over her mouth to stop the sound from travelling. “Okay, so no broadcasting of your sex tape. We’ll just have to do a live action spectacular.” She dragged out each syllable in the last word, her gaze locking on King’s.
Adds had an idea, and he knew exactly what she was thinking. His gut clenched and cock hardened. King wasn’t an exhibitionist—at least he didn’t think he was—but he’d seen how much it riled Liam up when either he or Adds watched him. When King had laid him out on the deck chair in the garden and blown him, the thought of another person seeing them was what tipped Liam over the edge. He loved it. But they couldn’t risk Liam’s identity getting out. That was absolutely and utterly non-negotiable.
So whatever happened, they needed to protect that.
King couldn’t believe he was even entertaining the thought. But the more he imagined it, the more he loved it. “We’d need a mask to cover his face.”
“Can you imagine him? He’d be in his element.” Adelaide hummed and closed her eyes, King picturing the sight right along with her. “He loves it when you unzip and he sucks you off.”
King swallowed. He loved it too. “Would it be all three of us?”
“I can’t participate, but I could guide you like during one of my sessions.” King nodded, understanding her limitation. He loved the idea at the same time as he hated it. He wanted Adds involved, but if she could only do it in a limited way, then her suggestion was the best it was going to get.
“Are you even allowed to set something like that up? I mean, is it the done thing?”
Adds grinned and patted his chest. “Ah, my little padawan, you have a lot to learn about The Exchange. There’s a whole level dedicated to public sex. Not only is it the done thing, it’s actually encouraged.”
“Are we seriously contemplating this?” he asked, wide-eyed, the reality that he was talking about getting his cock out in front of a room full of strangers hitting him like a sledgehammer.
“Only if you’re comfortable with it. And we’d have to give Liam the final say; he’d need to know about it beforehand so he can think through the implications. He might even need to get his agent on board.”
“Yeah, that’s not gonna happen.” Liam’s management had been entirely unhelpful when he’d confided in them that he was exploring his sexuality with two partners. They’d wanted him to immediately end their relationship, telling him that they would refuse to continue representing him if he came out. It had cut him deep—another example of someone not standing by him.
Adds had introduced him to her lawyer friends, Nick, Emma, and Robyn, for advice on getting out of the contract. But they’d all said the same thing—it was ironclad. He was stuck with them until they terminated. If Liam tried to get out of it early, he'd still be responsible to pay their management fees on top of those of a new manager. So they’d decided to sit tight and wait it out. If Liam was ever ready to come out, they’d deal with it then.
“No, I know. But, hey, it might piss them off enough.”
They were quiet then, sipping their tea and standing arm in arm in the kitchen. It was a comfortable silence, the only noise coming from a storm bird outside, the familiar whoop, whoop, whoop noise comforting.
“I wanna do it,” King murmured. No one could know it was Liam, but that didn’t matter. It was King who needed to stand in front of the crowd and show Liam how loved he was. He bit back the nervous excitement flowing through him. “Yeah, let’s do it. Can you set it up and we’ll talk to Liam?”
“Will do. And I’ve got just the clients to step in as alternatives if either of you pull out. Worst case, you watch another couple get it on onstage.”
*****
Adds insisted he get a suit for their night together… performing? He didn’t know what to call it. She’d described it as a demonstration. She’d even hinted to Liam what they were doing. His eyes had glazed over and he’d licked his lips, before sucking in a breath. The thought turned him on, and Liam turned on just did it for King.
The pants, shirt, tie, vest, and jacket were too buttoned up. He looked like a penguin. But when Adds suggested he try just the vest and pants, it had been like slipping into a second skin. The navy blue material was silky and showed off every one of his assets.
Liam’s mask was ready too. They’d had to guess the fit, but the buttery soft leather would shape to the lines of his face. King sat on the bed, running his fingers over the supple material. It would cover half of his face, leaving only his lips and chin uncovered. Unless someone had studied every inch of his man’s body, there was no way they would recognize him. He couldn’t put it past rabid fans, but they had the protection of the non-disclosure agreements the club made every member sign. They themselves would have to sign one to walk past the front desk. And they defended the privacy of their members like bulldogs. It was the only reason why King was prepared to even present the idea to Liam.
All he had to do was wait for Liam to get home from training so they could check the results. He’d agreed not to look until they were together. There wasn’t long left—he’d be there in a few minutes—but it was still enough time for King to freak out.
He paced, waiting for the door to close. Adds stood in the doorway, watching him with a small smile. “You’re as nervous as Liam.”
“I’m not nervous about his grade. I know he’s passed. I am absolutely certain about that. But I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t shitting myself about tomorrow night.”
The gate rattled and pushed open. King watched as Liam hopped back in his SUV and parked behind his car. A minute later he was striding up the stairs, dumping his bag just inside the door. Liam was a stickler for keeping everything clean. He’d learned from an early age not to give his parents anything to complain about. Flying under the radar was easier than constantly getting in trouble.
