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I gave him a questioning look. "Sure. Why wouldn't I be?"
"Because you may think they're crossing some lines, but I promise he's into it."
Yep, this was going to be just as bad as I'd expected. Still, I'd rather Ela had his fun with some guy down the hall than Nari. That didn't make me any less nervous, but I wasn't about to show it. Cayden and Shiran seemed like decent enough men, and I had no interest in making things tense. Especially not if I was overthinking this, which was possible.
"I'll follow your lead," I assured the guy. "But if Ela tells me it's done..."
Shiran chuckled. "I promise that Cayden's not going to be the one doing the punishing. Shall we? I want to make sure they at least talk before they start stripping."
I followed him into the bedroom, and sure enough, Ela already had Cayden against the wall. One hand held the pretty guy's throat, resting casually at the base. Ela's other was pressed against the wall, holding their bodies no more than an inch apart. Neither looked up when we entered, but I was sure they both knew we were there.
"So," Eladehl said, sliding his hand around and down the delicate man's chest, "did you have fun in your first display?"
"Were you watching?" Cayden asked, sounding a little breathless.
"Mhm. Like being whipped, do you?"
"Yes," Cayden breathed, his eyes slipping closed.
Eladehl leaned a little closer, toward his ear. "Hit?"
"Mhm."
"Pushed, choked, and spanked?"
Cayden's answer was a moan. His erection was straining his pants, and the man wore no shirt, making it even easier to see his excitement. Eladehl, still perfectly dressed, didn't bother to look. It seemed the position of dominance suited him, although I wasn't surprised at all. But the sound made him smile. It was the dangerous kind. The smile I'd learned to prepare for.
Eladehl let his hand move to Cayden's nipple, pinching the hardened peak. "Do you care that I'm drunk?"
"Not if you don't," Cayden assured him.
"And what's too much?" Eladehl asked, squeezing even harder.
"Shiran knows," Cayden promised.
Eladehl turned, his eyes clear when they landed on the other guardian. "Do you? Any concerns at all, Shiran?"
"None," he promised, "but when I say stop, it stops. If you don't, I will pull your dick out of him and haul your naked ass into the hall, and your guardian will help me."
"I will," I said, making it clear where I stood.
Ela just looked at me. "Do you really think I'll lose control?"
"You never do," I assured him. "So don't start today."
That was all my best friend needed to hear. Slowly, almost lazily, he turned his attention back on the pretty little man panting before him. "Strip. Slowly." And then he leaned back.
"Yes, sir," Cayden breathed, reaching for the waistband of his pants.
He teased them open, pulling one half aside to expose the bare skin beneath. Lines of dark lace crossed his skin, the beginning and end lost beneath the fabric of his pants. Considering that was his only article of clothing, slow wasn't possible, but the guy tried. He eased his pants over his hips, exposing the lean, svelte lines of his body, and then let them fall to the ground.
"Now me," Eladehl said.
"Would you like to touch?" Cayden asked.
Eladehl didn't bat an eye. "Shut up."
Cayden's dick flexed, proving his entire body approved of the harshness, and Eladehl's eyes flared. My ward didn't quite smile, but the corner of his lip curled smugly, making it clear that he very much enjoyed being in charge. Yet piece by piece, Cayden was removing Ela's clothes. First came his tie, then his vest. When he made to drop them on the floor, Ela made a warning noise, so Cayden folded them carefully before placing Eladehl's clothes on an accent chair beside them.
