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Despite our history, I still loved to see him act like this.
Moe clapped his hands. “Viking music time!” He darted to the end of the table, next to Jag. The other man smiled, a sort of soft look coming into his eyes. All Jag wanted was to play music.
“Ellie, come on!” Moe said.
Elliot lingered near the bookshelves, tapping a finger on his thigh.
I swallowed a lump in my throat. We needed to open that book before any more bubble dimensions died and took their trapped people with them.
“No one here will hurt you,” I promised him.
He gulped. “I know.” He pulled his shoulders back and met my gaze. “I’m going to fight. For you.”
My insides felt as light and bouncy as Moe when he drank too much wake potion.
“And for those people stuck in the mini worlds,” Elliot added.
Jag grinned as though proud.
“Go, Ellie, it’s your birthday, get busy!” Moe sang. “Okay, it’s not actually your birthday…”
Ram made a sweeping gesture with his arm. “It is the birthday of your emergence into courageous herodom.”
I rolled my eyes. This was the same shit he pulled back in our gang. “Cut it out with your over-the-top encouragement. It was never genuine.”
He shrugged. “Hey, it made a lot of people feel good.”
Including me until I had learned better.
Ram nodded to Elliot. “You’re using your abilities for good. Well done.”
Elliot startled. The sincere words were more surprising than the bullshit ones, as though he expected to be humored but not appreciated.
“Thanks,” he whispered and joined Jag and Moe at the end of the table.
Moe didn’t hesitate to undo his fly and yank down his jeans and underwear.
Suck his cock,my brain said.Look how thick and juicy it is.
It’s limp. It’s neither thick nor juicy.
Moe shook his hands as though to loosen them up and placed them on his ass while Jag peeled his tiny shorts down. His cock grew and sprouted strings. I remembered the taste of him, the feel of its thickness in my mouth, and my heart fluttered.
Double sucking,my brain said.
I can’t even physically do that!
Elliot opened his pants just enough to let his dick out while keeping the rest of him covered. Like Jag’s, it grew until it reached his face. Unlike Jag’s, it sprouted buttons and what looked uncomfortably like holes for wind.
I still wanted to taste it, though.
Ram’s eyes went wide as he watched, and then he looked at me like, “This is who you want?”
Yes, yes, it fucking was.
Jag strummed his strings and nodded to the other two. “ ‘ The Fight of the Shieldmaiden’?”
In response, Moe started drumming on his ass, a low steady rhythm like when your heartbeat echoes in your ears. He nodded along with it.
