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“Maybe I will.” Kevin took another bite of the Cliff bar as he walked up to the tent. He unzipped the flap so he could step inside, and he nearly choked. “Whoa.”
Inside was a giant space that defied all logic as to how it existed within the tent. The walls were made of a soft white fabric, and it had a high, pitched ceiling with a large chandelier. There was a giant bed covered in lush blankets and pillows, a kitchen with an island stove, a sitting area with a large TV, and there was a single mesh window behind the bed that had a perfect view of Devil’s Tower off in the distance.
Kevin’s jaw dropped. “Holy fuck, are you serious?”
Percy strolled in with a smug little smile, closing the fabric over the tent flap behind him. “Quite an improvement, don’t you think?”
“This is fucking insane! You could have been poofing this up the whole time?”
“What? I was working on my tan!” Percy scoffed. “And yes, of course. Obviously. But I was trying to save my energy for absolute emergencies.”
Kevin rolled his eyes, shoving the rest of the Cliff bar in his mouth as he walked to the kitchen. “We’ve been waitin’ out in the damn heat, sweatin’ our asses off, and we could have been in the Four Seasons of tents.”
“I like the heat.” Percy winked.
“Of course you do.” Kevin found the trash can under the sink to dispose of the Cliff bar wrapper. “So, I suppose you want me to cook you something?”
“If it’s not too much trouble.” Percy batted his eyes. “I hear you’re good at baking pizza pies.”
“I guess I’m all right.” Kevin chuckled, reaching for Percy’s hand. “Can you poof up a pizza oven?”
“Of course.”
The kitchen expanded and warped to add a pizza oven, and Percy sagged briefly. He perked back up almost immediately, teasing, “Anything else, peaches? Saint Andrew’s cross? A set of leg spreaders perhaps?”
“Nope. I’m good. Pretty sure the fridge is fully stocked.” Kevin didn’t like how Percy had wavered, and he tried ushering him toward one of the chairs. “Come on. Go sit down and look pretty.”
“I can look pretty right here,” Percy protested.
“Stubborn.” Kevin kissed his cheek. “Well, fine. What kinda pizza are you in the mood for tonight?”
“I was a big fan of your Weirdough. The one with mushrooms, black olives, and pineapple.”
“Aw, that’s a classic.” Kevin stopped himself before he mentioned it was his mother’s favorite since he knew now that was made up in his head. He dug through the cabinets to find a pizza pan and other tools he’d need, and then he opened the fridge, pleased to see the ingredients he wanted and more. He started pulling out what he was going to use, asking, “Anything you’d like to add to it?”
“Not a thing. It’s pretty close to culinary perfection as is, you know.”
“I know, right?” Kevin grinned. “Cheese stuffed crust or no?”
“As if you even have to ask.” Percy scoffed like the question offended him. He waited for Kevin to drop off the ingredients on the counter so he could slip up behind him, squeezing his hips. “You know how much I love stuffed things.”
Kevin groaned and rolled his hips back slowly. “Yeah, you fuckin’ do. Big meat stuffed things.” He chuckled, turning his head back to snag a kiss.
“Usually I prefer to be the one stuffed, but you do look so delicious like this. Playing with your little ingredients, getting ready to cook for me.” Percy sighed, grinding against Kevin’s ass.
“Oh yeah? Want me to teach you step by step?” Kevin’s skin heated up, and he took a deep breath.
“Mmm, yes, please. Daddy likes.” Percy squeezed Kevin’s hips. “I might have a competency kink.”
“Guess I don’t have to worry about Steve ever stealing you away.”
“Steve? No. I’m not really into men who aren’t aware of the current year and would probably bleed green.” Percy snorted.
Kevin laughed.
“Come on, peaches. Show me how you make those delicious pizzas. I can certainly assist with the stuffing.”
“I bet you can.” Kevin bumped his ass back against Percy as he reached for the premade dough he’d found in the fridge. “We’re just gonna have to cheat a little bit because I feel like if I don’t feed you soon, you’re going to get hangry.”
