Mannix stepped over to him, almost nose to nose. "My own father put one hand on her." He growled softly. "Do you know what I did to him?"
Tony swallowed hard. "You told him not to do it again?"
Mannix smirked. "Guess again." He gave Tony a shove before stepping away.
"Let's open some presents, shall we?" Ice nodded over to the boxes. "Kennedy, open the one on the top first."
Hoping I wasn't going to find any body parts inside. I picked up a clean knife from his work table and sliced the tape away so I could open the top of the box.
"Is that—" I started.
Ice grinned. "I’ve been meaning to get you one for a long time."
I reached into the box and pulled out a black sex swing still wrapped in cellophane.
"Fuck yeah," Ares said from where he stood over in the corner, leaning against the wall. He'd looked disinterested until now.
"I thought we could hang it from the side of this room," Ice said, gesturing to the empty space beside Tony. "This room could be double the fun."
"I like the way you think," Mannix told him. "We should have done it years ago."
"I was inspired when I helped my sister set up her sex room in her basement," Ice said. He gestured toward the next box. "Open that one too."
Like with the first, I sliced off the tape and eased the box open. Inside lay a selection of vibrators. Different sizes, different colours. Some with clit stimulators. Others shaped like roses.
"Imagine all the orgasms those are going to bring," Ice said with a grin.
"I love them. Thank you." I walked over to give him a long, slow kiss on the mouth.
"Mannix, you can open the next box," Ice said.
Mannix didn't bother with a knife. He tore off the tape and threw it aside like it offended him personally.
"Nice." He pulled out a paddle and wielded it in front of his face like he might smack the air.
"I thought you'd like that," Ice said. "I look forward to feeling it on my ass."
"I look forward to using it on your ass,” Mannix told him.
"Ares, the next box is for you," Ice said.
Giving him a dubious look, Ares walked over and picked up the next box. He carried it over to the table and, with almost surgical precision, slipped the tape. Out of the box he pulled a few blindfolds and sets of handcuffs.
"Good choice," he said, almost grudgingly, as if he wouldn't be waiting for the first opportunity to use them.
The last box was the biggest, almost as long as one of my guys was tall.
"I bet I can guess what's in there," Mannix said, smirking.
"I guess you'd be right," Ice told him. "You can all open that together."
Mannix gave me a gesture to go first.
I picked up the knife and knelt beside the box, once again slicing the tape away.
"I didn't know sex chairs came in that colour," I said, admiring the dark pink leather.
"I had it made just for us," Ice said. "I figured since it was us, we should have something a little different."
