“Maybe one day then?”
“Maybe.” He wasn’t sure, but prior to now, he would have said there was no chance of anyone pulling a fast one on him, and yet here they were. Anything was possible. “Would it change your mind if I never do?”
“No,” Bay replied without any hesitation.
They’d both realized something important on the bridge that day.
Bay never wanted to lose Sila.
And Sila never wanted to lose Bay.
“Bay Delmar,” he rolled the sound of his name off his tongue, testing it like he had all those months back when they’d first started this. Then he met his gaze and grinned. “Run.”
There was no hesitation there either. Bay immediately spun on his heels and took off down the hall like his life depended on it.
But the smile on his lips gave him away.
Interesting.
Sila gave himself one more moment alone to process everything he’d just learned. That possessiveness he felt toward his kitten didn’t dwindle however, if anything, Bay felt more like his match now than he had even an hour ago.
Bay Delmar was his, and he was Bay Delmar’s.
With an excited growl, Sila stalked forward, the look on his face no less devilish than the one still frozen on the hover screen.
A Devil of Vitality always caught his prey.
Epilogue:
Three Years Later
“Lick it clean. You want to come, Kitten? Make it hard again.”
Bay mewled but dutifully stuck out his tongue, the tie Sila had used to blindfold him preventing him from being able to locate Sila’s cock on his own. He was bent over the saddle of his hoverbike, already naked and so needy that he’d leaked all over the leather seat.
They’d just gotten back from a race and he’d been riding the high of another win when Sila had jumped him in the garage of their home and stripped him bare. He’d been carrying the tie with him all night, one of the ones he’d bought Bay for a birthday gift sometime in the three years they’d been together, had been fantasizing about this for hours, to the point he’d been semi-hard during the entire race.
They weren’t just celebrating Pandaveer’s win though.
Sila had finally graduated from Vail, which meant Bay no longer had a reason to stay there despite hating teaching. The only reason he’d lasted at all was because he complained if he left too soon, he wouldn’t get to see Sila on campus every day. Even though they hadn’t had a class together since the first semester of his sophomore year.
It was cute.
Kind of clingy, but Sila was okay with that, since he didn’t like it when Bay was out of his sight for longer than a few hours either. If anything, the years had strengthened this warped thing between them, tying them more tightly to one another. It was to the point the knot that bound them was so complex, Sila was pretty sure he wouldn’t be able to untangle it even if he wanted to.
Which he did not.
It would have been enough for them to go public with their relationship after Sila was no longer a student, but Bay still hadn’t wanted to stick around. The day after the graduation ceremony, he’d given his resignation letter. When asked what he planned to pursue next, he’d shrugged and said he’d figure it out eventually.
They weren’t in any rush. They’d made enough money off the races to live comfortably and Sila’s eventual paycheck from the hospital would only add to that. His residency started in less than a week and, even though Bay had been good and hadn’t complained, it’d been obvious he was dreading how busy that was going to make Sila.
Tonight was also meant to reassure him. His kitten was needy and required an abundance of care and attention.
And discipline.
Sila eased himself forward and slipped his cock between Bay’s lips, groaning when the professor—or, ex-professor—eagerly sucked him down. He’d removed his own clothing as well, and his skin felt flushed and hot in the closed garage which was all metal, cement, and one way glass. The glass was to allow them to see out but prevent anyone else from accidentally peeking in.
Which was good, considering he had Bay’s wrists bound at his narrow back with a zip tie he’d found earlier in the other guy’s tool box.
