“Hey, Kitten,” a rich, unfamiliar voice replied.
Bay frowned. “Who is this?”
“Who do you want me to be?”
He headed down the narrow hallway off to the right of the room they were eating in and found a small side room that was left empty just before the bathrooms. There was a small red sofa against the far wall and a mural of a goldfish in a box, but that was it.
“I don’t have time for prank calls,” Bay said as he entered the room. “If this is a student—“
“Ah,” the voice interrupted. “You want me to be a student? That your type, Kitten?”
“Why do you—” Bay paused and considered it, figuring it out a moment later. He made a soft sound of understanding without thinking.
“I’m glad you got the reference,” the voice told him. “Pandaveer is a bit too wordy. Not a great pet name. Why’d you choose it? Just because of your speed on the racetrack?”
This person knew who he was and what he did on the side and every single one of his coworkers were right down the hall…Running a hand through his hair, he nibbled on his bottom lip momentarily as he tried to think of what to do.
“Relax,” the voice ordered. “This isn’t a threat. That’s not why I called.”
“Why did you call?” Bay wasn’t sure how to proceed. He’d never really bothered planning for what he’d do if he was discovered because he’d figured that would also count as losing his personal game, but now that he was met with that very real possibility, he didn’t want to go out that way.
“It looked like you could use the help.”
His spine straightened. “You’re here? Watching me again?”
Was this another teacher? Only professors of Vail had been in the private room with him. If one of his coworkers knew what he got up to afterhours he was screwed.
“I’m always watching. That should please you, actually. You’re about to have company.”
“What—” The line went dead before Bay could finish asking what he meant by that and a second later the sound of heavy footfalls had him spinning back toward the doorway. When Castle stumbled in a second later, Bay felt himself go cold.
“There you are.” Castle smiled at him and shot forward, grabbing onto Bay’s arms with a surprising amount of strength. In the next instant, he had him tossed up against the nearest wall, his muscular form flattening itself over Bay’s chest so the scent of alcohol permeated the air he was breathing. “You’re such a tease. Going to get you tonight though, I know you want it.”
“I do not!” Bay tried shoving him away, but the other man was much larger than he was and his struggles weren’t nearly enough to dislodge him. For a flash, he was reminded of the latest porn he’d watched. The script had been written so an older male had tied up a younger one and flogged him, then forced him to take his cock even though he kept saying no. It’d been hot to Bay when he’d been watching it, but that was because he’d been picturing Sila doing those same dirty things to him.
Not Castle.
He’d begun to think he was sick in the head, considering he was into watching people cut each other for pleasure, but guess he still had standards after all. Go figure.
“What the hell is wrong with you?!” he shoved at Castle again. “Help!”
Castle slapped a palm over Bay’s mouth hard enough it stung. “Quit it.”
When Bay felt something hard bump against his stomach he stilled and, in his messed-up state, Castle misinterpreted his reaction.
“There you go,” he chuckled. “I knew you wanted it. Feel that?” He rubbed that bulge against Bay, somehow missing when that caused Bay to literally gag. “I’ll give it to you good, baby, just you wait.”
Suddenly, the light went off and the sound of a door slamming shut had Bay jumping.
Castle grunted and then his disgusting weight was gone. The sounds of a struggle filled the room, not lasting nearly long enough, before the door was yanked open and Castle’s body was tossed out into the hall where it landed in a heap.
He didn’t get back up again. Didn’t so much as twitch.
The light remained off in the room, keeping things too dark for Bay to see who was there with him and he was too distracted staring at Castle’s limp form to notice whoever it was making its way toward him until it was too late.
The person flipped him so he was facing the wall, forcing him back against that hard surface faster than he could blink.
Bay slammed his head back, knocking into the stranger’s chin, but he wasn’t released.
