“What sounds great?” Silver and Kaz entered from the doorway to the garage. “You were taking a really long time. I got worried.”
“He got bored,” Kaz corrected, moving over to Nate to help him down from the counter. “All good, Pretty Boy?”
He nodded at him.
“Perfect.” Kaz turned to Nuri and bowed his head. “It’s nice to meet you, Nuri. I’m Kazimir.”
“My brother’s boyfriend,” Nuri smiled. “Yes. It’s nice to meet you too. We were just talking about grabbing lunch tomorrow. Will you join us? I’d love to get to know you better, and I’m sure Neve will say the same. She spoke highly of you the last time you dinned together.”
“She did?” Nate’s eyes widened.
“Why so shocked?” Kaz grunted. “I’m awesome. And yes, thank you, I’d love to come.”
“He can suggest the restaurant,” Silver stated, wrapping an arm around Nuri’s waist. “He knows this planet better than most. He helps run the damn thing, after all.”
“Fantastic,” Kaz agreed, holding his gaze challengingly.
“We’ll see you tomorrow then.” Nuri waved and took Silver’s hand, pulling him back toward the entrance to the garage, his voice dropping, though they were still able to pick up on his words. “You better have been nice to him while you were alone together. If I find out you were rude to my brother’s boyfriend, I’ll—”
Silver slammed the door shut behind them, cutting off the rest of that sentence.
“Hey,” Kazimir pulled Nate in, “you really okay?”
“Yeah, you?”
“Your brother-in-law is…interesting, to say the least.”
“Isn’t he though?”
He snorted. “I’m way better than he is.”
“Of course.”
“I hope that wasn’t sarcasm, Pretty Boy.”
“And if it was?” he teased. “What are you going to do about?” Nate wiggled his brow suggestively.
“You’re still healing,” Kaz reminded.
“Come on.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“A little pain never killed anybody.”
“Pretty Boy. That’s not funny.”
“So tie me up and teach me a lesson, Hotshot.” Nate pushed him away and took a step back toward the hall. “Or should I go find my glass toy and take what I need from that instead?”
Kaz tipped his head. “I threw that in the trash weeks ago. The fact you didn’t notice proves you know only I can give it to you the way you really want.”
“Give it to me then,” he insisted. “Please, Kaz.” His hand slipped down his front, stopping at the button of his jeans. “It’s been so long, I really need a reminder.”
“Reminder?” Kaz took a step closer.
“Yeah,” he nodded and smirked. “Of what it feels like to be stretched by your cock.”
Kazimir exhaled sharply. “Okay, Pretty Boy. Just remember, you asked for this. I’m going to make you scream and beg for me.”
