Of course. This fear of self-combusting significantly increased as I looked down to realize that Aster was now completely naked! And of course, my eyes were glued to the sight as it swung freely, making my eyes widen in what was no doubt a comical way. I wondered if I looked like a cartoon, and my eyes actually stretched out toward the appendage, making me question if it was an extra limb.
“Holy shit balls… is that a weapon! What are you planning on doing with that thing? Bludgeoning someone to death?!” I stammered in shock horror, and I must admit, a great ton of curiosity. I even found myself turning my head before lookingdown at my forearm, lifting it slightly as if that would help with the comparison. As for Aster, I had never seen anyone turn so red. Before he uttered a single word, he turned back and disappeared inside his tent.
I then looked up at Theron, got close to his ear and whispered, “I just saw his cock. Did you see it?”
I watched as his lips rolled inward as if he was trying not to laugh before agreeing, “I did.”
“It was impressive,” I added, and the sound he made was definitely of the non-committal kind. Which was precious when that curiosity monster sprang up again and had me whispering my next question.
“Is your cock that impressive?”I pulled back to see him smirking at me, and his only answer was the bad boy wink I got which nearly made my panties weep and beg for mercy.
Seconds later, Aster reemerged, his weapon now safely concealed, making me ask, “Do you have a permit for it?”
He ignored me and, well, I couldn’t really blame him, seeing as he had other things on his mind.
“Alex,” he growled, voice rough with fury and fear that he wasn’t even trying to hide.
“What happened to you? Where were you?!”
I blinked at him, then grinned.
“Aster, my good man, how the devil are you?” I chirped brightly, ignoring the whole ‘massive cock’ thing. I was also unsure where the posh English accent came from, and from the looks of things, he had no clue either.
His eyes widened just slightly, confusion slicing through panic.
“Why are you smiling?”
I held up a finger as if delivering a very important announcement.
“Because,” I said, drawing the word out, “there is another handsome man.”
Aster froze.
Theron’s shoulders shook once, the hint of amusement he was trying very hard to smother. Aster’s gaze flicked to him, then back to me, then to Theron again as if his brain couldn’t decide which part of this situation was the most wrong.
He got a bit closer, and I told him, “And it’s you, Boop.” I booped my finger to his nose.
He jerked back like he had been stung and asked, “Is she drunk?”
I waved my hand. “Noooo, I amnotdrunk. Sheesh, get a load of this guy,” I said, jerking my thumb, but doing it the wrong way, indicating to Theron, not Aster, which I then tried to rectify by twisting in his hold. Theron didn’t express that this wasn’t helpful, he just adjusted his hold and secured me to him tighter so I wouldn’t fall.
“What… is wrong with her?” Aster asked, as if he were trying to comprehend what he was seeing.
“Nothing,” I replied cheerfully, then leaned forward and reached for Aster’s face, patting his cheek with the kind of affection reserved for toddlers and beloved pets. His head jerked back instinctively, and I gasped as if he had offended me.
“Don’t be rude,” I scolded. “I’m complimenting you.”
“A compliment,” Aster repeated, voice strangled.
I nodded enthusiastically.
“Yes. You’re very handsome. And Tiffany is one lucky lady, and you love her,” I said, winking… but then again, I could have just been blinking both eyes in rapid movement.
Aster made a sound like he had been stabbed.
Theron, to his credit, did not laugh out loud, but I felt the tremor of it in his chest. Felt the way his breath hitched, like he was holding back something that wanted to break free.
“I don’t… I mean, she doesn’t…” Aster began, teeth grinding, “I do not love her,” he stated as if his teeth were about to shatter.
