The corner of his mouth turned up. “How do you plan on doing that?”
He leaned in and pressed his lips against the curve of his ear. “By fucking you on top of them again.”
“Bargaining?” Rabbit asked.
“Always.”
He pretended to think it over then, “Okay.”
Without wasting any more time, Baikal tossed Rabbit over his shoulder, shoved the door open, and carried him through the mansion up to the second floor.
Where he proceeded to prove to Rabbit that there was, in fact, nothing wrong with the sheets.
Epilogue:
9 Months Later
Baikal grabbed him around the waist and pulled Rabbit back, forcing him down directly onto his thick cock.
Rabbit gasped and tossed his head back as he slid down, that slightly curved crown rubbing against his prostate on the way in. He momentarily forgot he was pretending to resist, too blissed out just sitting there, before he felt the other man’s chest rumble in laughter behind him.
“Keep playing, little bunny,” Baikal cooed, wrapping his arms tightly around Rabbit’s waist to hold him steady as he flicked his hips. “You stop and I stop. That was the deal.”
He hated this deal. It was a dumb deal.
Why the hell had he suggested it?
He shook as he lifted the beiska again, resting it on his right shoulder. It was one of the first gifts Void had gotten him. A surprise one night, given at random. The left-handed beiska was made of even better material than his original instrument, and though he was still adjusting and learning how to play it this way again, he’d managed to successfully unlock most of the same colors he could when he played right-handed.
Rabbit had decided to stick with music, though he wasn’t as certain about becoming a professional musician, at least not at the same caliber his mother had been. Right now, leaving the planet wasn’t high on his to-do list, not when he had everything he could ever want or need right here.
Including the cock currently fucking into him.
His fingers strummed at the strings blindly as he bit down on his bottom lip to keep himself from moaning. He’d long since given up on trying to play anything real, mostly just picking at strings here and there, enough to keep Baikal moving and that was all.
They were in his practice room on campus, seated on the stool in the center of the room. Baikal’s shadows kept the windows blocked and he’d locked the door when they’d entered, but it wouldn’t be long before someone came looking for them if they didn’t pick up the pace.
“We’ve got to be out there in ten minutes,” Baikal reminded as if reading his mind. “Better hurry up.”
“I should be the one saying that,” he countered. “You’re the one in control.”
In response to that, Baikal shifted off the chair and shoved Rabbit forward so he was bent over. Then he lined himself up and thrust back into him. His hand smoothed down Rabbit’s spine before he delivered a harsh slap to his left ass cheek. “I don’t hear music, little bunny.”
Rabbit made an annoyed sound and then went back to plucking random strings. He was so close. He just wanted—
Baikal’s hand came around and he palmed Rabbit’s balls, the touch barely anything at all.
But it was enough.
Rabbit screamed and came, almost collapsing to the ground from the force of it, held up by Void’s arms wrapped around his waist.
Baikal hit his orgasm soon after, and the two of them crumpled to the ground in a tangled heap.
They’d had sex that morning before Rabbit had left for university, which had only been about five hours ago. Not that this was the first time Void had snuck in here to fuck him during school hours, but today was meant to be different. Special.
“We have to get up,” Rabbit said, only to have Baikal groan and tug him in closer.
The Brumal King was spooning him and seemed far too comfortable for their current predicament.
