“The ceremony starts in twenty minutes and we were meant to have already been there,” Rabbit reminded, tugging at Baikal’s arms in an attempt to get him to release him. “Void. Seriously. I don’t want to miss it.”
He huffed. “Fine.”
“It’s our college graduation.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
“It’s important,” Rabbit continued to argue as the two of them stood and began to clean off.
“Not as important as being inside of you,” Baikal said.
“Which you just were.”
“I could go again.”
“Absolutely not.” Rabbit yanked up his pants pointedly and crossed the room to get their graduation gowns. Taking a second to appreciate the ink over the back of Baikal’s shoulder before he handed his to him.
“See something you like?” Baikal teased as he tossed on his shirt and quickly did up the buttons.
The Shout tattoo he’d gotten with his father’s ashes was the same design as the one on the necklace he’d given him. A one-line rabbit in motion.
Rabbit was wearing that necklace now, and the matching symbols always made him feel weirdly connected.
“You said you used to call me tiny obsession in your head,” Rabbit clicked his tongue. “A tiny obsession wouldn’t result in permanence of any kind, and yet here you are with my namesake inked onto your skin. You remember when you told me it was too late for me? In actuality, it was too late for you.”
“You’re right,” Baikal agreed. “You burrowed into me the first time I saw you. I was never going to let you go.”
Not wanting things to get too serious—because that always led back to Baikal making a move and Rabbit giving in to lust—he motioned at the gown. “Hurry up.”
They were sandy gold with pearl accents, and he couldn’t help but smile when Baikal put his on. “It’s not very you, is it?”
“Does that mean we can skip and screw again after all?”
“No.” He adjusted his sash and then winked suggestively. “But maybe we can once we get home after.”
“Promises, Rabbit,” Baikal said, “don’t make them if you don’t plan on keeping them.”
“Since when have I broken a promise with you?”
Void grinned, far too pleased. “Never.”
“Exactly.”
“Say it again.”
Rabbit had made the mistake of confessing his love during climax the other night, and ever since, Baikal had been obsessed with hearing him repeat it. He rolled his eyes and picked his instrument off the floor and set it on its stand. “No.”
Living together at the Void estate was going well. Even more surprising was the fact that Rabbit had adjusted quickly to life among the Brumal. It helped that everyone was duty-bound to show him respect since he was dating their Dominus, but he’d also made friends with most of the guys closest to Void.
He had a home and friends, and in the next half hour, he’d also have a diploma.
If he ever got out of this room that was.
“Void. Move.”
“Not until you say it.”
“Seriously?”
