He held up the tube. “This is sun cream. If you’re so insistent on going to school, this will have you back on your feet in less than an hour. Unless,” he tipped his head, “you enjoy feeling the results of having my cock inside of you.”
“I don’t like pain,” Rabbit corrected. “I’m not a weirdo.”
“Nothing weird about it,” Baikal corrected. “It’s just different. It’s okay if that’s not your style though, little bunny. It isn’t mine either. I don’t get off on inflicting pain.”
“Could have fooled me last night.”
“That’s not what it was about and you know it,” he said. “Last night was about teaching you who you belong to, but it’s starting to sound like you need another lesson. Now, come,” he patted his thigh a second time, “before I lose my patience and drag you over instead. Causing pain might not get me hard, but subduing you does. If you don’t choose quickly, I might decide to go another round before applying the sun cream.”
Rabbit sucked in a breath. “You can’t.”
“Want to bet?”
“No, I mean I really don’t think my body can handle anymore.”
“We can always find out.”
“Void.”
Baikal sneered. “Careful, Rabbit, or I’ll start to wonder if you’re doing it on purpose.”
They’d had sex another three times last night before he’d finally remembered to call out Baikal’s name during climax. It’d finally ended after that, with Rabbit a sobbing, wrecked bundle of frazzled, overly sensitive nerves. He’d passed out at some point, covered in tears, sweat, and come, but Baikal must have cleaned him up because there were no remnants of dried spunk anywhere on his person now.
Rabbit hadn’t noticed before, but as soon as he became aware of it, it was hard not to.
Baikal had taken the time to clean him…Rabbit’s gaze moved to the sun cream, but he refused to allow his thoughts to take him further. Void was a member of a dangerous mafia, of course he’d have potent medicine lying around in his bedroom. He probably got hurt all the time. Just because he’d run a wet washcloth over Rabbit in his sleep didn’t mean he’d gone out of his way to buy medicine.
“It’s new,” Baikal said, and though Rabbit didn’t think he’d figured out the train of his thoughts, it still had him gulping slightly.
Especially when the other meaning behind that fully registered.
If he’d purchased that ahead of time, that meant he’d always intended for the two of them to end up right here, in this room.
“How long?” he asked, voice shaking slightly. Hadn’t Void told him once before that this hadn’t started with the event in the cafeteria? At the time, Rabbit hadn’t paid that comment any mind, certain it’d been said to mess with him and nothing more, but now… “How long have you been planning this?”
“That depends on what you mean bythis,” Baikal told him. “If you’re asking how long I’ve wanted in that tight ass of yours—”
“How long have you been watching me?” He didn’t want the overly sexual comments, the ones he recognized Void used to try and throw him off the scent whenever he asked a question he didn’t want to answer. All this time, he’d skillfully played Rabbit to his own secret tune, just like he’d claimed he wanted to do last night, and Rabbit had been none-the-wiser.
Or, no, that wasn’t accurate.
He’d known, on some level, what was really going on. Of course he had. And he’d fought against it, to some extent, but…Rabbit, who’d never experienced passion before, had been idiotically curious, a cocky part of him certain he could handle whatever the Brumal Prince threw his way.
Oh, how wrong he’d been.
Rabbit couldn’t handle any of this. Not the way his body ached and not the strange prick of yearning taking root at the center of his chest. Part of him wanted to submit and obey, wanted to give in to whatever Baikal had planned next for them, just to see what that plan entailed.
Had he said he wasn’t a weirdo?
What a bold-faced lie that had been.
“A year,” Baikal admitted, and the sound of blood rushing through Rabbit’s ears almost drowned out the rest of his words. “I’ve been biding my time for a little over a year now.”
“Why?” That wasn’t the thing he should be asking, and yet that’s what came out when he found his voice.
“Why was I watching you, or why did I wait?” He chuckled. “Timing is everything and my life…It’s not uncomplicated.”
“How so?”
