Vincent glowered at Zach. “No.”
“Aww, you’re no fun,” Zach huffed.
“Tell me you’re going to tie me up and spank me.”
Zach whistled.
Vincent turned a heated gaze on Jasper. When he spoke his voice was deeper and his words were softened by longer vowels. “I’m going to string you up, spank you till you scream, and take my time tormenting you.”
Jasper’s pants were suddenly a bit too tight. “That was really hot, Sir.”
Zach nodded. “Definitely going to help you get laid tonight.”
“I do not need help getting laid,” Vincent replied, still with an accent, and Jasper grinned.
“No, but if you talk to me like that in a scene, I might not be able to control myself.”
“You two are so disgusting,” Zach cooed. “I like him,” he said to Vincent. “Much better than fuckface.”
Jasper couldn’t control his reflexive sneer. “You mean douche canoe?”
“Oh, you’ve met him.”
“Unfortunately.” And he hoped it was the only time since he still wanted to punch the bastard in the face.
Zach rubbed Jasper’s arm. “Don’t worry. You’re prettier.”
“Don’t encourage him.”
“Yes, encourage me,” Jasper said, leaning into Zach with a forlorn sigh. “Master Vincent is so mean to me.”
Zach gasped and wrapped his arms tight around Jasper as he glared at Vincent. “How dare he torment such a sweet soul.”
Vincent tipped his head back. “I knew I would regret this. Just so you know, I only came so I could borrow Ash for the photo shoot.”
“And here I thought you were going to ask for new furniture.”
“I might have before you turned my sub against me.”
Zach made a shooing motion at Vincent. “Oh, go bother Ash with your photo ideas and spare us your foul mood.”
Vincent eyed them both with suspicion but finally stood and went back to the kitchen.
Jasper watched him go, though he wasn’t nearly as apprehensive about being left alone as he was a few minutes ago. Zach poked his cheek, and he turned his head. “What?”
“Ohhh, nothing. Just glad to see he found someone who makes him happy.”
He tried not to let that go to his head. “How do you know?”
Zach snorted and flicked his fingers. “’Cause I’ve seen him miserable. Even with fuckface he was miserable, but in a different way.” He sighed and propped their shoulders together. “Please tell me you’re a brat. He needs a proper brat in his life.”
Jasper couldn’t stop his grin, and Zach cackled.
“I knew it,” he said, lifting his hand for a fist bump. “So, here’s what you wanna do….”
Chapter 13
JASPER WASN’Tsure if he should be more amazed or terrified of Zach. It was clear he had years more experience than Jasper and was knowledgeable about kink, especially about being a brat, which wasn’t surprising. He didn’t know Doms could be brats, but now that he thought about it, Vincent being a dick was basically brat behavior. Maybe that was why they got along so well.
