“What?” Scott asked smiling, and Quintus refused to look at the cute dimples in his cheeks.
"I'm serious. Every time we talk about your family, you start doing things to distract me.”
“That’s because, kitty, I don’t want to think about my family when I have you naked underneath me.”
“Well, I see your point there.”
“So, let’s put the family talk off for another day and concentrate on us.”
“What do you have in mind?”
“How about we play with the new toy I got today?”
“New toy?” Quintus’s interest was piqued.
"Yes," Scott said, getting off him and walking across the room. He picked up the pants he’d had on earlier.
Quintus rolled over onto his stomach and let his eyes rove up and down the vampire’s body. Fuck, he was sexy.
Who knew I had a thing for muscles and tattoos?
“What are you looking at?” Scott asked.
“Just admiring the view.”
“Well, then take a picture. It will last longer.”
“I think I will,” Quintus said, getting off the bed to reach for his cellphone, but was stopped when Scott spoke.
“Or I can take a picture of you.”
“What the hell are you up to?”
"Go in the playroom, and I'll show you." He pulled out a cellphone from one of the pockets and waved it in his hand. "I believe you promised me pictures.”
He swallowed audibly. “What kind of pictures are we talking here?”
“Ones that will be for my eyes only, kitty. Go into the playroom, and wait for me.”
“Do you even know how to use a cellphone?”
“I dislike technology, kitty. I never said I don’t know how to use it.”
“And what about the no cellphone in the playroom rule,” said raising a brow.
“When it comes to you, I find myself breaking my own rules,” Scott answered.
“Are you saying I’m your weakness?” Quintus asked. His cock grew hard as he watched the cocky smirk cross Scott’s mouth.
“Yes. Now, go to the playroom and wait for me. I have plans for us tonight.”
Quintus nodded. “As you wish,” he answered and then got off the bed, not even attempting to hide his erection. He could only imagine what Scott was up to. The thought of posing erotically for his mate and dominant, turned him on so much he hoped for a second round of fucking.
Fucking sneaky, sexy ass bastard.
* * *
Scott smiled looking downat the picture he’d take of Quintus a few nights ago.
