Silver grabbed Nuri’s wrists and pinned them to the flimsy bathroom door. “Hold on.”
He rammed into him, practically crushing him between himself and the door as he quickened his thrusts, their conversation over as they were both lost to sensation. Silver tightened his hold on Nuri’s wrists, dropping his forehead to the back of his skull so that his hot breath as he groaned tickled the short hairs there.
Nuri shivered and cried out from both the friction of his hard dick caught between his stomach and the door and the stretch and burn of being filled. His toes curled and he opened his mouth to say something, anything really, but lost all ability to talk when the orgasm hit him.
He didn’t even care about how loud he was as he came, leaning into Silver when the Emperor peeled him off the door and wrapped his arms tightly around him as he chased his own release.
Silver pounded into him a few more times, holding him steady and upright even when Nuri went limp in his arms. A guttural sound escaped from him a moment later, and he bit down on Nuri’s shoulder again, the gasp that caused Nuri to make only seeming to heighten his pleasure as he emptied into him.
“What are the odds they didn’t hear any of that?” Nuri asked as soon as the two of them had come down enough for him to recall how speech worked.
Silver was busy licking the curve of his neck and peppering the spot between it and his shoulder with butterfly kisses. He always got like this after, clingy, as if a part of him feared Nuri was just using him for sex and would up and vanish the second they were finished.
The irony of that wasn’t lost on him. Nuri had worried that was all Silver had wanted from him in the beginning too, after all. He understood sometimes those doubts could creep up without any prompting, and so whenever the Emperor got like this, he typically ate it up and just let him do as he pleased.
But today was different.
“We’ve already been in here too long,” he said, tapping Silver’s arms to indicate he needed to release him. “Sir.”
He made a sound of protest. “That’s not what you call me.”
Nuri huffed. “Sir.”
“Nope.” He ground against Nuri’s ass, his cock already starting to grow semi-hard again. “We aren’t at the office, pet. I’m not the CEO or the emperor when we’re together like this. I’m just—”
“Silver,” Nuri gave in, smiling even though he knew the other guy couldn’t see from where he still stood behind him.
The Emperor hugged him closer, pleased.
“Silver?” he made his voice saccharine sweet, and then once he was sure he had his full attention, stated more firmly, “Let go.”
He let out a whine but finally released him, stepping away to collect their clothing from where they’d tossed it over the edge of the tub and the sink counter. Without having to say it, they both understood they no longer had time for a shower and were super late to breakfast as it was, so he helped Nuri dress and then threw his own clothing back on.
When he reached for him, Nuri slapped his hand away and held up a finger. “Behave.”
“How did I never realize what a tease you are?” Silver asked, winking when that earned him a glare.
Nuri opened the door and stepped out into the hall, pulling at the ends of the plain white dress shirt he was wearingin an attempt to smooth out the wrinkles they’d just created. As he headed down the short hallway, he started concocting all sorts of lame excuses he could give to his siblings, but when he turned the corner, he paused with a frown.
The kitchen was empty.
“Didn’t we agree to eat together?” Silver asked when he arrived, scanning the room for any signs of them, as if there was even a remote possibility they could have hidden in the tight space.
“There’s a note.” Nuri went to the kitchen table and pressed the button on the communication strip that had been left there.
The device lit up a light blue color and then a second later the sound of his siblings' prerecorded voices came directly from it, filling the room.
“Gross,” Nate said. “You’re so loud, I bet you guys can’t even hear us leaving this message.”
“But we can certainly hear you,”Neve’s voice came next, mumbling the words but doing nothing to contain her mocking disgust.
“Since you guys are clearly already eating—”
“Ew! I can’t believe you just said that!”
“—We’re going to go on ahead without you. And try to keep it in your pants when lunchtime comes around. This isn’t very royal of either of you.”
“Technically,”Neve corrected,“they’re both Imperials.”
