“I’ll plate,” Skylar says, turning off the heat behind me and kissing my shoulder. “Go play with Princess Sunny. We need to screen in the back porch soon so she can get some outside time.”
“That’s a good idea,” I admit, walking over to where Princess is pouncing and barking at Koen as he plays with her. “Is he going to wear you out, baby?”
“Is Edna watching her today?” Koen asks as I sit across from him.
“Yes. I’m going to interview some dog walkers. She doesn’t do a lot of walking outside right now, so it would be more playing with her. I don’t want her to be lonely while we’re at work.”
“Puppy daycare should be a thing,” Koen mutters. “But then, we don’t want her to catch a cold from the other dogs.”
“Ew. I didn’t think germs were something to worry about,” I say, feeling worried.
“She got her shots, which means it shouldn’t be. Princess is a sweet little baby,” Koen says.
“Come eat,” Skylar says, smirking as we give Princess kisses before heading to the island.
Princess curls up in the dog bed we have in the corner of the kitchen, yawning before she falls asleep.
“Honestly, I think she may sleep a lot today,” Koen says. “We can play with her in between things. It’ll keep her happy and sleepy.”
“Do you really think Edna won’t mind?” I ask, starting to worry.
“She’ll have her leash. Edna can walk her around the rink. Princess will be excited to explore a new place,” Skylar says. “We need to be able to know she’ll be well taken care of. I’ll help you interview people, and we’ll have them come to the rink to speak with them.”
“Well, you are scary,” I admit, picking up my fork to eat. Thank goodness I didn’t burn anything. It all tastes good. “Please feel free to growl often and frown to help weed out the bad eggs.”
“I’m delightful as fuck,” Skylar retorts, smirking as he continues to eat. “We’ll bring Princess one of your sweatshirts so she won’t miss you too much, one of Koen’s blankets, and a few toys. She’ll also need some treats. We need to come home for our nap, so we’ll feed her at home.”
“Why doesn’t she get anything of yours?” Koen asks, raising his brow as he finishes his food.
“Because I fully plan to snuggle her when no one else is looking,” he confesses with a shrug.
“Sneaky fucker,” I laugh. “Back to the grind we go.”
“Same shit, different day, but we’re living the dream,” Skylar says. “I’ll do the dishes. Go shower while I bring Princess upstairs. She’ll freak out if she finds herself alone.”
It happened last night when we went upstairs to help Koen do some painting. Princess tried to jump the fence when she realized she was alone downstairs. I checked the cameras to check on her and found our sweet girl freaking the fuck out.
I jogged downstairs to place her outside the nest, and she curled up with a judgemental huff to watch us.
I guess she understands boundaries pretty well, which means Koen is perfectly fine with her hanging out to watch us work. Yesterday was stressful for him. I’m not surprised he wanted the comfort of his nest, though the fact that he asked for our help shocked me.
The initial shock aside, I think he handled being outed with more grace than most people would have. Sky and I meant what we said. We didn’t plan on making our relationship public yet, not because we aren’t all in, but rather it wasn’t our call to make.
We play hockey. It doesn’t mean our lives are meant for public consumption. I’m sure we made a few enemies of the press for putting them in their place and calling out bad behavior, it just means we need to continue to ingratiate ourselves with our fans.
Heading upstairs with Koen, I push him against the wall to kiss him deeply. Groaning, he presses his cock against my thigh, and I easily pick him up as I continue walking into the bathroom.
“No one said anything about not having a side quest while showering,” I murmur, turning on the water as I continue to devour his lips.
I can feel his ass slicking all over my dick as I rock against him, and I wonder if I’ll be able to fuck him. We haven’t done much since his heat.
“Are you going to stick your fat cock in my ass?” he gasps, his eyes slightly unfocused. “That would be a fun way to start the day.”
“It would,” I growl, stepping into the shower with him. “I think we should make a point of knotting and breeding your sweet pussy every morning, don’t you think?”
“Why is that so hot?” he whimpers.
Licking up his throat, I reach between us to push my fingers into his tight ass.
