He was only thirty-nine, healthy as an ox, and built like a beast. He wouldn’t say that he was smoking hot, but women seemed to fall all over themselves trying to get him to take them out back. Whether it was because they wanted to get fucked by the leader of the ShadowVipers, or because they just couldn’t stand his smoldering good looks, Marcus liked to believe it was because of the latter.
After washing the dishes and watching a few episodes of mindless TV, Marcus excused himself for the night and left Gavin sitting on the floor, playing with his new buddy.
Back in his bedroom, he closed the door behind him—something he hadn’t done since the night Gavin moved in—and stripped down to his underwear.
“Ahh, that’s much better.” Marcus moaned as he lay on his bed, spreading his arms and legs wide, enjoying the coolness of his satin sheets against his warm, mostly naked body.
It didn’t take him long to drift off to sleep, only to be woken up by a gentle knock at his door.
The knock was so quiet that at first, he thought he had imagined it.
Hearing the knock again, he opened his eyes and looked at the clock on his nightstand.
It was just after midnight.
Somehow, he had managed to get at least an hour’s sleep.
“Marcus?” Gavin’s voice called ever so quietly from behind his door.
At least the boy was knocking. He half expected him to barge right in and make himself at home.
“Yeah?” Marcus asked, counting down the seconds until… yup, right on schedule.
The door slowly opened, letting in the soft light from the living room.
“What is it, Gavin?” Marcus asked, turning his head toward the door.
Gavin stood in the doorway, holding his new friend in nothing but his underwear.
“So, I was trying to sleep, but this little guy keeps whining. I think he misses his big daddy.”
Marcus tried not to laugh. The excuses this kid was coming up with.
“Oh, is that so?”
“Yup. I told him that you needed your beauty rest and that a man of a certain age needed to go to bed early so his brittle bones and muscles could rest, butpuppyhere refuses to listen. He says that he misses his daddy and wants to cuddle with him… just for a bit.” Gavin held up the little runt, who whined and looked at him with sad puppy eyes that strangely matched the ones thatlittle daddywas giving him as well.
Like daddy, like son.
“Just for a bit?” Marcus asked, like he actually believed the kid.
“Yup. Ten, fifteen minutes tops.”
“And then, puppy will go back to his room?”
Gavin nodded enthusiastically.
“That includes puppy’s daddy, as well?”
This time, Gavin just stared at him. He played with his fingers as he cradled the pup in his arms.
Letting out a huff, Marcus tossed open the sheet next to him and waited for Gavin to slide in.
“But the puppystays on top of the covers. I don’t want dog smell rubbing up against my junk and stuff,” Marcus growled, watching as Gavin slid in next to him and dropped the puppy on the outer side of the bed.
Gavin slid his back up against Marcus’s side and turned to face his puppy, who was quickly snuggling into the warm sheet around him.
Rolling his eyes, Marcus turned onto his side so he was facing Gavin’s back and wrapped his arm around Gavin’s naked body.
