“In the deepest glass of Adam’s Ale, tucked in by the most tattered sail, slumbers the catch, yet Lee Shore marries Gale leaving no life left in this tale.”
“And you can’t decipher it?”
“I think Ihavedeciphered it, I’m just not sure if I’m wrong.”
“It’s a riddle.You can always be wrong.”
“I can’t afford to be wrong!”
The loving strokes momentarily cease.
“We don’t have time for me to fuck this up again!We don’t have time for me to crack codes I don’t understand!We don’t have time for me to chase weather patterns that were only charted on paper and never transferred to the web!We don’t have time for me to hack into something that’s fucking unhackable because they didn’t have computerstohack into back then!”He doesn’t offer room for a counter notion.“How’s the legal loophole sitch?”His head lazily leans against the fluffy, white cloth couch pillow.“Find anything helpful?”
“Unfortunately, there are less ambiguous interpretations for crimes in their country, making it much more difficult debate or deliberate not only their definitions, but the consequencestoillegal actions that occur.Their laws are…much tighterthan ours.”
“How tight?”
“BNG Bank.”
“That’s one of the most secure banks in the world!”
“Yes, but notthemost secure; therefore, I’m not giving up.”Resuming sweet rubs mindlessly occurs.“I’ll never give up when it comes you, Zero.”
He attempts to smile; however, it struggles to spread across his face.
“Now, can wepleasewatch something other thanThe Desperate Houselionsof The Savannah?”
“But this is a good episode!”
“You say that every episode.”
“Yeah, but inthis onethey discuss how prides can get up to twenty-five lions!”
“Which is wild.”
This time a full fledge grin is thrown in my direction.“That was a dad joke.”
I casually lift his foot up towards my lips to plant a kiss on it.“Was it?”
“Def.”
Another lands on the side of his appendage.“You sure?”
His breath noticeably hitches prior to him replying, “Yeah…”
“Did you like it?” graces our ears in a throaty tone between additional kisses.
“I like that…” he practically pants.
“You like that…?”
“Master.”
“Such an obedient, little fuck toy,” I praise, fingers lightly teasing his ankle.“Be a good boy and move your laptop to the coffee table.”
There’s no hesitation to complete the action.
“And mine.”
