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Zorin’s brain seemed to have stopped working completely, so Shiloh let out a shaky breath as he held on to his Daddy’s shoulders. “He…he understands. He knows the rule. No touching. His…his cock belongs to you.”

“I’m glad. Otherwise I’ll have to think of consequences for his actions.” I was going to keep the threat vague to drive Zorin crazy and keep him distracted, but Shiloh must’ve filled in some of the options because Zorin’s eyes went wide.

“What?” Zorin froze, somehow making them both unsteady, but they had a Master with amazing reflexes and I caught both of them before Shiloh tipped over. Blinking and somehow not seeming to understand what happened, Zorin frowned as he noticed my hand on his arm and that I was halfway off the couch. “Thank you?”

Shiloh’s giggles filled the room as he finally placed both feet firmly on the floor. “Sorry, Daddy.”

Yes, he had clearly been too helpful at the wrong time and his apologetic shrug said he knew that.

“I…” Looking around, Zorin focused on Shiloh’s feet and carefully helped take off the other shoe before finishing his thought. When Shiloh was steady again, Zorin let out a deep breath. “I will have questions about that later.”

Me too because I needed to know what Shiloh had teased him about that had gotten such a strong reaction.

Shiloh couldn’t help giggling again as he nodded and leaned down to give his Daddy a quick kiss on the cheek. “Okay.”

Whatever Zorin felt or heard through their bond had Zorin peeking over at me, not being nearly as subtle as he thought he was. Still, I did my best to give him the illusion that I had not noticed his behavior. “Shiloh? Are you going to fall over if I let Zorin take your pants off? Shoes should not be this exciting.”

He tried not to laugh but his grin spread across his face. “Shoes were more exciting than I thought. Sorry, Master.”

My stern expression had him pressing his lips together to keep his giggles inside. When he finally controlled himself, he stood straighter. “It’s Daddy’s turn for shoes.”

Raising one eyebrow, I sighed. “I’m going to have him sit down on the couch for that.”

I was hilarious, but Zorin was still too distracted to appreciate how funny I was. Shiloh seemed to give him a mental prompt that had him glancing around and quickly standing up, though. “Yes. My shoes.”

Shiloh had performed the Earth behavior of blowing his Daddy’s mind.

He did his best to look innocent as he helped Zorin sit down on the couch. Shiloh even widened his eyes and knelt sweetly to do his best to distract me.

Manipulating his Daddy was one thing, but it seemed like I needed to set boundaries around that behavior when it came to me. So I focused on the bond and mentally brought my hand down on his bottom. His wide-eyed expression and squeak were an amazing reaction but my favorite part was the way he fell back on his ass.

Zorin was still wonderfully distracted by whatever images he was hiding from our bond, so I kept my stern gaze on Shiloh. “Stop teasing your Daddy or I’m going to ask what you were telling him.”

Faint giggles came through the bond he tried to tighten but he wasn’t fast enough to hide them all as he scrambled to sit up again and focused on taking off his Daddy’s shoes. “I’ll be good.”

No, but he would try to be more subtle next time.

Zorin wasn’t subtle either, especially as his brain processed everything. He stared at me, clearly wanting to ask questions of some sort. We’d shifted into a type of distraction I couldn’t decide was good or bad, so I changed my plans. “Stand up, Zorin.”

Shiloh looked sheepish, but still aroused, so he liked whatever he’d said too.

“Sorry, Master.”

His quiet words through the bond had me wanting to laugh, but I did my best to hide that from him.

“Little distractions for your Daddy. Not big ones where he will have questions.”

His sigh was adorable.

“I forgot that part, but I didn’t scare him.”

For the love of the ancestors.

“I know, little Earthling.”

Nodding as Zorin rose, I sent him a pleased feeling as he moved to stand in front of me. “Ask me your questions.”

We couldn’t continue with him stuck on whatever he’d been teased about. But asking him about it seemed to startle him even more, so I’d nearly stripped him completely by the time he blinked and the thoughts organized themselves. “Some Dominant partners lock penises away or even punish them when rules are not followed.”