Page 90 of Learning to Change

Joel snickered then moved his face higher and wiggled it right over Tate’s groin. “Naughty and nice.”

Tate couldn’t seem to decide if he was going to moan or laugh, and ended up doing both. “Cheeky boy.”

But he rewarded the cheeky boy by reaching down and giving his pajama-clad bottom a pop. “Don’t distract me. I came in to ask what movie you guys wanted to watch now that I’m done.”

Popping up, Joel pressed his hands right over Tate’s erection and pretended not to notice. “All done? Bad people all done?”

The charitable way to describe what had happened was that there was a misunderstanding about who was supposed to finish a paper that was part of a group project.

Tate had not been very charitable about any of it.

“Some people are just stupid.” Tate shook his head as he frowned. “And bad liars. God.”

Nodding slowly, Joel sighed. “Tate gets a reward.”

Probably for not killing anyone.

He might’ve looked like a frat boy, but he was slightly obsessive about his grades. But at the moment, he was using all those smarts to read right through Joel’s innocent routine. “Do you think I deserve a reward? I was very polite when I ignored the bullshit he was spewing and the paper is better now that I finished it.”

He was so modest.

Joel giggled but I had a feeling Tate’s confidence was something he loved best about Tate. “Yes. Big rewards.”

Giving Tate an innocent-looking thinking face, Joel started wagging his ass like he had a tail and then moving his hands back and forth in an opposite rhythm.

Still right over Tate’s cock, though.

Tate managed not to moan, but it was a close call. Joel was still pretending to ignore it as he hummed and smiled. “Cookies. Movie time. Snuggles and kisses.”

Making another exaggerated thinking sound, Joel continued to wag his ass back and forth. “Tate be Master Tate?”

Yep, I knew something like that had been in the works.

Tate looked thoughtful and barely moaned as Joel continued his strategic wiggles. “I could ask for cookies?”

Giggles escaped Joel but he played along and tried to get them under control. “Yep. Master Tate good boy.”

They were both having a wonderful time but I couldn’t help wondering how long they were going to drag out the teasing. It felt like I was the one being edged, and I didn’t appreciate it. I also didn’t know where the game was going. I thought I did…but they liked surprising me.

“And I could ask to pick the movie?” Tate was enough of a control freak that I thought his enjoyment of his reward was genuine.

“Big special reward.” Joel continued his wiggles but punctuated his words with a cheek kiss. “Big.”

“Yes, I can see it’s a big reward.” Tate barely cut back a moan as he returned Joel’s cheek kiss. “Thank you.”

“Welcome.” Wearing a beaming smile, Joel seemed to be in no hurry to move and it was starting to make me wonder if Tate’s pain tolerance was higher than I’d realized.

“Snuggles and kisses are good too, but I think I get those just because.” Narrowing his eyes at Joel as the brat giggled, Tate huffed. “You can’t claim those as rewards.”

I wasn’t sure what Joel was thinking, but he found something hilarious and could barely get his response out. “Big big reward.”

Rolling his eyes, Tate gave him a very well-delivered you’re crazy look. “No. That’s my regular reward for being Master Tate.”

And he’d smoothly shifted the reward debate.

Amazing.

Joel appreciated it too based on the pitch his giggles got to. “Hmm…Special Master Tate?”

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