eye-roll emoji. I hope we can go back to the Bordello soon. We all need a bit of a stress relief. And to finish what we started.
Yes!
Vihaal was advised to forgo any strenuous activity for a week after the incident. They were both glad to have me return to the house. Vihaal was in a better mood, at least, until the end of the required sex fast. On the last day of his week-long abstinence, he came downstairs with his hair mussed and a determined look on his face.
He clapped his hands together when he saw Gideon and I watching the news.
“Okay. You and you,” he said, pointing at each of us. “On the floor, getting busy. I want to see cocks in mouths and fingers in asses. Chop chop.”
Gideon and I looked at each other then at Vihaal.
“What?” I said.
“But you’re not supposed to—” Gideon began.
“Yes, exactly. Which is why you and Angel will be doing all the work.On each other.” Vihaal sat himself in the armchair and looked at us expectantly. “Well? What are you waiting for?”
“But…this is going to turn you on, V,” Gideon said.
“Yes, I’m sure it will.”
“And you’re going to want to join in. And the instructions clearly say—”
Vihaal put a hand to his head. “I know what the instructions say. What theydon’tsay is that I can’t sit in a chair and watch my two partners get each other off.”
“Well, no, it doesn’t say that,” Gideon admitted. “But—”
“Gideon,” Vihaal said, in a tone that we both knew well. “If you don’t start doing something sexual with Angel in a moment, I’m going to put you over my lap for a spanking. And I thinkthatwould count as a vigorous activity, wouldn’t it?”
“V, we’re not in a fucking scene right now,” Gideon said. “You can’t just come down here and demand that we start going at it.” He crossed his arms over his chest. “So rude.”
Vihaal looked at me. I mean, I was game for it. But I could also see Gideon’s point.
“I mean, yeah,” I said.
“I’m sorry. I don’t know what’s wrong with me,” Vihaal said, putting his head in his hands.
Gideon’s expression softened. “Oh, V. I don’t think you’ve ever been forced to abstain before.”
“No. It’s cruel and horrible.”
“Anyway, you could have just asked,” Gideon said, his eyes softening.
Vihaal nodded, then lifted his head from his hands.
“Do you think,” he said, gazing back and forth between us. “That the two of you could perhaps do something incredibly depraved together…that I can watch? Please?”
I’d never seen Vihaal looking so contrite.
He continued. “It would mean the world to me.”
Gideon stepped forward and leaned down, bracing his hands on Vihaal’s parted thighs, and meeting his gaze.
“Has there been any more bleeding? Tell the truth.”
“No. None. I promise.”
“And you’re feeling okay?” Gideon asked.