“See? Remus wasn’t lying. It was the kitten you saw run out from under the wardrobe. He was shy, and he hid under your bed. I think he was tapping a couple of your marbles around too.”
“I told you no monsters would come back,” said Remus. “In fact, your room is so safe, that’s probably why the kitten came. They like quiet bedrooms to sleep in where they don’t have to chase out monsters first.”
“What do you say to Remus since he didn't lie?” Sébastien gently prodded.
“I’m sorry.” Éloïse went around Sébastien’s knees to hug Remus. “We can keep him?”
“Of course.”
“Forever?”
“Yep.”
They had to pick a name, and Sébastien suggested Void since the kitten was pure black. Éloïse liked it, and Remus said it perfectly fit him.
When Milly opened the doors and windows earlier, the kitten must have slipped in and hidden. Perhaps the smell of food had attracted him, but he'd been scared. Later, when they’d been teaching Éloïse a simple card game in their sitting room before she went to bed, he’d hidden under the wardrobe and maybe even had a little cat nap. Her getting up for the privy had woken and spooked him.
Remus fetched a little saucer of milk for him to lap at and said Milly would have to make him a little fish. He was a bit skinny. Thrilled with their family member, Éloïse wanted him to sleep in her room. Remus said she had to be careful to not roll over on him, and they made him a small nest with a spare blanket. With a belly full of milk, Void stretched out on it and seemed quite content with Éloïse stroking his side.
Once Remus and Sébastien were back in bed, they cuddled up to each other.
“Now we’ve got another pet besides Whisper, and Void seems to trust her already,” said Remus. “It’s funny how things happen.”
“We need to get you a dog.”
“Maybe later,” said Remus. “I don’t think Milly will like a dog running around underfoot.”
“I've got Whisper, and she's got Void. You always wanted a dog as a kid.”
“I know, but I like cats too, and Void might not appreciate a dog. When we go to Rowland later, we’ll decide, okay? This house is kind of small for more pets.”
“All right.
There is something else I’d like.” He slipped his hand into the waist of Sébastien’s sleep pants. “You being naked would be a good start.”
“Then take off my clothes.”
Chapter Nine
They’d decided they’d go a week without sex of any kind before the wedding and make it special on their wedding night.
They made it until the morning of. Since Éloïse was distracted by Maxime and Lord Rochefort downstairs, they had time. Sébastien offered to suck his cock after they’d bathed since oral would be quicker and neater.
Like Remus could say no to that.
He leaned back on his elbows as Sébastien took him down to the root after a few minutes of sucking, and he damn near blew right then. Sébastien set a good pace where he could breathe and take it all in. Remus watched his shaft repeatedly disappear between his lips and tensed his hips, feeling his tongue glide along the underside.
“Shit. I’m so close.”
Sébastien pulled back to focus on the crown while he gripped and jerked near the base with his hand.
“I’m about to-” Remus warned him.
“Cum down my throat.”
Those simple, dirty words seemed to send him over the age. Sébastien took him down to the root again. Remus tried to not strain upward and keep quiet even though the orgasm was almost too much for a second, and Sébastien looked so damn beautiful as he peered up at Remus from under his pale eyelashes.
His throat moved as he swallowed, and Remus’s hips jerked slightly with the last bit of cum.