Page 96 of Possession

“It’s for you,” Tomas reiterated. “I added some soundproofing. Not that you don’t like being overheard,” he added with a wink. “But I read it could help with the sound or acoustics or whatever when you’re recording videos. I figured we could put a bed here.” He gestured against one wall. “And then that leaves this side of the room where we can set up a desk for you so you can work on editing, but there will still be tons of space left, if you want to set up other equipment for different scenes you want to record. We can do that. Whatever you’d like.”

Mason gaped at him, speechless probably for the first time in his life.

Tomas moved over to the closet and opened it. “The space isn’t very big, but I thought you could use it for clothes that you buy specifically for different videos, yourimpressivecollection of sex toys, and other stuff you don’t want to just leave lyingaround. We could put some shelving in here, too, so we could keep everything organized.”

Vinnie stared, not quite sure he was able to believe that their biker boyfriend was talking so animatedly about setting up a recording space for their camboy boyfriend or that somebody could be so excited aboutbuilding shelves.

The two of them started throwing ideas back and forth, different scenes they could record, kinks that they could include. Mason even mentioned a fucking machine he’d had his eye on that was a little too expensive, but since he was dating a millionaire, he figured it was within budget now.

Vinnie shook his head at them and headed into Tomas’s bedroom. He stripped down to his underwear, grabbed the remote, and made himself a little nest on the bed, turning on one of his favorite sitcoms that he’d seen a million times and letting it play in the background while he scrolled on his phone.

Ollie texted a couple of times in the Sub Club thread, trying to set up a breakfast for the next day. Vinnie let him know he and Mason were in since he was off but that Ollie better not be the one cooking this time. He wasn’t eating burnt pancakes again.

He was laughing at a video on his phone of a man in his sixties who did bits with his grown sons, acting like they were little kids, when he felt someone staring at him. Glancing up, he found two someones.

Tomas and Mason were standing just inside the doorway, Tomas’s arm around Mason’s shoulders as they stared at him with nearly identical small smiles.

“What’s up?” he asked, tossing aside his phone. “You guys figure out what you’re going to do in the other room?”

“For the most part,” Mason said. “You ready to eat?”

Vinnie shrugged. “I’m kind of comfortable. Can we just eat some popcorn or something in bed?”

Tomas shook his head in exasperation. “I’m going to make you a sandwich, but you could have popcorn with it.”

He rolled his eyes. “Always such a daddy.”

Mason crawled into bed next to him. “I’ll take peanut butter and jelly, please.”

He tried to steal the remote from Vinnie so he could put on something else. Probably that zombie show he loved.

“I’m not watching people get eaten,” Vinnie said, stealing it back.

“I wasn’t going to put that on,” Mason said, laughing and lunging for the remote.

Vinnie held it out of reach. “I’m not watching one of those Housewife shows either.”

“Come on, it’s the season finale tonight.”

“You can watch it tomorrow on your own.”

“Please, Vinnie.” Mason stuck out his bottom lip, and he felt his resolve crumbling.

A deep, boisterous laugh brought their attention back over to Tomas, who hadn’t moved from where he stood just inside the door. “Fuck, I love you two.”

Bubbly happiness expanded inside him.

“We love you too,” he and Mason said at the same time.

“Jinx,” Mason said, kissing his cheek.

“I have something for you,” Tomas said softly, walking across the room to the closet and disappearing inside for a minute.

Vinnie glanced at Mason with a frown, but Mason just shook his head. Apparently, he didn’t know what it was that Tomas could have for them either. He was back a minute later with two long gift boxes stacked one on top of the other in his hands.

Tomas sat on the edge of the bed and handed the red one to Mason and the silver one to Vinnie.

“You missed Christmas by a few months,” Vinnie said snarkily, even as he pulled at the ribbon to untie it.

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