Page 89 of Demise

“Oh, these are fucking badass!” He laughs.

I wrap my arms around Asher, and he hesitates for a moment before closing his arms around me as well.

“Happy birthday, baby,” I say again, smiling as I pull away to look at him.

Instead of a smile or excitement like I half expected, he looks confused. His eyes roam around the room, from the balloons to the decorations and finally to the cake. His head tilts to the side as he shakes his head.

“What’s all of this?” he asks.

My own smile falters as my brows knit together.

“It’s your birthday…I wanted to do something special. Do you not like it? I can take it down if you—”

“No,” he cuts off quickly. “It’s perfect. It’s…” his words trail off, and I notice a slight gloss to his eyes as he blinks hard and looks at me. “It’s the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me.”

I smile at that and kiss his cheek. “If you think that’s nice, just wait until you see what I got you for your birthday. Spoiler alert, it’s something that goes on my body that you’ll hopefully take off with your teeth.”

That seems to pull a smile out of him. He lets out a short chuckle as he shakes his head and brings my lips to his, holding me there for several seconds before pulling away.

“That better be a promise,” he practically growls.

“You can count on it.” I wink as Liam begins talking excitedly.

“Ooo, for my birthday, can I have a huge cake?! Each layer a different flavor?! Oh, and one of those balloon arches. They look so badass. And—”

“You’ll get what I give you and like it,” I say sharply, smirking at him as he gives me a goofy grin.

“Fineeee,” he drags out before practically bouncing over to us, planting a huge kiss against Asher’s lips. “Happy birthday, babyboy!”

“Babyboy?” Asher asks with indignation.

“Yeah, Skyla’s nickname is babygirl. You’re babyboy. It’s cute, right?” Liam asks.

“Adorable,” Asher scoffs, though there is no way he can hide that hint of a smile at his lips.

“Alright, birthday boy, babygirl,” he says, facing me. “I think it’s time for a little birthday throuple love, unless you fine gentlemen want to join?” Liam asks Ronan and Wesley.

Ronan lifts an unimpressed brow. “I put up with a lot for Skyla, but I think you can count me out of my nephew’s birthday throuple love session.”

“Ooo, good point.” Liam nods. “Wesley? Care to show Asher how well you can suck a cock?”

An amused laugh bubbles from Wesley as Asher gives him a pinched look. Wesley swaggers towards him, getting so close to Asher that his chest brushes against his.

“Don’t act so disgusted. I remember a moment in that shack that you loved my mouth on your cock,” he says, tilting his head to the side.

“Oh my god! I almost forgot about that,” Liam exclaims. “Fuck, that was hot. Round two?”

Wesley’s eyes don’t leave Asher’s, clearly fucking with him as he runs his tongue over his lips.

“Nah, you both have fun spoiling your boy. Maybe just a kiss for the road,” Wesley says as he grabs the back of Asher’s head and crushes his lips to his. Asher resists the entire time, but it doesn’t stop Wesley from stroking his tongue against his, trying to pry at his restraint.

When Wesley finally pulls away, he sinks his teeth into his lip once more and smirks.

“Take him out of here, too grumpy for my liking.”

“With pleasure,” Liam says as he laces his fingers in Asher’s, dragging him out of the kitchen and back up the stairs.

Asher reaches for me, and I go along with them, laughing at the very jealous look Ronan is giving Wesley right now. Let’s just be honest, Wesley did that 10% to fuck with Asher and 90% to fuck with Ronan.

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