Page 63 of Tender
“My love,” Emmett said quietly, “I need you to tell Miles what you want from him. He’s not going to be comfortable until you communicate.”
Cosimo let out a short breath, then said, “I want to make you feel good tonight. I’d like you to be part of this with us.”
Miles’s heart jumped in his chest as he looked over at Emmett with wide eyes.
“You can say no, sweetness.”
Biting his lip, Miles shook his head. “Yes, Daddy. I want this. I want him to make me feel good.”
“Good boy,” Emmett murmured, making Miles’s dick kick in his pants. He drew him all the way into the room and shut the door before grabbing the hem of his shirt and pulling it over his head. “Pants next,” he ordered.
Miles obeyed, taking his clothes off piece by piece until he was entirely naked. He felt a little exposed, especially when Emmett ran an appreciative hand down his front, then cupped his dick and balls in his palm. “Is this for me, sweetness?”
Miles swallowed heavily. “For both of you.”
Emmett groaned and tipped Miles’s chin up and gave him a thorough, messy kiss. “When we’re done here, I’d like you to stay. In bed with us, I mean,” he clarified. “It doesn’t need to be all the time, but I’d like to hold you when we’re done here tonight.”
Miles swallowed heavily, looked over at Cosmo who was nodding, then bit his lip. “Yeah,” he finally whispered. “Okay.”
“Ah, my good, perfect boy. Go sit on the bed.Back against the headboard.”Emmett’s voice was pitched lower and a little scratchy like he was fighting off a cold.
Miles scrambled to obey.While he was doing that, Emmett had stripped down to briefs, showing off his soft abs.
Miles’s own dick sat fat and throbbing against his lower stomach, and in spite of the warm room, his skin was covered in goosebumps.
Emmett smiled at him.“You really are a good boy.You know that, right?”
Miles flushed and shrugged.
“Don’t worry.You’ll know it soon enough.”Emmett turned back to Cosimo, then circled him, drawing the tips of his fingers over his shoulders.The larger man shuddered and grunted low in his chest.“Don’t disappoint me now,” Emmett said, tapping Cosimo’s lips.“Though I wouldn’t be surprised if you do.You’ve been a drooling, hungry mess since I came up with this idea.”
Cosimo made an aborted noise, but otherwise, he was silent.
Emmett sighed.“I have a very pretty, very horny boy on the bed.He’s been wanting time with you for days now, but I had to deny him because you were too much of a disobedient little shit and didn’t tell him what you wanted.But if you can be good right now, I’ll let you taste his dick.”Emmett looked up at Miles and lifted his hand to sign,‘Okay?’
Miles opened his mouth to answer, then snapped it shut again and nodded his fist.‘Yes.’But not just yes.Hell yes.Fuck yes.God yes.Please, please yes.His dick twitched harder at the thought of Cosimo taking him into his mouth.
Emmett smiled, obviously pleased as he led Cosimo toward him. He climbed up on the bed without an issue, then positioned himself right in front of Miles like he could see him.
Then without warning, Emmett reached out and grabbed Cosimo by the hair and wrenched his head back.His throat looked like it was straining with how far Emmett was tilting him back.
“What do you say to our boy?”
“Sorry,” Cosimo rasped.
“Do better,” Emmett barked.“You’ve already been more pathetic than I’ve seen you in a while.Don’t make it worse.”
Cosimo cleared his throat, then instead of speaking, he lifted his fist to his chest and circled it.‘I’m sorry.’ He switched back to speech. “I should have told you how much I wanted you. How much I wanted this. Please let me make it up to you.”
Emmett looked over to Miles.“Is that enough?”
Miles wasn’t sure what answer he was meant to give.Of course it was enough, because Cosimo hadn’t done anything wrong.At least, not to him.‘I don’t know,’ he signed.
Emmett’s face softened.‘It’s okay.’He released his hold on Cosimo, sending him sagging forward, and he turned, pressing his knee onto the bed.He crept close to Miles, then took him by the chin.“You get to decide right now what’s right for you.For me, his apology is enough.But you need to tell him your answer.”
Miles swallowed heavily, then pitched his voice louder.“It’s enough.”
Cosimo let out a quiet sob.
