Page 72 of The Substitute
The lights are still out when I slip into the room. I drop my bag on the bed and turn around to climb into bed with Tobi, but by the time I reach his bed, my eyes have adjusted to the low light, and I find Savage in fucking bed with him.
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” I mutter, seething.
I can’t believe he snuck in while I wasn’t even here. Savage is shirtless, and Tobi is in his hoodie, so I can’t even tell if they fucked.
Savage sleepily opens one eye, then grins. “Morning.”
I hold up my middle finger.
His grin widens as he snuggles in closer. This mother fucker.
Tobi begins to stir, and Savage kisses him. I’m pissed but also a little turned on, which makes me even more pissed. Why the fuck would I even like watching those two when I want Tobi to myself?
Tobi gets all cute and cat-like, stretching and then nuzzling into Savage. I don’t move, crossing my arms over my chest. Savage puts his tattooed hand around Tobi’s throat and guides their mouths together. Is he fucking serious right now? They grind against one another for a few minutes before Tobi pulls back.
“Can I…”
“Yes?” Savage asks, voice heady and deep. I’ve never seen him like this before. It’s so different from how he is around me.
“Like we talked about yesterday…” Tobi’s voice gets higher.
“You want to suck my cock?” Savage asks, flicking his gaze up to meet mine.
What the fuck does he think he’s doing?
Tobi nods eagerly. “I’ve never done it before, so it might be bad.”
“There is no way being in your mouth could be bad.” He tugs Tobi’s hair. “How do you picture yourself when you imagine it? Because I want to see you on your knees.”
Tobi squirms and groans. “I want that.”
I lift my upper lip in a silent snarl. I cannot believe he has not told Tobi I’m here, but as I’ve not made a noise either, I guess we are both to blame.
“Well, you might have to wait a bit?—”
“Why?” Tobi cuts him off, picking his head up.
I clear my throat.
Tobi jumps and squeaks before pulling the blanket over his head.
Savage laughs and wraps around him in a hug. “Can you give us an hour or two?”
“Fuck no. This is my room.”
“You really want to be in here while he blows me?” I ask.
“How about you fucking leave?” I snap back. I can’t believe that’s even a fucking question.
“Because Tobi and I have plans.”
“You’re seriously going to do this whether I leave or not?”
“No one asked you to stay.” Savage is not backing down.
“I’m not sitting in the fucking living room while you two fuck in here!” My hard-on and rage are rivaling each other. I cannot believe this is happening. “I’m not leaving, and I don’t want to watch!”
“You don’t have to watch if you don’t want to see how much bigger my dick is.”
