Page 22 of Slay Tricksters and Silent Skeletons
He grunted and threw his good arm over his eyes. “I didn’t think you’d be up at this ungodly fucking hour though.”
Reaching up, I moved his arm, laying it across his abdomen gently so as not to hurt him. I knew his torso was still tender and bruised. Without pain meds, it was still hard for him to do something as simple as breathe. I couldn’t wait to do the same to those assholes currently residing in the basement. I wanted them tosufferfor what they’d done to Bento.
“I’m always up early.” He grunted. “Been doing this foryears. My body is now on an automatic time clock.”
“I’ll never get used to getting up early,” he groaned. “Ten years of doing this shit, and I still sleep in every fucking chance I get.”
That he did. Bento had never gotten used to having to get up early. Each morning, he had an energy drink and a cup of coffee, and even then, that only woke his ass up about halfway.
“I let Rico know of our plan yesterday. He’d like to meet with us this morning before we head downstairs with Alfonzo. Pretty sure he has some questions he’d like answered, but he’s not going to leave Anurak alone with two men that wanted to kidnap him in the house, even if they are tied up and behind a reinforced door.” A door that required both an eye scan and a fingerprint scan to get in and out of.Veryfew had access to the basement.
Bento lifted his arm and grabbed the back of my neck, tugging me closer with a small grunt of discomfort. My cock immediately thickened when I saw the heat in his eyes.
“I’ll be more cooperative if you deal with this,” he murmured, releasing me so he could push the blankets down. His dick was hard and standing at attention, tenting his boxer briefs.
I smirked at him. “Your sass knows no bounds.”
“None,” he agreed with a cheeky grin.
I huffed. “You better be glad I’m obsessed with you,kon-dii,” I growled before leaning in to kiss him. He moaned and opened his lips beneath mine immediately. Neither of us had brushed our teeth yet, but I didn’t give a fuck about his morning breath. I licked into his mouth, groaning low in my throat. My hand slid down his torso, my fingers sliding through his happy trail until I reached the base of his cock.
He whimpered when I circled my hand around him. Reaching down, I slid my own boxer briefs down just enough that my cock sprang free as well, and then, I moved on top of him, being careful to keep my weight off of him.
When I slotted our cocks together in my fist and spit on them, his eyes rolled back in his head. Leaning down, I kissed him again, my tongue gliding along his in an erotic dance. My hips slowly began to move, fucking us into my fist, and he gasped, his hips jerking up to meet me thrust for thrust as best as he could with the pain no doubt rolling through his abdomen.
“Niran…” he moaned against my lips. “I’m gonna?—”
“Come for me,kon-dii,” I rumbled against his lips.
With the neediest, most desperate whimper I’d ever heard in my life—better than any porn star could hope to be—he came, his cum painting my fist and his belly. I followed him over the edge, groaning into his mouth as my cum mixed with his.
“Now that… is a way to start the day,” Bento panted as I rolled to the side so I could relax without crushing him or hurting him more.
I hummed and pressed a kiss to his bicep because he was right. Thatwasa good way to start the day.
20
Bento
“Ialready know everything I need to know,” Rico informed us as we sat in his office. Well, I was sitting. Niran was standing behind me, his hands braced on the back of my chair, and Alfonzo was leaning against the wall near the door eating a breakfast sandwich that smelled more like plastic than actual sausage, egg, and cheese. “You can choose to play with them or not. I really don’t fucking care. But they need to be dead today.”
“What do you know?” Niran asked.
“That he’s my father, and the younger one is my half-brother, born seven years after me. My mother took off with me, and my father didn’t work very hard to keep his rights to me. I believe he and I have met once before, but I sent him on his way. He was unimportant, so I don’t remember well.”
I bit back a snort.
“Should have just dealt with him then,” Alfonzo commented.
Rico shot him an annoyed look, to which Alfonzo only smirked. “He was running a very small gang,” Rico continued. “I’ve already sent men out to dispose of the remaining members. Once those two are dealt with, the entire tiny organization will be nothing but history.”
“Taking the fun out of my job,” Niran drawled.
Rico grunted. “You still get to torture them for what they did to him,” he said, pointing his pen at me. My dark skin flushed. “Had it been Anurak they’d done that to, I’d have made them bleed out fuckingdaysago.”
“I had other things to deal with,” Niran reminded him. “And Bento thought it would be ironic for them to be dealt with today.”
“It is Halloween,” I remarked.
