Sevastyan
The next day was moving day. Most of the items had already been delivered or sent ahead and Lisa had sorted them out the day before.
Rei kept smothering yawns after he woke up.
He practically crawled into Sevastyan’s lap for his morning discipline with his eyes closed.
Sevastyan ran his hand over Rei’s bare ass. “Little one.”
Rei turned his head and fluttered his eyes open. “Master?”
“Are you even awake?”
“I don’t think so, Master.”
Sevastyan chuckled. Across the bed, Lisa choked back a laugh.
“How am I supposed to discipline you when you’re still asleep, precious boy?”
Rei’s eyes started to fall closed again. “You can always discipline me, Master.”
Sevastyan bit the inside of his cheeks and fought not to make eye contact with Lisa.
This was against all the rules. But Rei seemed to be in a happy place.
One of his arms came up and wrapped around Sevastyan’s thigh and he spread his legs and arched his back, even though it looked like he was falling right back to sleep.
Sevastyan gave one exploratory spank to Rei’s upturned rear and Rei’s spine rippled, his shoulders relaxing and his cheek rubbing against the cover.
Sevastyan gave up. He looked away and covered his mouth with his hand. “Rei, little one, wake up.”
Rei was sound asleep. Sevastyan bit his lips and finally made eye contact with Lisa. The other slave was red in the face trying to suppress his laughter.
“I’ve never spanked someone to sleep before,” Sevastyan said. “You will never, ever repeat this, not while the Merchari still stand.”
“Yes, Master.” Lisa sputtered and half turned away, pressing a hand to his mouth.
“I think being out yesterday wore him through.” Sevastyan looked down at his lapful of affectionate submissive and sighed. “As master, I’m calling it. Health day.” He pulled Rei off his legs, despite the smaller man clinging like an octopus, and turned to Lisa. “We’ll do yours instead.”
“Yes, Master.” Lisa turned to face Sevastyan.
Sevastyan stood and cupped Lisa’s cheek.
One of the things he had to focus on with Lisa was the slave’s natural discomfort with being touched by him.
It was acceptable if Lisa was twitchy with others in public.
Sevastyan was famous for not sharing. And Lisa was famous for being trouble and coming from the dog fighting pits.
But what they could not display was any sort of resistance from Lisa to being handled by Sevastyan.
Lisa braced himself and closed his eyes as Sevastyan touched his face, then muscle by muscle he relaxed and turned into the touch, nuzzling Sevastyan’s palm.
“Good Lisa,” Sevastyan murmured. “Let’s get your spanking done.”
Sevastyan looked back at the bed. Rei was right in the middle of it, in the way.
Sevastyan shook his head and smiled. Rei had never tried to get out of morning discipline.
Not a single lie or attempt at distraction or seduction.
The fact he was sleeping through this was telling.
Seeing Jun and the others the day before had been heavy.
Sevastyan still didn’t know the details, though he suspected Ellisandre had gone beyond what they had discussed.
Rei had been too dirty when he returned to have just sat and watched from a distance.
He had feelings about that. But seeing how at ease Rei had been with Ellisandre afterwards muted them.
There was an air of care and affection in Ellisandre towards Rei that settled something in Sevastyan’s chest.
He wasn’t the only one protecting his beautiful light anymore.
And if Ellisandre had done something to bring that level of ease to Rei, then he was going to trust that.
As much as he hated some of Ellisandre’s decisions, their reasoning held true.
He herded Lisa out to the living room and sat on the couch.
Lisa stretched himself over Sevastyan’s lap.
Sevastyan ran his hands over Lisa’s body, checking for soreness and injuries.
The ribs were healing, though still tender.
His ankle was much improved, though after the work of the day before, he planned to keep Lisa off his feet once they arrived at the new condo.
“Just ten this morning,” Sevastyan said softly. “And we’ll train later today.”
“Yes, Master,” Lisa said.
“You don’t have to keep count,” Sevastyan said.
He laid one hand on Lisa’s upper back and set about Lisa’s discipline with his bare palm.
It was over in less than a minute but Sevastyan kept Lisa lying there, rubbing the barely pink skin of his slave’s ass and keeping him close until he felt that give in Lisa’s body again.
And then he kept him there longer, letting them both settle into the space that had been created. It was peaceful, quiet, even safe.
And only broken when Sevastyan’s stomach rumbled, followed by Lisa’s.
Sevastyan chuckled and tapped Lisa to rise. “Let’s check your leg and get breakfast. I fear our sleeping beauty may not wake until we’re at the new place.”
“Put him in a suitcase again?” Lisa asked, mischief in his eyes.
“Hm.” Sevastyan raised an eyebrow. It wasn’t a terrible idea.