Chapter 16 #2
Miles shuddered, but he nodded and finally took his eyes off Cosimo.“I was wondering what it would be like to…be with him. I mean, we were together all weekend, and it was nice, but it wasn’t like this.”
“You mean play with him?” Emmett asked.
Miles nodded again.“You telling me what to do with him.”
Emmett moaned very softly and yanked Miles close.
“That can be arranged.Not today.Cosimo got really fucking mouthy with me, and he’s going to be punished for it until tomorrow, so no coming.
Which reminds me…”He trailed off and reached for his phone.
When he tapped something on the screen, Cosimo gave a sudden jolt, then a soft groan hidden behind the gag.
Miles didn’t need to ask what it was.
He started to sweat, his cock getting hard, and Emmett took notice.He smiled, then rubbed the heel of his palm over it.“Would you like him to warm your cock for you while I finish breakfast?”
Fuck.Yes, he did.But he also didn’t think he was ready for that until he got to talk to Cosimo and hear from him exactly what he was comfortable with.
They still hadn’t even kissed, and though Cosimo was open about wanting Miles, he didn’t say how.
Or when. This didn’t sound fair to decide when he was like this.
“I think tomorrow would be better. After we can talk,” he said.
Emmett didn’t seem disappointed.He let Miles go with a soft pat to his aching dick, then pointed to the kitchen table.“Set that for me, precious.”He froze.“Should I not call you that right now? I don’t know what you’re comfortable with when we’re in this space.”
“I like it,” Miles said in a rush.“I think I just need some time for me, you know?To feel where I belong in all this?”
Emmett frowned, but he nodded and went back to the pancakes he was flipping.
“The most important thing we can do here is communicate.This will never work if we can’t say what we want, what we need, and what we don’t.
I’m great at reading people, but it’s always going to be a work in progress, and I couldn’t live with myself if I ever pushed you to a place that hurt you. ”
He stopped and gave Cosimo a short, sharp kick.Cosimo scrambled to the side, still not looking up, and he resumed his position.
He was more tense now, and Miles could see the effort it was taking for him not to move.In the new position, Miles could also see between his legs.His cock was trapped in the smallest cock cage he’d ever seen.
His dick twitched again.
“How do you know if he needs to get out?” he couldn’t help but ask.
Emmett raised a brow at him.“Safe words.Or safe gestures when he’s gagged.I’d have him demonstrate, but I don’t want him out of his headspace right now.”
“Do I get one?” Miles asked.
Emmett tipped the vegetables onto a roasting pan.“Yes. Nothing else will happen until we establish more than one. For now, just say red if you need me to stop.”
Miles smiled to himself.He felt strange—everything was so surreal.How was it that just a few weeks ago he was in the apartment with Selene wondering if that’s what the rest of his life was going to look like.
Now he was standing in the kitchen of the two men who raised her, watching one of her fathers kneel in the corner as his prostate was tormented while the other controlled the vibe tormenting him.
There were tears on Cosimo’s face, and he looked like he wasn’t going to be able to take much more.
And fuck, Miles liked it.
“Does she know?”
Emmett froze, then looked over his shoulder.“Selene?”
“Sorry,” Miles said in a rush.“I don’t know why I asked that.”
“It’s a fair question.And no, I don’t think so.
She spent a lot of years asking us to pretend like we weren’t a couple so we didn’t embarrass her, or that she was adopted so she didn’t have to tell people her trans dad gave birth to her.
I think even if she did suspect that things between me and Mo were different, she wouldn’t acknowledge it.
But this was also something we wanted to keep for ourselves, so we took great care to keep it private when she was young. ”
“I don’t know why she’s so ashamed of,” Miles started, then stopped.
Emmett sighed and walked over to a cupboard, pulling down two plates and pressing them into Miles’s hands.“I know what you want to say.And I don’t understand it either.”He punctuated his sentence with a swift kiss to Miles’s jaw.“It’s better if we don’t talk about that now.”
Miles couldn’t agree more.What he wanted was to enjoy his breakfast, and he planned to do exactly that.
The meal was different than their previous breakfasts together.
Cosimo knelt beside Emmett’s chair, still gagged, dick caged, twitching from the vibrator nestled in his ass.
Emmett carried on eating and smiling like it was nothing.
It would be something Miles would get used to, he supposed.
But it was difficult to concentrate with a raging hard-on.
“…thinking that we can move your stuff in here tomorrow night once Mo’s back on his feet.”
Miles blinked, tuning back in to the conversation.“So you really want me here for good?”
“Was I not obvious?”Emmett looked concerned.“The pool house is there if you need space, sweetheart, but Mo and I both want you close. The last week wasn’t some kind of test.”
Miles bit his lower lip and glanced down to where he could see tufts of Cosimo’s hair peeking above the edge of the table.“Will it be like this tomorrow?”
“No. He’s going to come out of this in a little while.”Emmett set his fork down and folded his hands under his chin.“Does this bother you?”
“No,” Miles said in a rush.“I just…don’t know what to expect. I know you said it’s not always a twenty-four seven thing with him which is fine.But where do I fit when he needs this? He doesn’t even know I’m here.”
Emmett smiled softly and took Miles’s hand, kissing the back of it. “Trust me, he knows exactly where you are.”
Miles let out a breath. “Okay, I can accept that, buthe and I haven’t even had the chance to decide what we want to be with each other. I think I need more communication before I participate in all this.”
Emmett looked torn, glancing down at Cosimo, then back at Miles.“I can’t pull him out right now, sweetness.”
“No, no. I’m not asking you to.I understand it.AndI’m the interloper here.”
Emmett blinked at him in surprise.“The interlo— baby .We invited you in.I drove all the way to the apartment, and I was prepared to drive around the city to find you that night.And it wasn’t just because we felt bad about everything crashing down.
There was something about you.Mo and I both wanted to explore it. ”
“Even though I was technically in a relationship with your daughter?”
Emmett shrugged, his expression unrepentant.
“Do you want me to apologize for that?It’s not very moral, I get that.
I was willing to do whatever it took to get you away from that situation, but I had selfish reasons for it too.
I didn’t even know if you liked men, but I was willing to take the risk and hope. ”
Miles licked his lips.There were things he wanted to ask, but he wanted them both present.He pushed his plate away.He hadn’t eaten much, but it was enough to keep Emmett satisfied by the look on his face.“I’ll move into the house for good.”
Emmett’s smile lit up like the sun.“Alright.And I’d like you to stay with us when you’re ready. In our bed. For now, we’ll keep taking it slow.”
Part of Miles wasn’t sure he wanted that, but he knew he needed it. And the bigger part of him wanted to prove to both himself and Emmett and Cosimo that he belonged with them.
If he was brave enough, maybe they wouldn’t want to let him go.