All Is Bright - K. Sterling Page 0,26

Toly looked unsure as he hugged his chest and watched the room.

“I am never any trouble,” he said and pushed out his chin defiantly.

“No... Never,” Wilder agreed.

“Sloan is the one who deserves a medal,” Toly said and there wasn’t a soul in the house who’d argue with that.

Chapter 15

“Is everything ready for tomorrow?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Have a good night, Alon,” Cyril said and Alon bowed as he backed out of the dressing room. Cyril left his coat on the rack and tugged his tie loose as he went to the bathroom and the tremor in his hand and the tightness in his neck and shoulders faded. Farris was naked and soaking in the tub and it was the only thing that could soothe the restlessness and the anxiety Cyril grappled with throughout the day.

“On a scale of one-to-ten, how bad was it?” Farris asked as he offered Cyril a sip of his scotch. Cyril snorted as he went to him and tangled his fingers in Farris’s hair as he drained it.

“I’d say it was about an eight,” he sighed as he went to the decanter on the counter to refill it then took another fortifying gulp. The lush warmth and caramel slid through him and his shoulders loosened a touch more as Cyril pulled his belt free and let it fall. He kicked off his shoes and took off his socks then strode back to the tub. “The whole day was fucking unbearable and my nerves are shot,” he complained as he handed the drink back to Farris.

“They aren’t that bad but I get it. There’s a lot of currents to navigate and it feels like things are happening beneath the surface,” Farris said. Cyril laughed under his breath as he tossed his trousers and briefs at the dressing room.

“Too many agendas and grudges and I can’t see where all of them intersect with mine or make us weaker,” he said as he stepped into the water and sank into his spot. Farris groaned sympathetically and slid close so he could wind his legs around Cyril’s waist. Cyril grunted appreciatively as he pulled Farris onto his lap and accepted another sip of scotch. “I want to muzzle Marston and chain him to a laptop so he can do his fucking job. Grim needs a muzzle and a shock collar so he’ll leave the decorations alone. Then, Ivanof could stop seething and having panic attacks. Not that I blame him.”

“I second the muzzles and shock collar. It would make the vault a happier place,” Farris murmured and his eyes narrowed as he imagined it. Cyril hummed as he kissed him.

“I am so sorry about that but I can’t have them wandering the grounds and my stables any more than absolutely necessary and it isn’t safe outside of the house,” he said. Farris made a knowing sound as he drank then slid an arm around Cyril’s neck. Farris rolled and pressed himself against Cyril and he stopped caring about all the variables and unknowns or the powder keg his house had become.

“And you need as many eyes on Marston as you can get,” Farris accused.

“Who?” Cyril asked as he pecked at his lips. Farris wasn’t wrong. Marston behaved when he was in the vault because there were too many eyes on him. For the most part. He was picking pockets and stripping the house of electronics but Alon was monitoring that and Cyril needed the little shit to do what he did best. “I don’t want to think about any of that right now. I need you or I’ll lose my mind,” he growled and attacked Farris’s lips. Cyril took the glass from Farris and his arm extended over the side of the tub before he let it drop. Farris sucked on Cyril’s tongue and ground against him as their hands pulled and clawed. Cyril’s hands dragged down his back and squeezed the tight, round globes of Farris’s ass before his fingers found his hole. Cyril teased the tight ring until Farris squirmed impatiently then fingered him lazily. Cyril let go of everything else as he lost himself and feasted. Farris tasted like scotch and lust and Cyril sank into his lips and swallowed his strangled moans.

“Time to go,” Farris said and pushed off the sides of the tub so he could stand. Cyril stopped him before he could get out and lapped at Farris’s erection. “I need you to wreck me. You’re not the only one who’s had a long day.” He pulled