Sex was a great thing.
Sex in Orina Anoris was a fantastic thing.
Sex with Orinakin was like nothing else in the world. Bade really couldn’t imagine how anyone else had ever been coaxed out of Orinakin’s bed. Maybe the palace guards had been forced to drag his former partners away, physically? Maybe. A sword to the throat couldn’t have convinced Bade to abandon Orinakin’s bed, though. Those other men must’ve been addled.
He didn’t even mind that Orinakin had roughly twice as many orgasms as he did. He loved it. It meant that he got to watch Orinakin come, over and over and over again, muscles tensing, head thrown back, those sexy ecstatic sounds-
“Let me explain this to you,” Orinakin said, reaching across the breakfast table and taking his hand. Selorin looked intrigued. Orinakin’s expression was overly patient and his hand was warm. “Whenever you think about sex, you get turned on. You’re as easily aroused as a bela, which I freely admit is one of my favorite things about you, but when you’re turned on, your lust rises thoroughly and quickly, and I can feel how aroused you are, and that is, to understate the case, distracting.”
He had to get this straight. “You want me not to think about sex,” Bade said. “While you’re around.”
“That would be very helpful of you, yes,” Orinakin said.
“And also impossible,” Bade said. If he was supposed to voice his thoughts, then he’d voice them. “Let me explain this to you,” he said, and Selorin burst into surprised laughter. “When I’m near you, I get turned on. When I see you, I get turned on. When I talk to you, I get turned on. When you’re anywhere in the room, I get turned on, and when I think about you, I get turned on, and when you’re near me, I think about doing things to you. You are, to understate the case, incredibly sexy.” He grinned. “But I freely admit, that’s one of my favorite things about you.”
“Orinakin,” Selorin said, still laughing, “he’s fun!”
“I like to experience whatever I can, as a man,” Kudorin said. “The sense of touch is incredibly important to human experience. And, yes, thank you,” he smiled, “I got what I wanted. Now,” he glanced up, briefly, although Bade didn’t know at what, “I would like the three of you to do me a second favor.”
“It’s our turn to touch Bade?” Selorin guessed.
“I’d like you to go to the field,” Kudorin said, “and bring back our guests for me. There should be two of them, both male. Please escort them to the palace and show them to the throne room. I’ve been eager to meet them.”
Two. Male. Guests.
“Tiko?” Selorin asked.
“Vade?” Orinakin asked.
“My brothers!” Bade exclaimed. “They’re here? Are they here?”
“Yes,” Kudorin said, laughing. “Yes, go, bring them to me.”
“Let’s go,” Bade told Orinakin, grabbing his hand. “Thank you,” he said, bowing to Kudorin. “Come on,” he insisted, pulling on Orinakin.
“We’ll be right back,” Orinakin promised Kudorin, bowing and finally coming along with Bade.
“This should be fun,” Selorin said.
