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“Good.” Bryce let his hands glide slowly up and down Oliver’s legs as the man slowly come back to them.

“We’d hoped you’d be here to watch. It was the only thing on his mind this week.”

“It was?” Bryce wasn’t sure how he felt about it. He liked knowing that Oliver had been thinking about him, but it also meant they’d realized how drawn to them he was. He also didn’t want to cause any problems between the two men. “Was that okay with you?”

Bryce felt Troy shift, and a hand came up to wrap around his neck, fingers caressing the short hairs at the back of his head. “Yes, we talk about everything, and we’ve both noticed you around the club.”

He wanted to make sure they were all on the same page before it went any further, but the wonderful sensations Troy was sending through him made it hard to process what he wanted to say. “I…I’m…I can’t think.”

Troy laughed and stilled his hand, but didn’t move away from Bryce. It was just enough to let his brain work again. “I’m a switch. I can’t sub all the time.”

“We know. We asked around when we first realized we were both drawn to you.” Troy’s fingers started moving in slow, soothing circles. “Are you okay with letting me take charge for now?”

Bryce nodded. He realized how hard Troy was fighting to stay calm and not push too fast. But his inner Dom was quiet, unsure of what to do and what was happening. He didn’t need to be in control. He wanted Troy to handle everything. It would take time before he could give his complete submission to the man, but he was already well on his way to kneeling and needy, and they hadn’t even done anything together.

“I need to hear the words. I want to make sure we both understand.”

Bryce fought a frustrated moan that tried to escape as his cock jerked and thickened. He loved the firm, soothing sound of Troy’s voice as he gave the order. He didn’t bark it out. He wasn’t trying too hard or forcing it out because he was unsure. His command was simple and firm. It made Bryce’s toes curl.

“Yes. I’m okay with you taking charge.” He didn’t add Sir, but the word was right on the tip of his tongue. They weren’t there yet, he still had too many questions, but it was so close he could almost taste it.

“Good.” The low word vibrated through Bryce, and that time he didn’t try to hide his reaction. He let his head fall back against the Dom’s hand and a little moan escaped. If he was even thinking about submitting to the Dom, there was no reason to fight his needs or suppress his reactions.

Troy made that low hum and Bryce understood he’d pleased the Dom. It sent a shiver racing through him that only got worse as the hand at his neck tightened and fingers threaded their way through his hair. He loved having his head caressed and his hair played with. It was one of those odd things that could flip his switch and bring his submissive side right to the surface with almost no thought on his part.

The legs on his lap shifted again, and he fought the sensation that was making his brain foggy. Looking down, he saw beautiful green eyes peering up at him in surprised pleasure. “Hello.”

Again, it wasn’t much in the way of a greeting, but it seemed to please Oliver. He smiled a beaming grin and curled into Troy, letting his legs brush against Bryce’s cock. “Hi.”

Oliver looked up at Troy and whispered. “Sir, he’s here.”

A low chuckle had both submissives shivering. “I know. He came over to check on you.”

Oliver preened and glanced back at Bryce, but still talked to Troy. “He did?”

“He did.”

“You were beautiful.” Bryce thought his words were inadequate, but Oliver looked like he couldn’t have been happier. He blushed and wiggled again, then blushed even deeper when he realized exactly what his legs were rubbing against.

Oliver looked up at Troy and whispered, “He thought I was beautiful.”

Bryce smiled, and he felt a deep rumble of laughter go through Troy. The Dom’s short response was full of delight. “I heard.”

Sighing, Oliver snuggled deeper into their embrace, not making any effort to avoid Bryce’s hard cock. His innocent smile looked like it hid wicked intentions, and Bryce couldn’t wait to learn more about the sweet sub.

“There’s water on the table beside you, can you grab it, Bryce?” Troy’s words startled him and it took a second for his brain to make sense of them.

“Oh, yes.” Looking to his right, Bryce saw the table he’d missed earlier and grabbed the bottle of water. Opening it, he handed it to Troy. Watching as the Dom carefully brought it to Oliver’s lips, Bryce wasn’t exactly jealous, but it had been so long since he’d given his submission to someone, he longed to feel that care.

Oliver drank it greedily, and Troy handed Bryce the empty bottle. Setting it on the table, he turned back to see Oliver smiling at Troy. “May I have kisses, Sir?”

Troy didn’t respond with words, he simply lifted Oliver higher in his arms and brought their mouths together. It was tender and caring, almost innocent compared to everything going on around them, but Bryce watched intently. He wasn’t sure if he should have looked away or not, but he didn’t want to miss a single moment.

When Troy pulled away and let Oliver relax back into his lap, Bryce thought the moment was over. He startled as he felt the hand on the back of his neck tighten and push him down toward Oliver. “I think you want another kiss, don’t you, kitten?”

Troy’s words sent shivers of need through Bryce. His hand was firm and Bryce knew it wasn’t so much a request as a silent order. The tender stroking of his fingers as he guided Bryce was a combination that made his cock throb. It was tender yet firm, and Bryce couldn’t help but wonder if he would be the same in bed.

“Oh, yes.” Sated, but somehow still needy eyes watched as Bryce drew closer. “Thank you.”