Page 61 of Bound Between You


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That did not help Keegan’s ability to stopfidgeting, but he quickly obeyed and lowered himself to the cushion. By thetime he was kneeling and taking another deep breath, Niall was walking into theliving room, a few toys tucked close to his side to keep Keegan from seeing them.

“Very good.” He studied Keegan for a momentbefore turning to me. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” Stroking over Keegan’shead, I grinned. “He was very well-behaved.”

I could feel the excitement radiating fromKeegan and even the slow caress to his head wasn’t helping relax him.

Niall smiled, but his was wicked and dark.“Naughty would’ve been interesting too. I was prepared for anything.”

Even out of the corner of my eye, I couldalmost see the dirty thoughts running through Keegan’s head. His face was tooexpressive to hide anything when he was this turned on. The great debate had tobe if he should’ve been a brat or stayed obedient.

That was a very good question.

As Niall walked around Keegan’s back andcompletely out of sight, he pulled out a blindfold and noise-cancelingheadphones, then nodded to Keegan.

Ah.

I shifted so I was right in front of ourboy and crouched down. “Tell me your safewords.”

He swallowed, and it took a moment for himto get the words out. “Red stops everything. Yellow is if I need you to slowdown and green means everything is fine.”

“Perfect.” Reaching behind him, I took thestrip of fabric from Niall and slowly brought it around to show Keegan. “You’renot going to see or hear anything. If we want you to move, we’ll move your body.If I stroke my finger over your lips, I’m asking where you are and you need totell me if you’re green, yellow, or red.”

His head bobbed several times before heswallowed again. “What if…I mean, what if the words…”

I was starting to figure out his worry.

I glanced up at Niall to see him processingthe question. Finally he nodded and took over the conversation. “While MasterJulian gets you ready, I’m going to go get a ball. You’ll hold it in your handand if you drop the ball, it will mean red. Shaking the ball so the bell insideit rings will mean yellow.”

Keegan’s stress faded again. “Thank you,Masters. Thank you.”

That seemed to be all he was able to say,so his fear about words was probably well-founded when he was this worked up.

Giving him a tender but quick brush of mylips against his, I smiled before slowly tying the blindfold over his eyes.When I finally stood, I stroked his cheeks. “Such a pretty boy for hisMasters.”

Keegan shivered, cocking his head to listenas I moved behind him. The lack of sight only seemed to fuel his wickedimagination because I could feel his desire and the nervous excitement in himgrowing. He was beyond wound up.

Niall quietly set his toys on the coffeetable before leaning over to give Keegan a kiss on the head. “Master Julian ishere with you and will finish getting you ready. I’m going to get your ball andI’ll be right back.”

“Yes, Master.” Keegan leaned his headagainst Niall’s hand before slowly straightening as Niall stepped away. Takinganother deep breath, our boy seemed to do his best to relax. “Thank you,Masters.”

“You’re welcome.” I leaned over and kissedKeegan’s head before chuckling. “Oh, you should see how Master Niall iswatching you.”

Keegan shivered and pushed himself to siteven straighter, earning another kiss from me as Niall smiled. “We’re going tohave so much fun deciding if we should punish you or reward you.”

Letting out a low, needy sound, Keeganlicked his lips and did his best to get his words out. “I’ll be…I’ll be patientfor you.”

At the very least I knew he was going totry, but looking at the toys Niall had brought down, I wasn’t sure he’dsucceed.

That was just going to be part of the fun,though.

Chapter 18

Niall

Walking back into the living room, I had tojust stop and stare as Julian tightened the straps around Keegan’s arms,pinning them in place. They were both so incredible. Keegan was beautifullysubmissive, kneeling with a restraint wrapped around his chest so his arms wereimmobile, but the tender, still-wicked look on Julian’s face was just as amazing.

And they were mine as long as I didn’t fuckit up.