One month later…
“Come on Cas, let’s go! I want to see the house before they deliver our furniture.”
“I’m coming! Hold your horses.”
“I wouldn’t be so impatient if you had let me come to the house with you when they finished it.”
“I wanted it to be a surprise.”
“You know I hate surprises.”
“Too bad! You can deal with this one.”
“Hurry up!”
I can practically hear him rolling his eyes when he says, “So, help me god Griffin, if you tell me to hurry up one more time, I’ll tie you to the bed, spank your ass red, then walk away and leave you there all hot and horny until after I go to the house and get all the furniture put in place.”
“You wouldn’t dare.”
“Oh yes I would. Now, calm your tits.”
“Yes, oh wonderful slow-poke mate of mine.”
“You’re pushing your luck Griffin.”
Grinning, I pretend to shake in fear and say, “Ooh…I’m so scared.”
The last of our bags is already in the jeep so, I have no idea what’s taking him so long. When he finally comes out of the room, he pins me against the wall, reaches into my pants and snaps something tight and metal around my cock then walks off, whistling and twirling a key around his finger. “Cas, what did you do?”
He looks over his shoulder at me and bats his eyelashes innocently, “Nothing, dearest impatient mate of mine.”
“Cas…quit playing. What is this thing?”
He grins and says, “It’s a vibrating, locking, cock ring. You should’ve behaved and waited patiently for me lover, now you get to wear that until I decide it comes off.”
His grin turns mischievous as he presses a button on a little remote that sets the cock ring to vibrate. Oh my god… My cock begins to harden but the pleasure quickly turns to pain when I realize the cock ring is restricting me so I can’t come. “You’re the devil.”
“Why, thank you sweetheart. Come along now, we don’t want to be late.”
Walking stiffly to the jeep, I climb in and yelp when Casper turns the cock ring on high. My reaction garners a laugh from him and I’m glad he’s the one driving because there’s no way I could keep us on the road with him playing musical chairs with the vibrator’s settings. By the time we turn into the driveway I’m a whimpering mess begging for release. It’s so bad, I don’t even pay attention to the house as Casper pulls into the garage and has the door close behind us.
Gripping Casper’s arm, I say, “Babe…please…I’m sorry for being an impatient brat. I can’t take it….please let me come.”
He leans over and presses a kiss to my lips. “Maybe after the tour.”
“Torturous bastard.”
He climbs out of the jeep and says in a sing-song voice. “You love this bastard.”
“I’m beginning to question my judgement.”
With a laugh, he hits the button to stop the vibrating and says, “I’ll give you a break for now. Come inside sweetheart, I want you to see our new home.”
Climbing out of the jeep, I follow him through a door that opens into the spacious living room of my dream home. I’d recognize this house anywhere since I spent hours mooning over the pictures despite the price tag being way out of my budget. “So, what do you think?”
Turning towards Casper, I grin and say, “I think it’s a dream come true. You know something else?”
“What?”
“I don’t need a tour. When I was looking for a house, I fell in love with this one though it was way out of my price range. So, I’ve already seen everything in the pictures and the virtual walkthrough, which means, you have to keep your promise.”
He tilts his head and taps his chin with his finger as if he’s struggling to remember. “What promise would that be?”
Growling, I press him against the wall and say, “Make me come.”
“On one condition.”
“What’s that?”
“Tell me you love me.”
Grinning at him, I kiss him softly and say, “I love you.”
He winks at me and says, “I love you too. Now, lose the pants lover, we have fifteen minutes before the furniture arrives. Better make them count.”
Unable to resist teasing him, I say, “Told you I’d get you to admit it.”
He sticks his tongue out at me and says, “Tick tock, lover. Time’s a wastin.’”
Dropping my pants, I point to the silver band around my cock and say, “Take this thing off me and I’ll get us both over the edge in five.”
He pulls the key from his pocket and unlocks the ring. “I’ll hold you to that.”
Grinning evilly, I use my shifter reflexes and snap the ring around his cock, take the key, and the remote before he even gets his pants down far enough. He gasps in mock outrage. “No, you didn’t.”
“Oh yes I did. Turnabout is fair play darling.”
He pokes me in the chest and says, “You owe me an orgasm, mister.”
“And you’ll get one. After the furniture has been delivered and put in its proper place.”
“Asshole!”
Tsking at him, I say, “Now, now, mate of mine, there’s no need for name calling.”
He growls at me and says, “You are so going to get it once the bed is delivered.”
Crossing my arms, I raise an eyebrow at him and grin. “Is that supposed to scare me?”
“Did it?”
“Nope.”
He sighs. “Shame.”
“You should try harder.”
“Maybe later.”
Grinning, I say, “I love you.”
“I love you too, now go get me something to drink, slave. Oh, and one of the pastries we picked up at Jellal’s shop.”
Laughing, I shake my head and walk into the kitchen to get him his drink and pastry, thankful he had the fridge stocked in advance. I’m excited to see what the future will have in store for us. One thing is for certain though, with him around life will never be dull.
The End
Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed Casper and Griffin’s story. As you could probably tell, Vic’s story will be next in the series since it takes place within the same timeline as this one. I had so much fun writing this story. These guys did not want their story to end but it had to. Keep an eye out for Vic’s story, titled The Artist’s Prickled Fancy. Coming soon.