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.Rook beamed at him—that easy, ready smile addictive.“Okay.Kisses first, and then kissing.I mean blow jobs.No.Cooking.Kissing, blow jobs and cooking.”Jason cracked up, his laughter ringing out.“Horndog.”Rook tried to look offended and failed miserably.“I think the word you’re looking for is corndog and we have some in the freezer.”“Ew.No.That’s not healthy.” Hot dogs were…awful.That had Rook cracking up and the kiss that was pressed on him was full of the sound, of the happiness.They ended up leaning against the counter, wrapped up together, lips clinging.It happened with Rook.A lot.Rook rubbed against him and slowly ended the kiss.“Wanna suck you.”He blinked then moaned.He loved when Rook said that.Loved it.Rook slowly slid down to his knees, kissing and licking as he went.“Rook…” His robe was opened, his body exposed.“Uh-huh.” Rook breathed on his cock.“You’re so…good…” At this.At kisses.At making him feel good.Rook beamed up at him.“Love you too, honey.” Then the man swallowed his cock whole.Jason gasped, eyes wide as he watched his prick disappear.Rook pulled back again, Jason’s glistening prick sliding from between his lips.“Oh, God.Please.” He reached down and stroked Rook’s hair.Rook pulled off long enough to say, “I love how you beg.” Then Rook took him back down again.His world spun and he held on to the edge of the counter.Rook’s head bobbed, that mouth sliding up and down his prick.Fuck.He… It… This… Damn.The words floated through the air.The hum around his cock sent vibrations right to his balls.Jason whimpered and shot.No matter how many times Rook did that to him—and it was often—it was always amazing.Rook swallowed him down and cleaned his cock thoroughly, pulling off just before it became too much sensation.He was given a shit-eating grin, Rook looking so pleased.“Yum!”“Good morning.” He blinked and swayed, his knees weak.“It is!” Rook grabbed his ass playfully, then tied his robe back up.“Okay.Conversation and scones.I think it’s about time we talked about safewords.”“I’ll get the butter.” Safewords, huh?“The stick in the freezer, honey.We can take turns grating it, because that’s got to be something everyone should do at least once in their life.” Rook looked at the recipe and started pulling the other ingredients out.Going by past experience, the cooking would happen with enthusiasm and a huge mess would be made, which Rook would laugh and shrug about and either he or Bish would clean up later.Rook was very hit or miss when it came to cooking—more miss than hit—but he had a lot of enthusiasm, like with everything he did.Jason thought it was sort of incredibly adorable.He found the butter and grabbed himself a banana on the way by.“Oh, God, I love the way you eat those.” Rook stopped what he was doing and set a hip against the counter, looking at him.“Aren’t we grating butter?” He handed the stick over and peeled the banana.“And they have lots of potassium.”“Uh-huh.” Rook put the stick of butter in the bowl he’d taken out of the cupboard.“Let me watch you blow the banana first.”“I…” Now he was never going to be able to eat the damned thing.Rook licked his lips and smiled.“I can just eat it, right?”“Uh-huh.Go for it.”Oh, thank God.He ate the banana, trying not to blush.Rook moaned and sighed happily.“I do love watching you eat those…”He snorted around the fruit in his mouth, stupid with happiness.It was only when he was done that Rook sighed again and went back to fetching ingredients and measuring cups.He moved behind Rook, hands on the man’s shoulders.“You okay?”“Mmm.I am, honey.I was just enjoying watching you.That feels good.”“Are we serious about piercing…things?”Rook nodded.“Oh, yes.” Rook turned and looped both arms around his waist.“They’re not permanent and you’d look amazing with some pretty rings to play with.”“I don’t know.I don’t… I’m not sure I’m comfortable with that.”“I think we should definitely talk about safewords, honey.You need to know because that’s the way you make anything stop.”“Okay.What’s yours?” He liked that idea.“Mine is ‘guillotine’ because there’s no way I’d accidentally say that.”“Guillotine? Like off with his head?” Seriously?Rook laughed and nodded.“Well, it has to be something easy to remember and that you wouldn’t normally use.There’s no way I’m going to say guillotine ever and not mean it as my safeword.And I’m hardly going to forget it, am I?”“Right.Do Bishop and Knight have one?”“Yep.Knight’s is ‘wonderland’ and Bishop’s is ‘Alaska’.”He pondered that
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