He nodded. “My last time…” He shook his head. “It wasn’t so good.” At all. “I need a new last memory, huh?”
“You deserve that. No one is in a hurry, and everything stops if you say so. You have my word.” Doc’s thumb slid gently over his lips.
He kissed that thumb, and it was like a little blessing, a moment of comfort.
“Relax,” Chou whispered behind him. He gasped as a finger slipped inside him, the lube cool, but the pressure setting him on fire. He’d been so focused on Doc he hadn’t seen Chou pick the lube up off the bed. “I have you, Kitten, and I swear I’ll make this good for you.”
Alain nodded, daring to lean a little, to make contact with the doctor’s sold chest.
Doc’s hand landed on his nape, not holding him there but stroking, soothing him. “Tell him what you need, little one.”
“I need…” His soft sob surprised him. “I need it to feel good. Please. I really need that, y’all.”
“Oh, Kitten…” Master Neil’s hand stroked his spine. “You got my word. I’m going to make you happy as all get out.”
“Breathe, Alain. Breathe and trust.” Doc’s voice rumbled in his chest, low and soft, just for his ears.
Breathe. He could do that. In and out. In and out. It was harder than he’d expected, especially once Chou began to touch him, fingers cool and slick as they stroked him inside. They seemed to stretch him wide, opening him up not just there but deep in places he tried to hide.
Neil had pushed him some, and he shook, his inhalations coming too fast.
“Look at me, Alain. Look up at me.” Doc tried to help him raise his head. “Deep breath and use your words if you need them. Deep breath. With me.”
He met those pale blue eyes and found that they helped him make space inside him, space for Neil.
“That’s good, kitten. I can feel you relax. Still tight, but so hot and getting slick now, and I’ll be able to take you soon.” Neil’s words made him shudder.
Master Isaac smiled at him, the expression warm, and Alain nodded. “I’m y’all’s. Right here.”
He could be theirs.
He got a slow nod in return, and there was something deep in those blue eyes. “Good boy.” He wasn’t brilliant maybe, but he knew important when he saw it, and to Master Doctor, this wasimportant.
“Yes.” Neil breathed the word from behind him, that big body right there, closing him in between them. Those fingers liked to drive him crazy, relentless, the stretch and burn almost too much but not enough.
And it just went on and on. It was as if the man had endless amounts of patience.
“You trying to make him shoot before you fuck him, boy?” Doc sounded amused. Alain wasn’t amused though, he was aching. His toes were curling, his whole body begging. “Give me the show I’m waiting for.”
Then, as if his Chou had been waiting for Doc’s order, that cock pressed against him, not teasing; he knew Chou was being careful, but moving so slow, too goddamn slow.
He let out a low, needy groan that might have been Chou’s name. He didn’t know. What did it matter? His body was being all filled up, and he was right there for every fat inch.
“Mmm. So impatient, both of you.” Neil’s words buzzed against the nape of his neck, where the man pressed a kiss. “I’m having fun.”
Christ, was Neil always so…able to play the long game? Alain felt like he was always quick off the mark, but Neil fucked him like they had days for this.
“I hope so.” Doc reached over his shoulder, and all he could do was imagine the caress, the look passing between them.
“You know it. You two together look…well, you know me and words, Guapo. We’re not always friends. But damn, you’re fine.” Neil slid deep, that heavy cock shaking his foundation to the ground.
“Those are lovely words. Concentrate on your boy; he’s your priority now.” He could feel Doc’s hands on him, but it was hard to follow the touch until the pinch and tug on his nipples drew his focus.
He cried out, and so did Chou, the sound shocked and raw, drawn out as his body clenched. “I felt that!”
“Did you like that? He seemed to. I can do it again.” Those knowing fingers rolled and pinched him again, tugging a little harder this time.
Chou slammed into him in response, and his eyes rolled back in his head. That was just right. Just what he needed. “Yes…”