Switching Places

Hunter stretched his limbs in his California king-sized bed, then kicked at the light blanket covering him, working the tangled fabric free until he’d pushed it onto the floor. He didn’t want anything in the way of ravishing Tobey once he’d returned from the bathroom. Tobey would likely want to stay up since he’d been stressing out over their housewarming party for days. However, Hunter had his own ideas on how to get his boy to relax.

Tobey emerged from the en suite master bath, naked, gorgeous—and headed straight for the kitchen.

Oh no, I’ll have none of that.

“Whoa, hey there.” Hunter propped himself up on his elbows. “Where do you think you’re going?”

Tobey halted a few steps from the threshold of the bedroom then turned to him, his brow furrowed. “I was going to get the coffee started. I can bring yours in here if you’d like to relax while I get started on the preparations.”

Hunter let out a snort. “The only thing I want you to bring me is your fine ass back to this bed.”

Tobey chewed on his bottom lip. “Uh…” He chewed some more. “But the party…”

“Is six hours from now and you’ve been cleaning all week, rearranging the furniture, and truthfully, I’m not sure what else. I can’t even find my coffee mug anymore.” Hunter sighed. “I’m a neglected boyfriend, partner and Master, so I need your body rubbing up against mine immediately. Possibly a few other things too, but we can get into that once you’re back in bed.”

Tobey’s chin had been dipping lower as Hunter spoke, and he started to feel bad about his growly tone. He just wants everything to be nice. It would also be Tobey’s first time officially meeting his sister Alita, and since she was almost all the family either of them had left, it had to be important to him that their home be perfect.

“Hey, baby. C’mere.” Hunter rolled onto his side to face Tobey and patted the mattress. “I didn’t mean to come off so harsh. I just need some alone time with you before things get crazy later, and you’ve done such a great job on the place that I can’t imagine what else you need to do.”

Tobey gave a one-shouldered shrug. “I guess I’m just nervous. I know the place looks all right. I mean, your house was already spotless before I did anything to it.”

Hunter gave a loud clear of his throat. “I think what you actually meant was our house.”

Tobey still hadn’t lifted his head, but the corner of his mouth tugged into the beginnings of a smile. “Yeah. Our house.” He raised his eyes. “Thank you.”

Hunter patted with more vigor. “Then your ass, in this bed, now.”

Tobey giggled. “I still have to make the appetizers.”

“I’ll show you some appetizers. Don’t make me come over there.”

Tobey arched his eyebrows. “Oh yeah? What happens if you do?”

“Cock cage for a week.”

Tobey raced over, launching himself at Hunter and landing half on him and half on the mattress. They wrestled and rolled on the bed, laughing, until Hunter gained the advantage. He pushed Tobey onto his back and straddled him. They paused, both of them out of breath from their play. Hunter took a moment to gaze down at his beautiful sub, to appreciate how fortunate he was that Tobey hadn’t run away from him forever. His stomach clenched at the thought of how close he’d come to losing him because he’d been such a jerk.

Hunter brushed back some of Tobey’s long hair that had gotten tangled, then had stuck to Tobey’s lips and brow while they’d tumbled on the bed. He leaned down to give him a leisurely kiss before straightening again. “I love you more than you know. I’m so thrilled that we’ve made our own family, that we can build our lives together with love and leave the bullshit behind.”

Tobey reached up, running his thumb along Hunter’s jawline, against the scruff decorating his skin. He couldn’t help but smile as he recalled how adamant Tobey had been that he grow it again. In his bid to clean himself up to win Tobey back, he’d miscalculated his boy’s preference for the rougher look.

“And you’re sure Alita’s okay with all this?” Tobey had let his hand fall to Hunter’s shoulder, but kept rubbing his fingers over his skin in light circles.

Hmm. Much more concerned than I’d realized. Hunter placed small kisses on Tobey’s forehead, nibbling his way down his face until he reached his mouth, pressing one last peck to his lips before straightening. “What is it that has you worried when you say ‘all of this’?”

Tobey averted his eyes but kept running his palm up and down Hunter’s arm. “Well, obviously she knows we’re gay and living together as boyfriends. And you said she knows you’re in the lifestyle…” Tobey lifted his gaze. “I guess I’m so used to judgment after judgment from my family with every single thing I did being another reason why I was wrong or shameful or an embarrassment. I can’t remember if I told you or not, but I never said a word about being into BDSM. Just being gay made me not worth being their son anymore.” Tobey rolled his eyes. “Oh my God. My dad would’ve probably beaten the shit out of me had he known about my love of the lifestyle. At least I knew better than to open up my big mouth about that.”

Hunter bit back the angry words that wanted to fly free. He hoped he never met Mr. Chen. After hearing about how he’d given Tobey a concussion when he’d come out to his family, he didn’t need his restraint to be tested.

“Babe, look at me. I want you to really hear the truth of what I’m saying.” Hunter adjusted his frame, stretching his body over Tobey. He cupped Tobey’s cheek as he locked onto his eyes. “Alita is not like your father. She’s not like my father or my brothers or any of our family who’ve shit on us. She’s already told me how happy she is I’ve found such a wonderful person to spend my life with.” Hunter snorted. “Now she can finally quit busting my chops about it. She’s been on me for years.”

Tobey pulled his eyebrows together. “She’s never met me, though.”

“Well, she did point out that you had to be a saint to put up with me at all, but beyond that, you guys have talked on the phone.” Hunter grinned. “She already gave me her stamp of approval.”

“Really?” Tobey worried his bottom lip. “I hope I live up to her expectations then.”

Hunter groaned. “That’s it.” He rolled off Tobey. “Turn over. I need to spank your cute little butt before I fill it.”