Written
by Jodie
Thank
you, Brad, for allowing me the use of your characters. Here’s proof a Drabble is
possible with them.
“Stop,
Master!”
“Are
you giving me an order, slave?” Emerson wiped the condensation from the mirror
and glared at the reflection next to his. Two naked men studied each other.
Liam
blushed, but responded candidly. “Isn’t it my responsibility to care for your
belongings, Master?”
“It
is.”
“Your
teeth belong to you. You were grinding them again.”
Emerson
smiled, somewhat relaxing his stance. “It was a stressful day.”
“Massage
time!” Liam declared as he took the older man’s hand and led him out of the en
suite towards the turned-down bed.
Emerson
willingly followed, knowing he’d be well taken care of.
The
End
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