Dwyl put Lea down on his bed. She had been rubbing herself against him the entire way to the room, sometimes brushing against a sensitive part of his body. What was even worse was that Mason had been staring daggers in his back with every movement she had made. The suggestive sounds that had leaked out of Kailey's mouth didn't make it better. Dwyl had felt the killing intent radiating of off Mason, and he had walked faster in fear of Mason actually using the gun he had with him to shoot him in the head. It was no wonder Dwyl was relieved when he could finally remove himself from Lea.
"So, what are we going to do now?" Mason asked, standing next to William watching Kailey toss from side to side. He wasn't happy at all. While walking towards this room Kailey had put her hands all over William's bare torso. Mason had to use all his willpower not to snatch Kailey from William, and fire a rain off bullets through him. William wasn't worthy of Kailey's hands! That scum had bedded hundreds, if not thousandths, of people and just threw them aside when he was finished with them, sometimes even ordering their execution because they didn't satisfy him enough. How could someone so coldblooded be deserving of Kailey? The sight of them together made him want to tear William to pieces. It was a miracle he hadn't lost his cool and discharged his gun.
Dwyl glanced at Mason, whose expression was really ugly. "Well, I'm no doctor, but based on Kailey's current movements and the sounds she's making my guess would be she's ho*ny."
Mason stared at William incredulously. "What?"
"I said she's ho*ny. She wants s*x." Dwyl walked away from the bed and started rummaging through the closets looking for a toy. He needed to find something that was easy to use, and would satisfy Lea.
Mason didn't believe William's statement, because it was simply ridiculous. Someone is passed out, turning red, wriggling a bit and he assumes she's ho*ny? What kind of world did William live in? Just because Kailey indeed looked sexy, and was making some very erotic movements, doesn't mean that she wanted to f**k. She is unconscious, for heaven's sake! Was this some kind of excuse to take advantage of her? He couldn't let that happen.
"What is wrong with you? How can you say something like that about a person who is sleeping?"
Dwyl had finally found the thing he was looking for; an air pressure vibr**or.
"There is nothing wrong with me," Dwyl answered while triumphantly holding the vibr**or up. "Anyone who sees Kailey would think she is in the middle of doing the deed."
"You… What are you holding?" Mason asked with trepidation. He had a really bad feeling about this, and was preparing to take William down any second now.
"It's an air pressure vibr**or." He send Mason a smirk. "First time seeing one?"
Mason felt blood rush to his head. He didn't know if it was from humiliation, anger or both. "What are you planning to do with it?"
"What do you think? Use it on Kailey, of course."
That was all Mason needed to hear to point his gun at William. "Don't move an inch."
Dwyl put his hands up as a sign of peace. "Calm down. Do you really need to react this way? I'm only trying to help."
"Drop that thing in your hand." Mason threatened.
"No way! This is the one with the best quality. I don't want it to break. It will take at least an hour before a servant can bring me a new one, and I don't want to let Kailey suffer that long or use an inferior product."
"I'm not letting you go near her with that thing in your hand." Mason insisted.
"But she needs it!" Dwyl had promised Writer to take good care of her! Why did he need to make it Dwyl so difficult by contradicting his own words? It's not like he wanted to take care of her se*ual needs. Writer would definitely blame him if she died in this world while he could prevent it, even if the obstacle was Writer himself.
"Even if she does, she's still unconscious. She can't give her consent! I'm not letting you touch her in a million years."
Dwyl sighed. "First of all; technically I don't need to really touch her with this, and second of all; like I told you already, Kailey and I are just friends. I want to wake her up, so she can use it herself."
Mason frowned. If Kailey's problem really was being overly lustful, and William was telling the truth about wanting to wake her up and letting her use the toy herself, than how could he justify his objections? He was just being an obstacle to Kailey. Mason lowered his gun a bit.
"Put the vibr**or on the table slowly. No funny business." Mason needed to compromise. He would do anything to improve Kailey's situation, even listening to William Wright's advice.
Dwyl did as he was told. "I really mean no harm."
"Be quiet and go stand in the corner of the room." Mason advanced towards the table and inspected the toy with disgust in his eyes.
"I'm an adult, you know. Why do you need to punish me like I'm a child?" William pouted, while reluctantly walking to one of the corners. He didn't want to obey Mason, but the other still had a dangerous weapon in his hand and an inherent hatred for his character. It was better not to push to hard.
Mason scowled. He had said William needed to shut it, but he didn't listen. It was like he wasn't scared of him at all.
"Have you used this thing?" Mason asked.
"Don't be silly. I'm a man," Dwyl laughed. "That one is used for the pleasure of women."
"That's not what I was asking!" Mason clenched the gun in his hand. The temptation to shoot William was so hard to resist. Did he think this was a game? Knowing him, probably.
"What were you asking then?" Dwyl teased.
"Has this toy, the one that is on table, been used already? I don't want Kailey to get some weird disease."
Dwyl scoffed. "Of course not. I always throw them away after I've used them once on a woman, and order a new one for the next time. It's so unhygienic to use it on multiple women. Besides, I wouldn't want something stained with another human being's fluid in my closet. The thought alone is revolting." A chill went through his body just thinking about it.
This made Mason pick up the vibr**or and study it closer. "William, you are despicable. I don't understand why you would have something like this in your room."
"It's not despicable!" William left his corner of the room and ran to Mason's side, grabbing the hand that holds the toy and staring straight in Mason's eyes. "I just like seeing the person I'm f**king sincerely moaning from pleasure. The expression they get when I use this device on them is priceless! Begging me to stop because the stimulation is too much, it's the best!"
"Let. Go. Of. My. Wrist." Mason's eyes were menacing, he was so close to pulling the trigger on this pathetic guy. Didn't the fact that William needed something like this mean that he couldn't bring a woman to enjoy having s*x with him the normal way? Mason suddenly felt a lot more confident about his chances of getting Kailey. Even if William was lying and there was something more going on between them, this information meant that he probably didn't need to worry so much. Mason was way better than any toy!
Grudgingly Dwyl let go. Why couldn't Mason tolerate his touch? It was so sad. How was Lea better than him? He didn't see it.
"Let's wake Kailey up." Mason said after William had released his hand. The sooner she was better the sooner he could interrogate this punk about his real intentions.
Dwyl nodded. "Okay."