The newcomer scooped him like was nothing more than a feather and took him back into the bed. He let out an exasperated sigh, his annoyance growing by the second, as he was once more treated like an insolent child. He sat up and crossed his arms across his chest. He meant for the gesture to come off as fed up, but he could only look cute as he stuck his bottom lip out in a pout.
"Someone is moody!..." the man moved to stroke his hair and was rewarded with a bite. He let Carryl bite down on his thumb, making no move to pull it out "...and sassy" he concluded.
"I don't know who you people are but I need to go home and start making calls because I missed a day of work because of you!" He wanted to sound angry but years of holding everything in had his admonishing come off as a plea and the two gorgeous kidnappers seemed to find it endearing.
"I don't have money if that's what you are after. I think your bed costs more than everything I have to my name" he said faltering as his sad reality tried clawing its way through but was quickly halted by an aromatic cloud as Eli suddenly engulfed him in the warmest, and truth be told, first hug he had in a very long time.
Despite his reservations, he found himself snuggling into the embrace. Although he and Eli were strangers, she had shown him more kindness in the few minutes they had spent with each other than he had received all year long. He felt the embrace tighten as another body joined the pile. Being surrounded like this, engulfed in a heated embrace had his prick jumping to life again begging for attention. He had been starved of affection and release for much too long.
"My name is Park, James Park, but you can call me daddy." Incredulously, Carryl whipped his head to glance up only to find James smiling. The smile lasted for the whole of one second before a dominating look took over his face, leaving Carryl fighting the urge to curl up at his foot and whimper.
"This is my wife Eli." His eyes widened slightly in surprise but quickly got over it seeing as how it was the most likely scenario.
"I am sorry," he said not knowing what he was apologizing for and yet still overwhelmed with the need to.
"No need to apologize. If anything, we should apologize to you for making you miss work and for almost maiming you." James soothed the boy, his hands moving in slow circles on his shoulders. James felt Carryl stiffen under his roaming touch and he couldn't help the predatory smile that grew on his face.
"It's okay...you did mean to," he said.
Eli moved back, untangling herself from Carryl so that they could face each other. She took his flushed face in her hands. His pink lips were now trapped between his teeth in worry. The pale and unmarred skin was a huge contrast to her much darker skin. More pressing was the rock-hard boner that was beginning to leak. She ran her tongue over her lips in anticipation, feeling glad when Carryl once more stared at her lips. He had such an honest face, Eli was beginning to feel protective.
"We did something bad to you, so let us help you feel better." She used a low, seductive tone that had Park's trousers tightening. The boy's confusion grew at her request and so in a moment of heat, she leaned down to his lips, giving him a second to pull away before crashing her lips to his when he made no move.
At that moment, Carryl made the decision to blame his dry spell on not defending his honor. He made no move to back away as Eli leaned into the kiss, deepening it. Her lips were impossibly soft while her tongue seemed to be searing his soul as it caressed his lips and tongue. The kiss was heated and soul-bearing, and he never wanted it to stop. He felt a dip behind him and seconds later a hip mouth latched itself onto his neck, eliciting such pleasure, he found himself moaning into her mouth. Eli finally broke the kiss while Park did not pause in his ravishing.
"Such a good boy!" she praised, and it was all he could do not to die from pleasure.