wasn’t about to answer it when he fished it out and realized it
was Vincente.
Dom immediately walked away, quietly talking
to somebody on the other end of the line. His pale shirt was moving
with the breeze, and so was his hair. It was such a picturesque
sight, it was making Seth uneasy.
His brother wouldn’t stop calling, so Seth
gave in and finally picked up the call. It looked like the
possibility of sex would be snatched from him yet again.
“What?”
There was a snort that croaked at the other
side of the line, but then, Vincente spoke up. “Are you out
shooting rabbits that you can’t answer on time?”
“I just… I was busy.” Seth took a long
breath, slowly walking up to Domenico and touching the soft ends of
his hair. He wanted to be all sorts of busy with Dom, and for a
second or two, it looked like he would be. Domenico put the cell
back into his pocket and gestured for him to finish talking to
Vincente, who was sounding smugger with each word he uttered.
“That’s new. I thought you’re enjoying your
extended holiday.”
Seth gave Dom a confused look. “Well, yeah,
but I have stuff to do. Before the wedding and all.”
“Father requires you in the house as soon as
possible. I will be waiting for you in the living room.”
Seth groaned. “Okay,” he said and
disconnected, looking up at Dom. “There goes your blow job.”
“I’ve been summoned too.” Domenico sighed and
reached into his pocket, retrieving a black hair band, which he
immediately used to gather his hair into a neat ponytail. “Where
to?”
Seth shrugged. He wasn’t impressed by this
turn of events. “Vincente wants to see me in the living room.”
Domenico bit his lip, looking toward the sea
before turning his eyes to Seth again. His brows were gathering to
form a deep valley above his nose. “I’ll go first. Do all they ask
you to.”
Seth nodded and watched Domenico walk off.
It was like a snippet from a new Dolce & Gabbana ad campaign. A
single elegant figure walking down the dirt road, the sun setting
over the villa on the hill, flooding the surroundings in bloodred
light. Seth waited to see Dom disappear between the trees and
followed, watching his lover make quick, sharp strides from a
distance.
When Dom crossed the villa’s inner fence,
which dated back to at least the turn of the century, Seth stopped
to look at two birds chasing one another in a tree, before
eventually walking into his mother’s flower garden himself. He
frowned, suddenly realizing that there was an eerie silence about
the house. Usually, it was a time for evening business, but not
today.
His brother stood there, tapping his foot
against the marble tiles.
“I was out for a walk,” Seth said, still not
over the fact that his dick could have been down Dom’s throat right
now.
Vincente rolled his eyes. “Watching the sea
maybe?” He was already walking into the house.
More like jumping off a
cliff . “Yeah, something like that. Are you
gonna tell me what Father wants?”
Vincente snorted, walking through the empty
drawing room, which was a customary spot for the Family’s women to
have a drink and cake at approximately this time. Today though, it
was empty. “I think he wants to give you the happy news
himself.”
For a moment of grim humor, Seth wondered if
the happy news was his fiancée eloping with another man. That would
have made his day. He scowled at the white and blue flower
ornaments that had been wrapped around the railing of the stairs in
preparation for the wedding reception.
Vincente walked through the
main living room and down an empty corridor. It was like a stroll
through an empty hotel. And more like the one from The Shining than
the Marriot on a
slow day. It had Seth uncomfortable, but the real chills came when
Vincente led him to the back of the building and opened the thick
steel door to the cellar.
“What is it?” Seth asked, all hairs bristling
on his nape when he got the first sniff of cool air
was Vincente.
Dom immediately walked away, quietly talking
to somebody on the other end of the line. His pale shirt was moving
with the breeze, and so was his hair. It was such a picturesque
sight, it was making Seth uneasy.
His brother wouldn’t stop calling, so Seth
gave in and finally picked up the call. It looked like the
possibility of sex would be snatched from him yet again.
“What?”
There was a snort that croaked at the other
side of the line, but then, Vincente spoke up. “Are you out
shooting rabbits that you can’t answer on time?”
“I just… I was busy.” Seth took a long
breath, slowly walking up to Domenico and touching the soft ends of
his hair. He wanted to be all sorts of busy with Dom, and for a
second or two, it looked like he would be. Domenico put the cell
back into his pocket and gestured for him to finish talking to
Vincente, who was sounding smugger with each word he uttered.
“That’s new. I thought you’re enjoying your
extended holiday.”
Seth gave Dom a confused look. “Well, yeah,
but I have stuff to do. Before the wedding and all.”
“Father requires you in the house as soon as
possible. I will be waiting for you in the living room.”
Seth groaned. “Okay,” he said and
disconnected, looking up at Dom. “There goes your blow job.”
“I’ve been summoned too.” Domenico sighed and
reached into his pocket, retrieving a black hair band, which he
immediately used to gather his hair into a neat ponytail. “Where
to?”
Seth shrugged. He wasn’t impressed by this
turn of events. “Vincente wants to see me in the living room.”
Domenico bit his lip, looking toward the sea
before turning his eyes to Seth again. His brows were gathering to
form a deep valley above his nose. “I’ll go first. Do all they ask
you to.”
Seth nodded and watched Domenico walk off.
It was like a snippet from a new Dolce & Gabbana ad campaign. A
single elegant figure walking down the dirt road, the sun setting
over the villa on the hill, flooding the surroundings in bloodred
light. Seth waited to see Dom disappear between the trees and
followed, watching his lover make quick, sharp strides from a
distance.
When Dom crossed the villa’s inner fence,
which dated back to at least the turn of the century, Seth stopped
to look at two birds chasing one another in a tree, before
eventually walking into his mother’s flower garden himself. He
frowned, suddenly realizing that there was an eerie silence about
the house. Usually, it was a time for evening business, but not
today.
His brother stood there, tapping his foot
against the marble tiles.
“I was out for a walk,” Seth said, still not
over the fact that his dick could have been down Dom’s throat right
now.
Vincente rolled his eyes. “Watching the sea
maybe?” He was already walking into the house.
More like jumping off a
cliff . “Yeah, something like that. Are you
gonna tell me what Father wants?”
Vincente snorted, walking through the empty
drawing room, which was a customary spot for the Family’s women to
have a drink and cake at approximately this time. Today though, it
was empty. “I think he wants to give you the happy news
himself.”
For a moment of grim humor, Seth wondered if
the happy news was his fiancée eloping with another man. That would
have made his day. He scowled at the white and blue flower
ornaments that had been wrapped around the railing of the stairs in
preparation for the wedding reception.
Vincente walked through the
main living room and down an empty corridor. It was like a stroll
through an empty hotel. And more like the one from The Shining than
the Marriot on a
slow day. It had Seth uncomfortable, but the real chills came when
Vincente led him to the back of the building and opened the thick
steel door to the cellar.
“What is it?” Seth asked, all hairs bristling
on his nape when he got the first sniff of cool air
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