Chapter 79
Inside Ken's room, Zeno was standing beside his wardrobe, watching the boy select what he wanted to wear by himself.
"How about this?" Ken asked as he held up a pair of blue shorts for Zeno to see.
Zeno shook his head, "It's kind of cold outside; how about full pants," He suggested.
"Fine...just a second," Ken turned to his wardrobe again and picked a pair of black pants and a black shirt, "These?" He stared at Zeno in expectation.
Zeno nodded, even though he would have loved to comment on why Zeno's outfit was almost all black, just like his father's but it was none of his business, so he just said, "Go put them on," He opened a door beside his wardrobe and made way for him to enter his walk-in closet.
"Don't peek," Ken pointed at Zeno before he shut his door.
Zeno chuckled and stepped back from the door, wondering how Sebastian produced such a humorous and kind child while he was the complete opposite.
He was lost in thought when he suddenly felt those strong and familiar arms around his waist.
"What's up, baby girl?" Sebastian moved in behind Zeno and whispered in his ear.
Zeno felt ticklish and wanted to move away from him but Sebastian held him closer to his front and tighter.
"I asked, what's up, baby girl?" Sebastian whispered again.
Zeno wanted to move away from him because he had just discovered that Sebastian's touch had a way of melting away his anger, and he wasn't done being angry at him, Sebastian should understand what mutual respect was all about.
In as much as he's the boss, the boss' also respects their employee; it's not a written rule; it's one of the universal human rules, and it is only right to treat others how you want them to treat you.
"Let go of me..." Zeno said in a low voice, placing his hands on Sebastian's around his waist and trying to remove it from him.
"Shh...stop squirming...it's turning me on," Sebastian bit Zeno's earlobe, sucking it into his mouth.
"Ahh...Sebastian...there's - ahh... a boy in the - stop...room..." Zeno fought the urge to fall back against Sebastian and let him carry on his sweet torture on him.
"Chill, baby, he's got problems fixing his pants...we got time," Sebastian kissed the side of Zeno's neck and moved his hands up his chest, pinching his nipples through his shirt.
"God... you're so perfect," Sebastian whispered huskily.
Zeno had his mouth opened like a fish as he breathed heavily; he managed to hold one of Sebastian's hands and removed it from his chest, and then he removed the other one, too.
He slowly turned to Sebastian, locking his eyes with his the moment he faced him.
"What do you think you're doing?" Zeno questioned with a slight frown, trying to control his breathing, Sebastian had a way of tuning his heart to whatever frequency he wanted it to be.
Sebastian smirked, slowly walking closer to Zeno. "Tell me you didn't like it and I'll leave," He whispered, drawing Zeno close by the waist.
Zeno bit his lips and looked away.
That would be a lie because he did like it, in fact, he wanted more, but he would never say that.
Sebastian placed his hand on the side of Zeno's face and brought it back to face him, he used his thumb to draw out Zeno's bottom lips from between his teeth then proceeded to place his lips very close to Zeno's, "They're mine for me to bite, baby girl," He whispered and sucked Zeno's bottom lip into his mouth, gently biting it between his teeth and slowly releasing it.
"You liked that?" He asked Zeno, whose eyes had turned lusty and misty.
Zeno was speechless; he shut his eyes and forced himself to focus; he was getting that spontaneous feeling again, the feeling that wanted him to believe that he meant more to Sebastian, a feeling that made him think that Sebastian did stare at him like in those paintings.
He was getting ahead of himself like he always did.
"Just stay away from me, Sebastian, unless it's time to do what's on the contract, I don't want all these little moments between us anymore, please," Zeno was about to step back but Sebastian caught his hand and was about to reply him when Ken's walk-in-closet door opened and the little guy walked out to see his father holding Zeno around the waist.
"Dad, are you hugging Zeno?" Ken blinked as he stared at them.
Zeno, who was backing Ken, was surprised to hear his voice; he'd been caught off guard.
He immediately stepped away from Sebastian and turned to Ken, "No, he's not hugging me, Ken, he's just helping with my belt, yes, my belt," Zeno felt his ears turning red from embarrassment and lying.
"Oh, okay, how do I look?" Ken spread his arms and smiled at Zeno, proudly showing off his white shirt with the Spongebob drawing imprinted on the chest.
Zeno cleared his throat, he was surprised to see that Ken had a cloth that looked like a child's.
He nodded, "It's cool, Ken, let's go downstairs; Nicholas must be waiting, "He went over to Ken and held his hand, leading him past Sebastian, who was staring at them with unreadable eyes.
Sebastian felt like he was the unloved parent, the one who the child didn't like to spend time with.
"What the fuck..." He muttered and sighed.
Where the hell did he get the idea of Zeno being Ken's parent? Something must be going on in his brain, he must need to see a psychiatrist for even letting himself think that way.
He went over to Ken's bed and picked up Zeno's phone which he had forgotten, and walked out of the room.
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