The Red Market (mxmxm)

- Ch. 16 -

Marcus's P.O.V.

I leave the bathroom, grabbing a towel as I go and wrapping it around me, leaving Conner and Eli in the tub. I smirk, thinking back on Eli's expressions while Conner had been sucking me off as I dry myself. I go into the dresser and fish out a pair of sweatpants before putting them on and hanging up the now wet towel. I hear Eli's moans erupt from the bathroom as I rummage through the laundry basket trying to find my phone. I grin in amusement as I plop myself down on my side of the bed, listening to Eli's flustered moans. To be completely honest, I thought without a shadow of a doubt, that he would have called tonight off, especially at the beginning in the bathroom, but the fact that he actually went through with it made me go even lighter on him.

I scroll through emails, the majority of them newsletters and meeting invites. I think back on the men from earlier in the night, my blood boiling as I remember how they talked about Eli once he left, as if he was a piece of meat. Before I can remember more, Conner comes out of the bathroom completely panicked, his face as white as a ghost. I watch him as he frantically towels himself off and throws on a pair of shorts and one of my t shirts before he starts his pacing. "What happened?" I ask and he snaps his head towards me, tears prickling his eyes. I sit up more, tossing my phone beside me, motioning for him to come over.

"I fucked up," he mutters as I rub circles on his hips.

"What do you mean love?" I ask, confused.

"I fucked up real bad Marc," he tells me as his breathing quickens and starts to go into a panic.

"Breathe love, what do you mean?" I ask gently taking a hold of head, making him meet my eyes.

"I kissed him," he breathes out, tears streaming down his face, his eyes completely panicked.

"What?"

"I kissed him Marc! I don't know why I just- I didn't mean to, well I mean I did, but we talked about it, and now I've fucked it up! I'm so sorry," he says in a rush, squeezing his eyes shut and holding himself.

"Hey, breathe. Its okay my love," I tell him, standing up and holding him in my arms.

"No its not, I've fucked it up! What if I've lost his trust! He was starting to open up and everything!" He cries, shaking in my arms like a leaf.

I rub his back, and sit him on the edge of the bed trying to get him to breathe. "Wait here," I tell him, kissing the top of his head before making my way to the bathroom.

Eli sits in the bath, staring off in the distance in shock. He looks up at me, his mouth opened slightly before I lean down and cup his head in my hand. I kiss his soft lips as he sit in shock for a second before starting to kiss back. I feel his hand caress my arm, lightly but firmly holding on as if I was going to run away. I must admit my heart does swell a little, reminding me of the first few months of dating Conner, that spark tingling our lips. I pull back for a second looking down at Eli's blushing face before I give him one last kiss, leaving the bathroom again.

"There, problem solved," I tell Conner, lifting his face to meet mine.

"What?" He asks, his voice cracking.

"Fixed it, so no more crying," I tell him lightheartedly, wiping away his tears.

"What'd you do?" He asks, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"I evened it out. Problem solved right?"

"You what?!" He basically shouts, panicked even more.

"Shh shh shh, its okay love. Didn't we talk about how we wanted the first kisses to be consecutive?"