11 - Chapter Eleven - Theo Vincent's Point Of View.

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Demitri's words were shocking and even though I knew I had heard him correctly, I was still asking myself if I had.

"I... I do not know why you would—-"

"Call for him, Theo. Call for Luca, let him see you–No, us this way."

My eyes widened in the mirror. He couldn't be serious? Right! There was no way he was actually telling me to call for Luca. We're supposed to be cleaning his hand, not fooling around, if this was even considered that.

"What? You can't be serious?" I said in mild shock.

"Luca, Theo wants you to come here. He has something he wants you to see."

My eyes widened further. This looked bad. So bad. I heard his footsteps coming right to the door and the sound of the door handle turning and the air as he opened it. I closed my eyes, not wanting to even see the look on Luca's face.

"Playing in the bathroom, what happened to fixing his hands, Theo?" Luca said, his voice low and deep.

"I... This isn't—-" I muttered, squeezing my eyes tightly shut.

My heart was racing, and I wasn't sure why this wasn't uncomfortable for me. I wanted Luca to look at me. I was even harder now than I had been moments before.

"Theo, tell him what you want. Surely you should let Luca know too." Demitri said softly, before he pulled me away from the sink and made me stand up.

Luca chuckled, stepping into the bathroom. I opened my eyes to see him getting closer.

"I'm pretty sure I understand what Theo wants, Demitri, such a dirty man."

Luca closed the space until I was between the two of them. Demitri lowered his lips against my ear and whispered.

"Why don't you show Luca what you want him to do? How is he supposed to know, Theo?"

I looked up to see Demitri grab Luca's chin after a few minutes of silence and press his lips on the other males. Luca didn't fight him. He kissed him back. Squished between them gave me a pretty lovely look at them like this. Luca set his hand on my hip, slipping his fingers into the bad of my boxers and teasing the skin there.

Luca pulled back only when Demitri did.

"Oh Theo, you're so hard. You liked that, didn't you?" Luca said, his voice silky.

"I don't know what you mean." I muttered fast.

Luca stepped back and took in Demitri and I. The lust was visible on his face.

"As much as playing with you and Demitri is what I want at this moment, I have the food out, and I don't want it to go bad. So Demitri, I implore you to set this game aside for an hour or two, maybe until the morning." Luca said.

"I guess the games will have to wait until you're fed, Theo."

I looked up at Demitri, and that was the wrong move. His piercing eyes looked down at me and I almost got lost in them.

"Come along, Theo." Luca took my upper arm and gently pulled me out of the bathroom.

Demitri was right behind us, the first aid kit in his hands. While Luca made me eat, he fixed Demitri's hands. I was eating pasta and watching Luca bandage his hands. Stopping, I pointed my fork at Luca.

"Whatever the hell that was in my bathroom, I can assure you, I never once thought about it."

"Is that right?" Luca said, his eyes still on Demitri's hands as he fixed them.

"No never."

"I don't believe you haven't thought about this."

Luca closed the space between them and pressed his lips to Demitri's. Luca let Demitri lead, and it was fucking hot.

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