The King of Sin {Complete}

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(Pic of The King ->)

King's POV

"A munch?"

Bear looked a little confused as he repeated the word, before frowning deeply. A gurgling sound was heard, making everybody in the room look in Bear's direction. His expression didn't change as his cheeks turned a slight pink.

"A munch is a meeting that is arranged for members of a club or a website, since Red Velvet provides both we plan annual munches and conventions. This is to make sure we are all up to date with the latest equipment or newest form of play. All members are welcome and they might be dressed up according to their favourite kink."

Link looked proud as he responded to Bear's question with the right answer.

"All this talk about munches has given me the munchies."

The fact he felt the need to defend himself and was slightly pouting as he crossed his arms had the corner of my lips twitching. I signalled for Link to take Bear to the kitchen to satisfy his grumbling stomach. Ever since Link had told me about his deep wordless connection to Bear, he had insisted that we should go over so he could explain it himself. To my astonishment Bear gave the same explanation as Link did. That had me wondering if Bear would be a natural Sub like Link, for Bear has been broadcasting very mixed signals ever since I personally met him. Bear is one of Roland's first hired security people and his squeaky clean resume never gave me any indication for a personal meeting.

I turn towards Roland as Link's and Bear's footsteps fade away, watching him glare intently at the words on the piece of paper clutched in his fist. He looks up as he feels my intense stare.

"Your Highness?"

I pluck the piece of paper out of his clutch and scan it quickly before nodding, giving Roland the go ahead to continue the process of setting up our annual munch and convention. Looking relieved at my agreeing nod, Roland smiles and gets up with the phone stuck to his ear as he informs the rest of the crew to continue their good work, and the fact that the schedule for the demonstrations was slightly changed. The demonstration of the wax play won't make it in time and they were wondering if there was any chance to switch with someone else's slot. I didn't agree to a switch, switching will confuse all the viewers since I had them in this particular sequence because of their subjects. They are more than welcome to show the way play at our annual munch next month. And Roland was to send out a notice to those who come especially for the wax play that they won't be here today.

As I watch him leave, I wonder what is taking Bear and Link so long, the kitchen isn't that far off the living room after all. Walking back through the living room to the kitchen I hear Bear and Link talking, they sound like they were arguing a bit about something. I was standing on the kitchen threshold, watching intently the heated discussion between them.

"What kind of health nut is he? He has no decent food in his fridge or cupboards."

Bear mumbled with his head stuck in my stainless steel fridge, rummaging through its contents. Since his back was towards Link he didn't see the heated look Link was giving his slightly sticking out ass. Bear was bending from the waist forward, pushing his ass backward towards Link. Groaning under his breath Bear straightened up and closed the fridge, unsatisfied with its content.