Unsevered Ties

49. Silver Tongues

Chapter 49: Silver Tongues

Sylas trailed in front of Valas, gingerly fingering through the silky tail that strung from his barely clad body. Luckily for him, he knew all the back routes around the hall. Walking around like a defiled maiden was beyond tragic. He glanced back at Valas who was fully clothed albeit having rips through every clothing article.

"Why can't we just go and change our clothing? We look like simpletons walking around like this. Why are we going to the hot spring right now?"

"We are going to see Sega and Aiden of course. You said we should go join the winning team. Why wait?"

Sylas paused, body spinning with wide eyes. He knew Valas felt particularly slimy, but he had been too focused on their fuck session's after effects to really care. His tail stiffened, which caused it to throb... Valas was definitely into weird things. "What? What do you mean? Why would we go see them right now? In this state, no less?"

Valas cocked his hips, long arms crossing his chest, dark locks in slight disarray. "My doll, you are the one who suggested our traitorous move," he cocked his handsome head, a toothy grin splitting his face. Psychotic could grace a gorgeous face. "Sega knows my loyalty. It's to power, not to people. Depending on what he has to say, he knows he'll have to either convince me to change my mind or we may have to split our ties." Valas gave a forlorn sigh, "for once in my life I'll actually be sad."

Sharp topaz eyes stared into a pool of honey, "and then there will be the issue of what to do with you. I know you didn't believe they would welcome us with open arms to the heroic side." Fine lips quirked in a mirthless smile. "No, my vicious little pet, you think five moves ahead in every game."

Valas stepped closer, lifting a defiant chin with a sharp-clawed finger. "So since I know we need leverage. I will leverage you. Do you think they let your little play slide before? Nah darling, I saved your little ass. You think I sent you there to make fucking friends?"

His eyes narrowed, "your servitude was your salvation baby. But if you want in, you have to have chips to play." Valas righted himself. This time his smile was amused. "Your chips will be the truth, and the whole truth. You will spill exactly what happened that night, every fucking detail. If they don't take your head off, they might place faith in our token of 'friendship'."

Sylas bristled at Valas' audacity. "How dare you use me! I am the one who gave you this insight on what you should be doing and you want to literally throw me to the wolves?"

"You are still mine to throw around. It beats the alternative. Shall I change my mind and turn you into my father as a treacherous snake coming for the throne?"

Sylas was more afraid of the current option. "Your father would never trust you fully if he knew my thoughts. He would shun you for letting me live. Don't forget, my love, I know when you are all bark and no bite."

Valas chuckled, giving Sylas' ass a swat indicating he should keep moving. "Perhaps my dove, but I can tell you who will be all bite. Let's see if you emerge unscathed."

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"Naki, this is rather... Do you have to... I said I was sorry." Aiden sat uncomfortably, even though he should have been in heaven. Naki's bare back was against his bare chest, his bare ass sat high up on his lap, just above a not-so-little friend. Sega straddled the remainder of his thighs, only standing instead of sitting. They were literally the sandwich Naki promised would never happen. It should have been the most erotic thing in his life. Instead, it was a torturous punishment.

Sega's face hadn't moved since the scenario started. Aiden felt that they each faced an equally painful penance. Sega looked like creamy milk blotched with splashes of red. Who could blame him? His eyes were trained on the water, trying to look everywhere but at Naki... Naki who was bathing...