His Stepfather, Dearest | MxM

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"Won't you look at that?"

I sat down at the table with Eda and Silva after having made us breakfast, watching them begin to eat. Except their expressions were that of discontent and still frustration.

"Look at what?" I ask, playing dumb to the sight behind me.

Eda narrows her eyes upon me, and I wonder if I should admit I was aware. Aware of Fabien...the man I had just fucked all weekend. The man who was covered in marks - my marks.

My hickeys and kisses colored his tattoos, and he let them be seen with no shame. He was making his own plate from the food I made, and I could hear him walk over.

And when he sat beside me, I now looked at him.

He was still flushed...but the puffiness of his lips has gone down though. His eyes make their way onto me as he looks away quickly.

"What were you even doing? You can't even hide your escapades? It's disgusting." Eda snapped at him, pushing her plate away from her. "I lost my appetite. I could go to school not eating a single thing."

Fabien ran his fingers through his hair, exhaling shakily as he took a sip of orange juice. "My apologies. There was so much to hide, I just didn't bother hiding them at all."

"Well, you should've. Do you forget that Silva and I are still children?"

"I did not forget, but you two seeing me this way doesn't change anything. If I'm such an eyesore, you can-."

I stood up, watching them all instantly look up at me. I had to keep myself from saying anything in particular to Fabien, as those marks were from me.

Instead, I remove my own jacket as I set it on him, "Please put that on for the time being. They need to eat, and won't eat if they're uncomfortable."

"Uncomfortable, huh?" Fabien breathed, taking my jacket as he easily put it on and I sat back down.

As they both began to eat, I watched him zip himself into my jacket. A bulky body such as his almost got lost in my own clothes. His eyes migrating onto me.

"When do you start work again?"

"I'm still on bereavement leave. I believe it's only fair...my sisters and I lost our parents in such close periods and you came and took everything from us. I'm not quite ready to work just yet." I tell him, watching as he looked back at his plate. "I still need time to think."

I saw him trying to keep himself from smiling with the quick bite of bacon he took.

"Why can't I take a break from school?" Silva asked in a quick whine.

When I look at her, she snorts because we already discussed this. Eda and her wanted to go to school for two reasons.

A distraction and to further avoid Fabien.

"That's fine. I'm still on leave too. I lost my wife-."

"I'm done." Eda stood up abruptly. "I'll see you this evening Desmond. Good luck with this old, advantageous loser."

She even left her plate without taking it to the sink. Silva was quick to shove the last of her jelly toast into her mouth before she waved goodbye to me, rushing after Eda.

We both sat here, and he continued to eat while I folded my arms. I heard them upstairs as they got their things together. Except in listening, I could feel Fabien's lust for me.

I felt Fabien's hand settle over my dick as he groped me with a hunger that was settled onto his plate. He tried to get a firm hold of my dick through my sweatpants, his thumb even rubbing my tip.