Troublemakers Turned Submissive

Chapter 15 Homemade Chocolate Cake

Ressell ^

Chapter 15 Homemade Chocolate Cake

Devon's POV

"Talon" I call, poking the sleeping bear. His eyes shoot open and he looks around the room in a daze. His face scrunches up in confusion until his eyes land on me. His eye Widen even more "thank you" he whispers, a sweet smile sliding into his face. I set the chocolate cake with chocolate icing on top, on the side table next to my bed. "Yay well I had some time to spare, couldn't get any sleep with all your snoring" I huffed. He continued to smile "I'm still really grateful" he repeated.

"Your welcome" I say, finally accepting that I did something nice for someone else. Talon came up to me with his arms spread wide, trying to hug me. "Eeeew! Dude just no..." I say pushing him away before he can full wrap his hands around me.

He smiles and coo's "you like me" while pinching my cheek. I slap his hand away "fuck off" and give him the middle finger as I walk out of the room. I let out a little chuckle as I walk down the hallway.

At supper that night I saw a new face sitting at the table. "Who are you?" I ask.

He looks at me blankly from across the table. His ginger hair sticking up all over the place and his eyes all puffy and pink. His face stays neutral as I say nothing else and sit down in the seat across from him, silently studying his face. His chocolate caramel skin has multiple bruises on it, including one on his cheek.

I stare at him as he stares at the table. It's a very good system and all but I'm glad once the silence is broken by incoming footsteps.

"Ressell!" Talon screeched. He ran over the the unknown boy and swept him up in a big bear hug. "What are you doing here?" Talon chirped excitedly as he set him back on his feet. The small boy cupped his hands over Talon's ear and whispered something. Talon gasped "no you didn't" he laughed, slapped the boy lightly on the arm. I cleared my throat loudly, hoping Talon would introduce me.

Talon whipped his head over in my direction. He smiled "this is Devon" he introduced. "Devon this is Ressell, my half brother" he announced proudly. I eye'd them. They have practically the same hair colour, Ressell's is a little bit darker though. He also looks younger then Talon... Shorter too. Talon has such light skin but Ressell is on the darker side. Plus Talon has more freckles. Now that he mentioned it they do look pretty similar.

"Oh is that why you wanted the chocolate icing so bad?" I say, smiling at this new side of him. Talon the big protective brother.

"You really didn't have to make me something for my birthday" Ressell worried. "Nothings too good for my little brother" Talon cooed. Ressell blushed. "So what are you calling yourself now a days? Last time I checked it was Spottie" Ressell spoke quietly, but I could see a hint of amusement glimmering in his eyes as he talked. "The names Talon" he said, clicking his tongue and pointing his index fingers in Ressell's direction.

I shook my head. These brothers are weird... But a wee bit adorable, I have to admit.

The others came to the table not too long after me and Talon. We ate spaghetti and meatballs. Then Helen proceed to tell us that Ressell was the newis member of this household. I guess I'm not the newbie anymore.

Talon looked so giggly and excited, like a kid on Christmas Eve. Ressell had the same type of reaction to being able to see his brother on his birthday, but he did seem a bit... Off. He had this far away look in his eyes, and he wouldn't look at someone for more then thirty seconds at a time. Someone must of really messed this kid up.

I use to have this friend back in foster care who acted the same way Ressell is acting. I frowned. I better keep a close eye on him, too make sure he's fitting in well.

All of us sang happy birthday to Ressell then had some of Talon's homemade chocolate cake (I made it) to welcome Ressell to the house. Then as the icing on the cake he had 'the talk' it was kinda like the talk I got when I first arrived but less disruptive. No banging of pots, or scolding. I swear I tried not too.. But when that boy heard about BDSM for the first time his eyes opened wide, and he looked the the my most innocent 15 year old on the planet.

Speaking of age, Talon is 7 years older then Ressell. He 22! I really did not expect him to be more then a year or 2 older then me.

I when't up to my room after the little greetings party for him. I decided To draw since I haven't drawn anything in a while. Taking my sketchbook out from my duffle bag, I grab a pencil and pencil sharpener before starting. I sat down on my bed and scraped the pencil across the page a few times getting the feel for what I was drawing. It slowly transformed into a picture of a man. But by the time I got to his neck I ran out of page. I used pencil crayons to colour in my picture.

Afterwards I rolled my stiff shoulders then I plopped my sketchbook beside me on the bed as I sprawled out on it, starfish style. I let out a sigh. I really need to get up i think to myself as my eyes drift closed.

"Devon" I hear someone whispering my name as I fall into dreamland.