Master

Chapter Seventeen

Hi my loves. I hope all of you are having a wonderful week so far. I am in the process of moving, so everything is quite chaotic at the moment, and then on top of that I still work full time and I'm also busy with a few projects that I hope you guys will like. One of those projects, is another short story, and then the other is a secret for now. As soon as I am a bit further along with that one, I will let you guys know what it is. Anyway, let's move along now.

Also, I'm curious about what kind of music you guys like, so let me know what your current favorite songs are. Mine is almost anything by Louis Tomlinson and then I also love Lewis Capaldi and then Yungblud's Hope for the Underrated Youth & Polygraph Eyes.

Corey's POV

"Will you just fucking stop, Randy! I'm fine, what part of that don't you get?" The shouting outside our bedroom door woke me up with a start and I shot up quickly to see what was happening.

"Shh baby, it's okay." I heard Hayden's sleep roughened voice and I looked down at him. He still looked half asleep as he peered up at me through his lashes. Flashes of last night went through my mind and I felt my cheeks heat up in a furious blush as I quickly lay back down again, cuddling into him and hiding my heated face against his chest.

I felt his chuckle vibrate through him and I lightly smacked him on his stomach, only to feel his abdomen tighten under my hand and causing more naughty thoughts to make their way into my mind. 

Hayden pulled me closer just as the door barged open, revealing a very irritated Timmy and a slightly pissed off Randy right behind him. I tried to pull away from Hayden, but he wouldn't allow me, so I just gave up and looked at the two people who barged in.

"Good morning to you two as well. Waking up to you shouting at each other early in the morning is just what I needed." Hayden grumbled sarcastically, looking pointedly at his friend, who didn't even look remotely ashamed or concerned about being overheard.

Timmy huffed and shot a glare at Randy, before stomping to Hayden's side of the bed. "I just need to check on your wound, then I will be out of your hair." He demanded and I saw Randy clench his jaw, while crossing his arms over his chest. I had a feeling Randy didn't like the way Timmy was talking to Hayden, which I could understand to an extent. I've read all about the respect between Dom's and Submissives, but Randy couldn't do or say anything about it, because Timmy wasn't his Sub.

I almost giggled out loud when Timmy noticed Randy's stance and huffed again, before turning back to Hayden. "I apologize for seeming a bit rude, please can I have a look at your wound?" He asked in a softer tone and I saw Randy's slight nod of approval before he turned and walked out the room.

I watched the doctor while Hayden was trying to wiggle out of the pants and expose his injured leg, without exposing his other bits. I saw his shoulders droop and he caught his bottom lip between his teeth. His eyes looked a bit glossy, but he quickly blinked and as soon as Hayden exposed his thigh, Timmy immediately concentrated on that.

While the doctor was checking on Hayden's leg, I sat back and thought about how I could maybe help Timmy. I waited for him to wrap Hayden's leg again, before putting my plan into motion. "Um...Hayden, do you think I could talk to Timmy alone? I have a personal health question for him and it's a bit embarrassing." I told him, trying to look as innocent as possible.

He seemed a bit confused at first, but then seemed to catch on, so he quickly pulled him pants back on under the covers, before he got up, kissed my forehead and limped over to the bathroom.

As soon as the door was shut, Timmy crossed his arms and looked at me expectantly. Looks like he didn't buy my act either, damn. "Spit it out Corey, what did you really want to talk about?" He asked me quietly.