In fact, some guy was taking advantage of said getup right now. Had his waiter parked on his table and was sitting between his knees, the server’s loincloth pushed to the side and his dick in the older guy’s mouth.
Breck spotted them, too, and muttered, “That’snuts.”
Kai chuckled. “Five-star menu.”
Breck tamped another laugh.
Kai gestured for the escalators. “Let’s go see where I’ll be working tomorrow night.”
Breck sobered and nodded. “Lead the way.”
Evidently, the reminder of Kai’s gig still wasn’t sitting well. But Kai was doing all he could to reassure Breck—for reasons he continued to find himself reluctant to think about.
As they headed for the ascending staircase, Breck glanced toward the District’s open center, where a substantial crowd had gathered to enjoy the monthly expo. The one Kai had noted from a distance last Friday night. Fantasy Isle, with its portable structures of tempered two-way glass.
Kai wondered what Breck would think of the exhibit, taking virtual reality to a whole new level. “We’ll check those out when we come back down.” Otherwise, it’d seriously divert them off course. And he wanted to make sure Breck was familiarized with what mattered first.
Breck eyed him curiously but trudged along, his big, heavy boots looking magnificent with his dark, cut legs.
They boarded the escalator and headed up. Breck peered over the railing at the activity below, his jaw set, his eyes scanning everything like he’d been dropped on a foreign planet.
Kai leaned close. “What do you think so far?”
Breck shook his head. “It’s like… a whole different world. Doesn’t feel real. I dunno, I guess I’m still trying to wrap my head around it all.”
Fair enough.
They stepped onto the second level. The first stop on their left was a BDSM shop, owned and operated by an in-house tattoo artist.Kink and Ink.All kinds of extravagant gear. From apparel to toys to bondage apparatus. And absolutely everything in between. If they didn’t carry it in the store, they’d order it next-day delivery. The same store from which Kai had purchased Breck’s current attire. Likewise, the same place he’d gotten his dragon tattoo.
Breck peered inside, looking intrigued. But as they passed the store’s front entrance, Remi and Nova emerged. Both were decked out in shiny black duds. Remi in a crop top and leather leggings. Nova in latex shorts and a skin-tight tank. Both wore combat boots. Remi’s dark hair hung loose at his shoulders, while Nova’s blond mane was shaved on the sides and pulled back in a ponytail.
They spotted Kai and headed over.
“Hello, Sir,” Remi greeted. And just like that, he was smiling wide.
Nova, however, halted in his tracks the second he got a load of Breck.
“Evening, Remi.” Kai drew to a stop. “Nice to see you again.” Although, it’d only been a couple of hours. He’d been the one to deliver Kai’s order earlier that afternoon.
Remi preened then cast his gaze to Breck, visibly stilling as he got a good look. It was comical, the way he and Nova stared. Jaws slack, eyes riveted as they drank him in. “Outstanding taste,” Remi noted, toying with his choker.
“Are you referring to the outfit I purchased”—Kai smirked—“or my sub?”
“Both,” Remi laughed, glancing at Nova. The two shared grins, then looked back at Kai with puppy dog eyes. “He’s beautiful. May we touch?” Remi asked.
So polite. Kai really did appreciate his impeccable manners.
“Not tonight.”
Both men frowned. Then Nova tried. “Can we at least say hello?”
Kai shook his head. “He’s in training. No interaction, or at least not yet.” He cast Nova a conspiratorial grin.
Breck stiffened and shot him a look—Kai just smiled—then turned back and continued scrutinizing the impish pair. It was obvious he found them intriguing. Maybe even beguiling. And definitely sexy. Although, Kai suspected they weren’t his type. They held a distinctly boyish charm and, going by the impression Kai had thus far, Breck preferred his partners a bit more masculine. More powerful and domineering.
An accommodation Kai enjoyed providing whenever Breck was around.
Both Nova and Remi looked disappointed. But then Remi smiled and regarded Breck’s body once more. “Well, if you ever need assistance, Sir… You know, some extra hands when you’re training your sub… We’d be more than happy to help. Just shoot me a text.”