Debug by R J Moray

Author:R J Moray
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2020-03-25T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

Nate didn’t have to drag Ewan up the stairs in the end; Ewan went relatively easily, stumbling a little from the awkwardness of the crouch he was forced into but making it up without falling. Nate towed him into the spare room that doubled as a playroom and deposited him on the floor at the end of the bed. Ewan stayed there, head down, his palms flat against the rug. Nate fetched Ewan’s collar from the dresser of toys against the wall. It came with matching cuffs, connected by a chain; he hung those around his neck and put a hand on Ewan’s head, just resting it there.

“You know, you did the right thing telling me. Maybe you could have told me when it happened. Maybe you could have been polite about it. But you still did the right thing, even if you went about it the wrong way. I want you to remember that.”

Ewan shivered. He didn’t say anything. Nate took this for acceptance and put the collar around Ewan's throat. When it was buckled, he caught a handful of Ewan’s hair and yanked his head back. “Put your arms above your head.”

Somewhat surprisingly, Ewan did. He held his arms up, wrists crossed, his gaze lowered, lashes veiling his eyes. There was something terribly vulnerable in it. Nate breathed it in, enjoying the view. Then he bent to take hold of Ewan’s t-shirt and pulled it off over his head. Ewan’s chest heaved, a shallow huff of breath. His hair was mussed, a dirty-blond muddle. Nate smoothed it back from his brow, running a thumb over Ewan’s unruly eyebrows.

“Keep those arms raised for me,” Nate told him. He attached the first cuff to Ewan’s left wrist, then the second to his right. “Okay, up you get.”

Ewan stood. He wouldn’t look Nate in the eye, but that was okay. Plenty of time for that. Nate unclipped his cuffs from the chain and attached them to the D-rings on either side of his collar. It brought Ewan’s hands to his jaw, not much room to move. Ewan sucked in a breath, his eyes flickering up. Nate grinned.

“That’s better.” He scraped his nails down Ewan’s bare, scrawny chest. He was so slim it was like he could be blown away in a strong breeze. He needed to eat more, or maybe he didn’t, maybe it was just his metabolism. Nate could see his ribs, though, and he wished Ewan would let him take care of him the way he needed.

Jack didn’t have this problem with Channon. Channon did whatever Jack told him, he just had to snap his fingers. What must that be like?

Boring, Nate decided. He curled his fingers into Ewan’s belt buckle. “You can stop this any time. What do you say if you want to stop?”

“Get your fucking hands off me, you pervert,” Ewan said, so flat and hard that Nate thought he meant it. Then he saw the flicker of satisfaction in Ewan’s eyes. “Or a color. I guess.

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