Storm In a Teacup by Fabian Black

Author:Fabian Black
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: spanking, gay romance, dd, ds romance, mm fiction, male discipline
Publisher: Fabian Black

Storm In A Teacup

Eight

Stirring from a sex-sated sleep David reached out a hand to touch Lin's body, finding nothing but rumpled sheet. He opened his eyes, blinking a little in the bright light. Lin was standing in front of the mirrored wardrobe, smoothing down the front of a white chef's tunic. “What are you doing, love?”

“Getting ready for work.” Lin kept his eyes on his reflection in the mirror.

David came to full wakefulness, propping himself up on an elbow. “There is no work. The Venus is closed. I put a notice up.”

“I know, but it wasn't set in stone.”

“Meaning?”

Lin swallowed. What had seemed reasonable now seemed foolish, not to mention dangerous. He licked his lips, trying to affect an air of casual ease. “I changed it.”

“You did what?”

"I changed it, don't be cross, David. I'm fine now."

David was on his feet in seconds. Scrabbling among the clothing on the bedroom floor he located his boxerbriefs, pulling them on. “How dare you go behind my back like that?”

“You were asleep. I didn’t want to disturb you. I didn’t think you’d mind, not after…” Lin broke off, his skin colouring as he realised how bad the words were sounding.

David finished for him, saying coldly, “you thought sex would have sweetened me up enough to allow you to have your own way. You thought wrong.”

“I’m perfectly capable of cooking, just a simple menu tonight in view of the time. DAVID!” Lin let out a cry as his hand was grabbed and he was jerked out of the room at a speed that almost had him stumbling.

Keeping a tight grip of Lin’s hand David whisked him down the stairs.

“I have to open tonight, please, David, please, I have to.” Lin’s voice rose towards tearful hysteria as they reached the bottom of the stairs. His hand was let go off and he rubbed it. “Why won’t you listen to me? I can’t afford to close, not with competition looming.”

“As yet there is no competition.” David flung open the heavy front door and unhooked the menu board, uncaring as to whether any passers by saw him in his underwear. Slamming the door closed he again grasped Lin by the hand. Marching him into the kitchen he sat him down at the table and placed the board in front of him, along with a wad of kitchen paper. “Clean it.”

Lin stared at his neatly worded menu. It was simple in the extreme, but given the time he’d had to think it up he was proud of it. Seth, the traitor, had delivered a fine array of shellfish early that morning. The menu revolved around them. Shellfish was the fast food of the ocean. It could be turned into something special in a matter of minutes.

He drew a few deep breaths, trying hard to maintain an air of cool poise when really he could have hit David over the head with the board. “People will be expecting me to open now. Several of them saw me hanging the menu up.

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