takes a handful of hair and lifts Cort’s face, inspecting it. The moment Ezra notices the bite marks on Cortez’s neck, his eyes slightly widen, but otherwise he shows nothing. That doesn’t mean anything coming from Ezra.
“Ah- I see,” Ezra calmly says. His eyes track over my body, taking in everything that isn’t the same as the last time he saw me.
“So… yeah… Um-” I try again and get cutoff by Ezra.
“I believe you’ve covered that already, Katya.” He doesn’t sound angry, but I can tell that Ezra is hanging on by the skin of his teeth. Master Ez is trying to enter the building. I doubt Cort’s subm issiveness is helping matters.
“I didn’t break the rules,” I repeat. “I think Dexter was very pleased with my progress.” Cortez snorts and it comes out sounding funny since Ezra is unnaturally yanking his neck back by the hair.
“Dexter did give me… us… some homework, though. I guess, I’m a little to wound up, so I need to have release before our training sessions. He said something about how it’s amping up his needs. I can’t really remember much of that conversation,” I bashfully say. Cortez tries to hold a laugh but fails.
Ezra just watches us both, patient ly, waiting for the punch line. “See, here’s the thing. We were worked up-”
“We?” Ezra raises hi s eyebrows as he asks.
“ We…Cort and me… we were worked up. Cort liked my um- fascination with Dexter. And one thing led to another…” I trail off.
“Led to another what, Katya?” Ezra calmly asks.
“Cort kissed me, and then I blinked… and we’d had sex, and I can’t remember a single second of it, and neither can he,” I hurriedly finish.
“Is this true?” Ezra evenly asks Cortez.
“Yes, M aster, I can’t remember. It’s like I blacked out on lust. I’ve never felt anything like that before. It’s like twelve years of need exploded in a second. I came to on top of Katya after spilling myself. I don’t remember, dammit,” Cort sobs into Ezra’s face.
Ezra looks worried and sad. He gazes at me for a second, seeing if I’m alright. Clearly, Cort is the one in distress. He lets go of Cortez’s hair and kneels next to him.
“Why are you so distraught? You two can have each other anytime you want. We’ve discussed this already.” Ezra gently says with a patience I don’t understand.
“Mostly, I’m upset that I finally had Kat, and it was obviously spectacular, and I can’t remember it. But… I didn’t use a condom, and you didn’t give permission for me to spill inside her.” Cortez is visibly shaking by the time he finishes speaking.
“It’s alright, I’m not mad. It’s the wrong time of the month , anyway.” Ezra pets Cort’s hair in a soothing motion.
“Hey, how the fuck do you know my cycle?” I growl at Ezra. He just looks at me like I’m an idiot- no, a twit. I just shrug and sigh. Why do I even bother? “It doesn’t matter anyway. Cort came on my thigh- I think. I checked.”
“How was your instruction?” Ezra asks as he rises to his feet. He holds out a hand for Cort, who happily accepts the affectionate gesture.
“Kat definitely pushes Dexter to his limit. Heidi enjoyed her company. Tonight’s lesson was body language.” Cortez is in helpful mode. He’d do anything to take away from the fact that a moment ago he was crawling on the floor like a dog that pissed on the rug.
“Katya, you may go clean-up for bed,” Ezra dismisses me. My feet walk on their own accord or perhaps Ezra’s accord, all the way to the bathroom. I want to be pissed that I was dismissed so that Cort could give a play-by-play, but I’m too tired to care. Plus a bath is necessary, since I’m covered in fluids. I’m simultaneously turned off and on by the thought- yuck and yum.
I longingly stare into the bathtub as it fills with frothy warmness. I test it with my big toe and sigh- it’s perfect. I get both feet into the water and prepare to sit.
A large paw hooks my
“Ah- I see,” Ezra calmly says. His eyes track over my body, taking in everything that isn’t the same as the last time he saw me.
“So… yeah… Um-” I try again and get cutoff by Ezra.
“I believe you’ve covered that already, Katya.” He doesn’t sound angry, but I can tell that Ezra is hanging on by the skin of his teeth. Master Ez is trying to enter the building. I doubt Cort’s subm issiveness is helping matters.
“I didn’t break the rules,” I repeat. “I think Dexter was very pleased with my progress.” Cortez snorts and it comes out sounding funny since Ezra is unnaturally yanking his neck back by the hair.
“Dexter did give me… us… some homework, though. I guess, I’m a little to wound up, so I need to have release before our training sessions. He said something about how it’s amping up his needs. I can’t really remember much of that conversation,” I bashfully say. Cortez tries to hold a laugh but fails.
Ezra just watches us both, patient ly, waiting for the punch line. “See, here’s the thing. We were worked up-”
“We?” Ezra raises hi s eyebrows as he asks.
“ We…Cort and me… we were worked up. Cort liked my um- fascination with Dexter. And one thing led to another…” I trail off.
“Led to another what, Katya?” Ezra calmly asks.
“Cort kissed me, and then I blinked… and we’d had sex, and I can’t remember a single second of it, and neither can he,” I hurriedly finish.
“Is this true?” Ezra evenly asks Cortez.
“Yes, M aster, I can’t remember. It’s like I blacked out on lust. I’ve never felt anything like that before. It’s like twelve years of need exploded in a second. I came to on top of Katya after spilling myself. I don’t remember, dammit,” Cort sobs into Ezra’s face.
Ezra looks worried and sad. He gazes at me for a second, seeing if I’m alright. Clearly, Cort is the one in distress. He lets go of Cortez’s hair and kneels next to him.
“Why are you so distraught? You two can have each other anytime you want. We’ve discussed this already.” Ezra gently says with a patience I don’t understand.
“Mostly, I’m upset that I finally had Kat, and it was obviously spectacular, and I can’t remember it. But… I didn’t use a condom, and you didn’t give permission for me to spill inside her.” Cortez is visibly shaking by the time he finishes speaking.
“It’s alright, I’m not mad. It’s the wrong time of the month , anyway.” Ezra pets Cort’s hair in a soothing motion.
“Hey, how the fuck do you know my cycle?” I growl at Ezra. He just looks at me like I’m an idiot- no, a twit. I just shrug and sigh. Why do I even bother? “It doesn’t matter anyway. Cort came on my thigh- I think. I checked.”
“How was your instruction?” Ezra asks as he rises to his feet. He holds out a hand for Cort, who happily accepts the affectionate gesture.
“Kat definitely pushes Dexter to his limit. Heidi enjoyed her company. Tonight’s lesson was body language.” Cortez is in helpful mode. He’d do anything to take away from the fact that a moment ago he was crawling on the floor like a dog that pissed on the rug.
“Katya, you may go clean-up for bed,” Ezra dismisses me. My feet walk on their own accord or perhaps Ezra’s accord, all the way to the bathroom. I want to be pissed that I was dismissed so that Cort could give a play-by-play, but I’m too tired to care. Plus a bath is necessary, since I’m covered in fluids. I’m simultaneously turned off and on by the thought- yuck and yum.
I longingly stare into the bathtub as it fills with frothy warmness. I test it with my big toe and sigh- it’s perfect. I get both feet into the water and prepare to sit.
A large paw hooks my
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