379: 7.69 Sit Still, Look Pretty

7.69 Sit Still, Look Pretty

Kaede checked his watch for the eighth time in the last two minutes, his frown so deep that it would definitely etch permanent lines across his forehead. Three minutes left from the appointed time and Moshe hadn't summoned him yet.  0

This was both expected and unexpected. 

Unexpected… because Moshe hated tardiness the most. 

And expected, because he was having a reunion with his pet, a long overdue reunion. No one but Kaede knew clearly how cranky Moshe was for the past six days. He was only slightly in a good mood every morning when he had to… cough, supervise what his pet was up to. And after that, his mood would plunge deeper than the Mariana trench. Kaede almost made a warning board in front of Moshe's office door these days, something like 'beware of any sharp claws' or 'today is boo-boo day' to warn everyone of their Boss' mood.

Moshe kept up his cordial, shrewd smile in front of everyone, but as soon as the door closed, his smile abruptly vanished into a scowl and he started to nitpick everything like a virgin maiden. And Kaede, his poor right hand man, became the perfect target for him to vent his frustration with. And lo and behold, Kaede had spotted a few terrifying strands of white hair on his temple when he woke up this morning!

Kaede heaved out a long-suffering sigh when his alarm rang and he still couldn't spot his Boss anywhere near the vicinity. He rubbed his face roughly. Damn, he was really not paid enough for this…

Steeling himself, he stood up from his seat and began to make his way to the elevator. As the metal box carried him upstairs, Kaede prayed desperately under his breath. "Please… please don't let me see anything. I don't want to hear and smell anything either! Please!"

The elevator dinged open and Kaede took a deep, exaggerated breath before stepping out into the hallway.

Halfway through, he slowly… slowly let out the breath he was holding to inhale new gulps of air. Alright, so far he hadn't smelled anything untoward. Yet. He cleared his throat loudly on purpose and when he felt it wasn't enough, he thumped on his chest and hacked like a dying man. His communicator beeped almost in an instant.

Finally! Kaede could cry tears of relief. He tapped on his earpiece but before he could say anything, Moshe's disdainful tone pierced into his eardrums and Kaede's smile froze. "I can hear your vulgar noises from miles away. What the fuck are you dilly dallying there for?"

"Boss…" Kaede closed his eyes, pained. The words 'I want to resign' were hanging on the tip of his tongue but when he recalled what day it was today, he held them back with so much agony that the bones in his entire body creaked in protest. "My apologies, I am coming now." Well, at least he knew that he would be pardoned from the atrocious sight of Aiden or Boss — Lord bless him — with lack of clothing on their bodies.

"No need. Stay there, we are coming out."

True to his words, the double door on the end of the hallway swung open and two equally tall men stepped out. This time, Kaede truly choked when he saw them strolling hand in hand together. He tried not to think why Aiden was wearing different clothes than he did when he entered just twenty minutes ago. And he definitely did not think why Boss had the man's spare clothes in his office. Nope, don't think about it, brain! 

Unfortunately, Kaede's hope was dashed as his gaze trailed to his Boss, finding his face so radiant it could light up the entire building. Not only that, his cheeks were still flushed lightly, so did the corner of his eyes. 

His golden eyes still held a watery sheen to them and when he gazed at his companion, a smile so dazzling broke out on his face as if he couldn't help it. That expression of his had spoken ten thousand words of the things he had been doing behind the closed door!

God, Kaede howled inwardly, please bleach my eyes!

When those eyes turned to him though, Kaede was vividly reminded of a blossoming flower that withered and crumpled into ashes in a split second. Moshe's expression chilled down and he tipped his chin arrogantly like usual, no trace of the previous giddiness could be seen. "What are you looking at?" He glowered.

Kaede snapped his gaze up to the ceiling. "Nothing, Boss! Everything is in place, we are ready to go anytime soon!"

Moshe hummed in satisfaction. They stepped into the elevator, Kaede stubbornly placed himself right in front of the panel, leaving the wide space for Moshe and Lu Yizhou. 

"Hmm?" Moshe tilted his head when Lu Yizhou squeezed his hand. Whenever Moshe's eyes landed on him, he couldn't help but be reminded of how thrilling their quickie was. He definitely had to pull Lu Yizhou into another one in the near future. A smile formed on his lips without him realizing. "What is it?"

Their heights didn't actually differ by much, but Lu Yizhou still leaned down to brush his soft lips against Moshe's ear, warm breath spilling across his skin and shooting delicious tingles down to his toes. The barely receded heat on the pit of his belly sizzled again and he had to grab onto Lu Yizhou's arm for leverage as a dizzy spell rushed to his head, sending him burning like a bonfire. Like a moon that gravitated in its orbit, he leaned heavily into Lu Yizhou's space, loathing the scant centimeters between them. 

As if knowing how his mind had taken a dive down the gutter, Lu Yizhou let go of Moshe's hand in lieu of wrapping his arm around his waist. He sidestepped to use his broad frame to cover Moshe from Kaede's sight and trailed his fingers down the line of Moshe's sensitive hips, an alluringly wicked smile playing on the corner of his lips.

Moshe bit his lips to stifle the moan. Twenty minutes was not adequate at all for Moshe who had been deprived of his source of entertainment for the past six days. His skin was still tingling with the buzz of orgasm, cock stirring in the tight constraint of his pants. He would have dragged Lu Yizhou into a brief yet intense make out session in the elevator…

…if it hadn't been for this 175 centimeters bug who was an absolute eyesore!

(Kaede: *shivers* He's glaring at me. He's glaring at me, isn't he? I don't dare to turn around… QAQ)

Lu Yizhou's deep, velvety voice drew Moshe's ire from the poor, innocent Kaede. "Whose debt do we have to collect today?"

Ah, Moshe forgot he hadn't told Lu Yizhou anything. Well, wouldn't it become more entertaining this way? "Guess?" He blinked owlishly, putting in the most beguiling smile he could muster.

But Lu Yizhou, this potential psychic in reading Moshe's mind, narrowed his eyes sharply. "The traitor. Have you found them?"

Moshe laughed softly and reached out to pinch Lu Yizhou's cheeks, squeezing and pulling the soft flesh. Lu Yizhou put on a deadpan look and tightened his grip around Moshe's hips in retaliation, causing Moshe to suck in a sharp breath. This bastard…! He let out a harrumph. "Well, why should I tell you? A pet's job is to sit still and look pretty. Leave the annoying matters to this owner of yours."

"How can I?" Lu Yizhou furrowed, apparently missing the point in Moshe's sarcasm. Genuine disapproval shone from his silver eyes like a fierce beam that pierced through Moshe's pettiness. "It's your job to sit still, look pretty, and let me take care of anything that annoys you. Isn't that how it's supposed to be, Master?"

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Dog food, so much dog food, Kaede blew out a frustrated sigh. He stared at the flashing numbers above the elevator door, so desperate to get out of this enclosed space and run for his life. 

Did they not notice at all that he could hear everything no matter how low their voices were?! And why did twelve floors seem like eternity?!

What kind of hellevator was he riding on?! 

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