Sky and Storm ( Warriors of Vis #1)(31)
Storm laughed and clapped Eagle’s back. “You are far too insightful for your young age.”
“I do my best to understand those around me.” Eagle looked away, turning his back to Storm. “It comes from being an orphan, I guess.”
“Having an asshole uncle with demented friends for a guardian, that might be a reason too.”
Eagle turned, a smile on his face. “You saved me from all that, Storm. All that’s left now is what I’ve learned from it.”
Storm pulled Eagle into a tight hug. “I will always protect you. That I promise.”
“Aww, isn’t that heartwarming,” Sky muttered. “Now release the boy, it’s time for my practice.” He winked and stepped further into the room.
Storm was amazed he hadn’t heard his husband come in. Sky had always had the sneaking skills of a cat, but Storm somehow thought he’d be better at spotting his man now.
“Oh, don’t you worry about your training. I will take the lead today. I’ll have you both praying for death by noon.” Storm laughed, trying to be as menacing as he could. All he got as a response, however, were giggles. He was about to train two teenaged girls today.
“Sometimes I think he likes to hear himself speak,” Sky said, winking at Eagle. The boy at least tried to appease Storm by putting his hands up and shaking his head. Too late though.
“Eagle, wait here. Sky and I have something to discuss. In private.” Storm grabbed Sky by his waist and pulled him close, leading him to their chambers. “It’s time to teach you, husband mine, why everyone obeys the Dragon.”
“Oh, I obey you. I just don’t always take your words for granted.”
Storm released Sky long enough to spank him, then grabbed hold of him again, pushing him towards their rooms. When their door was finally closed behind them, he pushed Sky against it and kissed him. Storm felt demanding, aggressive, and underneath that all, a deep need to make Sky his again.
Someone knocked and Storm stopped long enough to shout at them to go away. Just as he returned to the pleasure of kissing his husband, the knocking started again.
“Are you deaf? Go away!”
“Open up, Storm.” Cloud sounded bored and cold, as ever. Storm assumed if he ignored her, she’d give up and find something better to do. He closed his lips on Sky’s neck and sucked, the enticing taste of his husband making him moan.
“Storm, I mean it. Let me in at once!”
Storm growled, and took a step back, pulling a giggling Sky with him. “She’s persistent today. Maybe it’s important.”
Storm rolled his eyes. “She’s annoying, that’s what she is.”
“I, too, deeply care about you, my brother. And I can also hear just fine.”
Storm pulled the door open with too much force and it almost came unhinged. “What do you want, Cloud?”
Cloud rolled her eyes, brushing a strand of hair away from her face and tucking it behind her ear. Beyond her perpetual boredom and casual cruelty mask, Storm saw what he always found under the abrupt, mean front she put up. A jolt of warmth and pleasure at seeing each other.
“You know I wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t forced to. I don’t particularly enjoy hearing those noises you make during sex. My brother, a dying pig, not much of an auditory difference.”
“If you insist on coming in and are upset, I assume this has to do with our parents?”
“Quite right, brother. They are upset with you because you haven’t bothered to greet them properly since your arrival. Which means I have to be around them more and they are acting horridly.”
“Of course they’d find a reason to take offense in my behavior. Fine, we’ll be there for breakfast.”
Cloud looked outside, the corner of her lips twisting up into a smirk. “You mean lunch. It’s rather late for breakfast.”
Sky turned to Storm and kissed him, a brief brush of lips over his cheek, but enough to send tingles down Storm’s spine. “We’ll make a proper appearance at lunch, I promise. We can’t leave Cloud alone when she’s so down on her luck, can we?”
Storm only raised an eyebrow at his husband. He couldn’t very well open his mouth, knowing Yes, we can would be the only words coming out.
***
With the menace of having to sit through a meal with his parents upon them, Storm decided the best way to release some of his tension was for him and Sky to join Eagle and continue with the training. Although he’d warned them he’d take over, Storm stopped at instructing Eagle to try certain moves and combinations with Sky. He stood back, watching them exercise and fight each other.
Storm had promised himself he’d stay neutral, but that was impossible. Unless Sky was coming at him with a sharp, pointed weapon, Storm couldn’t help being mesmerized by the way Sky moved. Swift, fluid, and graceful, like a cat prowling, but with strength fueling his every move. Ever since childhood, he’d been fascinated with Sky’s style. He used his speed and agility to compensate when fighting a bigger opponent. When facing an equal in size, like Eagle, he was more focused on his moves and on reading his opponent’s intentions. Whoever he was facing, Sky never seemed too focused, or too stressed about combat. He looked aloof, almost distracted, the glow in his eye being the only sign nothing escaped him.
Time flew as Storm watched his husband, pride swelling his heart. If he was honest, Sky could have handled joining the Dragon’s elites on their next mission, but Storm decided to be cautious. Eagle would continue with Sky’s training, build his stamina, and make sure Sky had all the chances of keeping himself safe. That would also give Storm a little more time to get used to the idea of having Sky exposed to danger so much more often than either of them was used to.