He thought that Ethan Caldwell had been too rough yesterday, making Julian Sterling unable to walk. Because Julian’s entire body was currently completely hidden by Ethan’s large physique and the suit jacket, revealing only a tuft of hair. Just as Kieran Talbot was about to say sothing else, the young man popped his head out from the suit jacket, smiling sweetly at Kieran: "Hello, Doctor Talbot."
"Oh, you look quite energetic." Kieran knew just by looking that these two were simply showing off their intimate affection in front of him, but seeing that Julian was fine put his mind at ease: "Just calling Kieran is fine. We do not need to be so formal."
"Oke."
Julian smiled brightly again, looking just like a little sun radiating warmth. Watching the two people in front of him, who were simply sitting on the sofa yet still clinging to each other in such sweet and passionate affection, Kieran could not help but fall into deep thought.
Is marriage really this happy? Suddenly, he also wanted to settle down and start a family.
Thinking such random thoughts, he quickly got back to the main topic: "I have already tested the blood tube that Colin Grant gave this morning."
Before Ethan had breakfast, he had already drawn a tube of his own blood so that Kieran would have sothing to test upon arrival. While waiting for everyone to return, Kieran had swiftly separated and filtered the blood components. Fortunately, Kieran had an acquaintance in a major hospital in Kensington City, otherwise, it would have taken much longer to get the results.
"That drug does not cause too much harm to your health, you just need to nourish your body to recover." Speaking up to this point, he could not help but look Ethan up and down: "Even so, you still managed to hold back?"
"Huh? What do you an?" Julian, sitting next to him, could not help but speak up. Saying Julian was sitting next to him was an understatent. In truth, Julian only needed to shift a little more to the right, and his entire body would be completely swallowed up in Ethan’s embrace. Seeing these two constantly entangled with each other, Kieran felt his bachelor eyes stinging a bit.
Sigh, maybe he should start dating too.
Random thoughts aside, Kieran still answered properly: "The drug residue in Ethan’s blood has not completely dissipated, so it must still have so lingering effects. I heard you even went out to negotiate with Harrison Thornton this morning, truly impressive."
His self-control could only be described as godly. Being drugged to that extent and still remaining clear-headed enough to go negotiate. But in reality, Kieran knew this was not that difficult.
The drug residue in Ethan’s blood was not too much; in fact, it was not enough to cause a loss of consciousness or ntal confusion, at most making him slightly more aroused than usual. People like them had received special training since childhood. And within that special training, dealing with being drugged with aphrodisiacs was a mandatory subject.
To beco a leader, one had to keep their belt under strict control.
What surprised Kieran was that Ethan had Julian right there. Looking at the other’s spoiled deanor while leaning closely against his best friend, Kieran felt that if he were Ethan, he would have definitely stayed at the hotel this morning to passionately make love to Julian.
It was his own wife, after all, what need was there to hold back?
At this mont, Kieran also looked at Ethan with a curious gaze, wondering how his friend could still hold back in such a situation. Or perhaps his friend had so unspeakable physiological problem...
Although Kieran did not say it out loud, after being friends for so many years, Ethan knew this person all too well. So he glared: "Do not think nonsense, I just felt the hotel was not clean."
"Oh." Kieran also knew about Ethan’s room having hidden caras planted; thinking about it, it really was not safe, so he clicked his tongue a couple of tis. He thought he would have a juicy story to tell the others, but it turned out to be nothing. Well, never mind then.
"Then you two just keep having fun. Relax and enjoy, I will not bother you anymore. Colin arranged my room at the very end of the fourth floor, two whole floors away from you two, so rest assured." With that, Kieran picked up his coffee cup and stood up, leisurely strolling toward the indoor elevator. Before the elevator doors closed, he even added: "When you are done playing, let know so I can examine both of you again."
Then he muttered to himself: "I should probably tell Colin to buy so kidney-nourishing and virility-boosting porridge, what kidneys could withstand this much?"
Whether he did it on purpose or not, he was mumbling to himself, yet both of them heard it clearly.
Julian was so embarrassed that he buried his face into Ethan’s chest to hide. He might be quite wanton in bed normally, but that did not an he would not get shy. Hearing his husband’s best friend talk about such delicate matters, Julian was so bashful that his ears turned so bright red they looked ready to drip blood.
Ethan was already all too used to this, the man simply chuckled, lifted Julian up, and headed toward the stairs. There was only one elevator in the house, and Kieran was already using it. Besides, the master bedroom was right on the first floor, so there was no need to wait for the elevator anyway.
By the ti they reached the bedroom door, Julian’s clothes had been mostly taken off. First was the suit jacket draped over his body, followed by the long silk trousers.
By the ti his entire body touched the mattress, all Julian had left on him was an unbuttoned sleep shirt, and his eyes were already glistening with moisture from arousal.
The long hem of the shirt just barely covered his bottom, yet because it was unbuttoned, it could not completely hide the tantalizing scenery underneath. His small, erect mber peeked out from under the hem, and his two flushed pink nipples rose and fell with his breathing.
It was so beautiful that Ethan just wanted to pounce right in and savor this feast. But he could not; he still had his other plans.
So Ethan captured those slightly parted lips, murmuring: "Does what you said yesterday still count?"
"Mhm... ah... what... words?"
"That I can do whatever I want."
Julian panted heavily, thought for a mont, then bit his lip and humd: "Mhm... it still counts."
"Then can my baby help out with this one thing?"
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