Sleeping With My Step Daddy-Chapter 53: "The Best Massage"

[Mature Content]

Kai and Bast stepped into their home, the door clicking softly behind them. Kai immediately wrapped his arms around Bast, resting his head against his chest.

Kai (warmly): "I’m really happy for Miles... He’s finally free from the fear of Victor."

Bast gently held Kai back, brushing a hand through his hair.

Bast (calmly): "He deserves happiness. I’m glad he finally got it."

Kai pulled back slightly and looked up at him. "But... how did you get Mr. Victor to confess everything to Ethan?"

Bast gave him a quiet, sly smile as he took off his coat and walked over to the couch.

Bast: "I just asked him nicely."

Kai followed him, squinting with suspicion. That word—nicely—didn’t sit right. His mind instantly flashed to what Rico might’ve done in a similar situation.

Kai (narrowing his eyes): "Wait... you kidnapped Victor?"

Bast chuckled softly as he began to unbutton his shirt, revealing part of his chest.

Bast: "I didn’t."

Kai blinked, puzzled. "Then how?"

Bast: "Victor’s the worst. He’s hurt so many women—and men too. I had evidence. I just... showed him what I could do with it."

Kai sat beside him, slowly processing everything.

Kai (softly): "You used evidence..."

Bast turned to him, gently holding Kai’s face in his hands.

Bast: "I did what I had to. Did I do well?"

Kai smiled shyly. "You did... I’m really happy."

Bast’s eyes darkened slightly with affection as he undid another button, leaning in with a low voice.

Bast: "Then let’s celebrate tonight..."

Kai stood up quickly, flustered. "I-I’m tired!"

But Bast caught his wrist, pulling him down gently into his lap. Kai’s cheeks flushed red.

Kai: "B-Bast..."

Bast buried his face in Kai’s neck, inhaling his scent with a soft kiss.

Bast (murmuring): "Then let me give you the best massage you’ve ever had..."

Kai trembled slightly under his touch, his eyes fluttering shut. The warmth of Bast’s lips on his neck, the playful bite on his ear, the gentle lick—every motion made Kai feel like melting in his arms.

Bast scooped Kai into his arms effortlessly, carrying him toward the bedroom. Kai, who had refused earlier, now found himself wanting it more than anything. His heartbeat quickened with every step Bast took.

Bast gently laid Kai down on the bed, his eyes filled with heat and longing. He slowly took off his own shirt, revealing the toned, burning body that craved nothing but Kai. Lowering himself over him, Bast captured Kai’s lips in a deep, passionate kiss.

With skilled fingers, he unbuttoned Kai’s shirt, peeling it away and tossing it aside. His fingertips lightly trailed over Kai’s chest, sending shivers through him.

Bast turned toward the bedside drawer, opened it, and pulled out a small bottle of oil. He poured a warm stream onto Kai’s chest and began rubbing it in with slow, deliberate strokes.

His touch was gentle but firm, soothing every muscle while igniting every nerve. Bast teased Kai’s nipples with slick fingertips, watching him closely.

Bast (teasing): "How’s it feel?"

Kai (breathless): "It feels... so good."

Bast grinned, pleased by the reaction. He leaned down and kissed Kai’s lips again, deeper this time—then bit his lower lip with a soft growl of desire.

Bast gently turned Kai onto his stomach, pouring a warm stream of oil onto his back. The room filled with the soft sound of Kai’s breath as Bast began massaging him with slow, expert hands.

His touch was soft—teasing, yet comforting. Kai’s body tensed and relaxed under every stroke, a soft moan escaping his lips.

Kai (barely whispering): "Bast... Bast... b..."

Bast leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on Kai’s ear, his breath hot against his skin.

Kai couldn’t hold back anymore. He turned around quickly, his hands reaching up to cradle Bast’s face. Their eyes met for a fleeting moment before their lips crashed together in a deep, desperate kiss—one filled with everything they’d been holding in.

And that night, they let it all go, wrapped in each other completely.

Next Morning

Bast and Ethan sat quietly in a business meeting. Ethan’s eyes were red, hinting at a sleepless night, but his posture remained calm and focused. Bast, seated beside him, noticed but didn’t say anything. He knew Ethan was holding himself together.

As the meeting ended, Ethan stood and looked toward Rico.

Ethan: "Mr. Rico, do you have some time for coffee? I’d like to talk."

Rico blinked in surprise but nodded politely.

Rico: "Sure, Mr. Ethan."

The two left the room together, and Bast stayed behind, watching them go with a thoughtful look. What does he really want to talk about? he wondered.

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At a cozy café...

Ethan and Rico sat across from each other, the aroma of coffee floating between them. Rico leaned back slightly, waiting.

Rico: "So, what do you want to talk about?"

Ethan looked at him seriously.

Ethan: "I wanted to thank you—for saving Miles that night."

Rico’s eyes widened in shock.

Rico: "What? How do you know about that?"

Ethan: "I just do. And I’m grateful."

Rico let out a slow breath, his shoulders relaxing.

Rico: "Finally, Miles has some happiness. That fear... it’s gone now. Ethan, if you really want to thank me, just keep that kid happy. He deserves it."

Rico: "Your dad... I mean, Victor, did him very wrong."

Ethan: "I’ll keep Miles happy. Next week, we’re getting married."

Rico’s expression softened in surprise.

Rico: "I know."

Ethan: "If you’ve got time, I’d be happy to see you there."

Rico blinked.

Rico: "You’re really inviting me to your wedding?"

Ethan: "Yep. But if you don’t want to come, that’s fine too."

He stood, grabbing his coat to leave.

Rico (quickly): "I’ll come, Ethan."

Ethan didn’t turn back. He simply nodded and walked out of the café, leaving Rico watching silently.

Bast waited in his office, eyes flicking to the door every few seconds. Finally, it opened and Ethan stepped in, looking composed but quiet. He walked over and sat beside Bast.

Bast: "Are you okay, Ethan?"

Ethan: "I’m okay."

Bast studied him for a moment, then asked gently,

Bast: "What did you want to talk to Rico about?"

Ethan: "I just wanted to thank him... for saving Miles that night."

Bast nodded with understanding.

Bast: "That was good of you."

A silence passed between them, comfortable yet heavy with unspoken emotion. Then Bast offered with a soft smile,

Bast: "How about a drink tonight? Just the two of us."

Ethan looked at him and, for the first time that day, smiled faintly.

Ethan: "That sounds like a good idea."

Bast could feel the weight Ethan carried—the pain, the betrayal, the need for peace. He wasn’t just inviting him for a drink. He was offering comfort.

And Ethan accepted it.

After Work – At the Club...

Ethan and Bast sat together in a quiet, private lounge of the club. The lights were low, the music soft in the background. Ethan took a quick sip of his drink—then another, faster.

Bast (reaching over): "Hold on, hold on, dude. Slow down."

Ethan (slightly slurring): "Bast, you remember when we first met?"

Bast (smiling): "I remember. When I looked at you for the first time, I honestly wondered how cold you were."

He chuckled softly and leaned back.

Bast: "But after we became friends... I saw the other side of you. The childish, caring side."

Ethan smiled faintly at that, his eyes beginning to gloss over with emotion.

Ethan: "I’m really happy to have a big brother like you... I’m really happy I met you."

His voice cracked slightly. Bast didn’t say anything right away—he just leaned forward and pulled Ethan into a tight hug.

Bast: "Ethan, you don’t have to hide. You can cry if you need to."

Ethan gripped him tightly, his whole body trembling. His voice came out low and pained.

Ethan: "Why did Dad do this to me...?"

Bast said nothing—he just held him closer, letting Ethan fall apart safely in his arms.

Meanwhile, at Home...

Kai sat on the couch, glancing at the clock as he waited for Bast. His phone suddenly rang, and he quickly picked it up.

Kai: "Hello?"

Miles: "Hey, Kai. Is Ethan with Bast? He’s not answering my calls."

Kai: "Nope. Bast isn’t answering mine either."

Miles: "I’m getting worried about Ethan."

Kai: "Wait, let me call Bast’s secretary. Maybe she knows."

Miles: "Okay..."

Kai ended the call and quickly dialed the secretary’s number. After a few rings, she picked up.

Secretary: "Hello, Mr. Kai."

Kai: "Can you tell me where Bast is right now?"

Secretary: "Mr. Sebastian is at his private club with Mr. Ethan."

Kai: "Can you send me the location?"

Secretary: "Of course, sir."

Kai: "Thanks."

As soon as the call ended, Kai called Miles back.

Kai: "I found out where they are."

Miles: "Where?"

Kai: "I’ll come pick you up. Wait for me."

Miles: "Okay."

Kai and Miles arrived at the club. The atmosphere inside was quiet—too quiet. Aside from a few waiters moving discreetly around, the place seemed nearly empty.

Kai (to a waiter): "Where is Mr. Sebastian?"

The waiter gave a polite nod and gestured toward a hallway.

Waiter: "This way, sir."

Kai and Miles followed the waiter through the elegant corridor, the sound of their footsteps echoing softly. They stopped outside a closed door.

Kai took a deep breath and opened it.

The sight inside made his eyes widen in shock.

Inside the Private Room...

Bast and Ethan were heavily drunk—slouched on the couch with empty glasses scattered across the table.

Miles (alarmed): "Kai... look at them. They drank way too much. We can’t handle them like this."

Bast suddenly let out a loud laugh and lazily turned his head. His eyes shimmered as they locked onto Kai.

Bast (grinning): "Kai... my baby."

He stood up, a little wobbly, and stumbled toward Kai. Without warning, he wrapped his arms around him in a tight hug.

Miles (rushing over to Ethan): "Ethan, let’s go home."

He tried to help him up, but Ethan just leaned further into him, his face flushed.

Ethan (slurring): "Milk... I don’t wanna go home. Let’s stay here tonight."

He slid his arms around Miles’ waist and hugged him tightly, pressing his cheek against Miles’ belly like a clingy child.