I reach behind him, spreading his cheeks so I can thoroughly scrub in between the globes of his ass. He suddenly jerks away from me, his heavy gaze narrowing at my efforts. “My apologies, master, I thought I was to wash you?” I ask with faux confusion and a vapid tone. Skull and Bones both cover their enjoyment at Scorpius’s expense with well-placed bony hands over their mouths. While they hide their smirks, it does little to hide their titters, and I have to work hard to keep a grin from stretching across my own face at their unexpected giggles. “I’m good there,” Scorpius snaps, reclaiming
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Did you wash your ass today?
