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Nikolai had just sat down when his phone dinged with a text notification. He slipped it out to set it to vibrate, but he stared blankly at the display instead.

Sweetheart ❤️ (1) new messages

He glanced around. Everyone else was still settling down for the meeting. David was setting up the projector and hooking up his laptop. Genya arranged files of documents to pass to the gathered. General Aleksander was chatting quietly with Fedyor. Ivan kept stealing glances at them. Zoya was fixing her lipstick, aided by a tiny black compact mirror. He had time to reply.

Nikolai unlocked his phone and opened Kaz’s chat. He frowned. A picture. Those pictures you could only see once. Just what corpse Kaz wanted to show off now? It either had to be an amusing wound or someone who annoyed him a little too much. He tapped to view the photo.

There was a small text hovering at the bottom of the image that read “Miss you ❤️”. The picture? The dildo. And Kaz. Kaz trailing his tongue at the side of the dildo, leaving a trail of spit. Kaz’s tongue on the dildo. His lips so close to the tip it was almost in Kaz’s mouth. Kaz’s jawline and his throat in frame. Not his eyes, though. The room was dark, the only source of light for the picture being Kaz’s phone brightness, and yet Nikolai could tell that Kaz’s face was beginning to blush. He was watching the dildo, Kaz’s lips, Kaz’s jaw, Kaz’s tongue, the silicone that glistened with spit.

Nikolai slammed his phone screen against his chest, mortified —and very definitely turned on, but he was not going to dwell on that with his mother sitting so close—. It was the middle of the afternoon! —Well, technically, it was the middle of the night in Kaz’s time zone, but still—. This was the worst time ever to be getting spicy pictures from his partner! Not that he was complaining about being sent spicy pictures, only the Saints knew how often Kaz sent those —being once every blue moon, at best—. But, specifically, right now, with his family sitting next to him and other functionaries across the table, it wasn’t a good time at all.

His phone dinged again. Begrudgingly, Nikolai pulled it away to glance at the screen. Thanks to the contact against his chest, he had accidentally exited Kaz’s chat. In his list of contacts, Sweetheart ❤️ glowed with a new message, this time, though, it was a text.

Nikolai tapped it open.

Did you like the picture, darling?

He imagined Kaz looming behind him. His gloved hands trailing from his shoulders down his chest and to his stomach. His lips ghosting his ear as he whispered the text message he’d sent. Nikolai’s face flushed red with embarrassment. What was he to get so worked up over a picture? One picture Kaz sent out of nowhere and out of the goodness of his heart—

Something wasn’t adding up.

Nikolai burrowed his brow as he considered. He, slowly, typed out a reply.

I did
What’s the occasion?
You don’t tend to spoil me with this kind of messages, love
Not that I’m complaining
I certainly am not
Just curious

Nikolai glanced around as he waited for Kaz to reply. He could see his bubble chat show up, then fade, then show up again and then disappear again. At the same time, the meeting was about to begin any second now.

That’s when Kaz’s reply came, and it did way more than just shock Nikolai.

I just miss you
I can’t stop thinking about you
You and your cock
I need to savour it
I need it buried so deep inside me it fills me up
It’s driving me mad

Nikolai shifted in his seat and pulled at his collar. He felt very uncomfortable. Heat was rushing down to his crotch, his cock pulsed as it began to wake. He could picture Kaz so clearly. Lying naked on their bed. His cock hard and pulsing as it waited for any kind of attention. Him frowning at Nikolai’s chat, his face completely flushed red, as he waited for his response.

Nikolai typed. Paused. Deleted it. Typed again.

Fuck, Kaz
This is the least appropriate time for me to be doing this right now
[Draft]: You’ve put me in a ve

“Who are you texting?”

Nikolai stiffened immediately. He locked his phone before Vasily could try to surpass Nikolai’s privacy screen protector by leaning too into his personal space.

Nikolai cleared his throat as he set his phone to vibrate and set it face down on the table, his palm set over it to prevent any kind of snatching. “Why so curious?” He crossed his knees —to hide his very growing dick— and leaned his chin on his palm. He grinned. “Has your brotherly instinct of getting your nose in my business finally awaken?”

Vasily scrunched his nose in disgust and backed off. “You wish,” he spat. “You were just looking so stupidly at your phone that I felt a little sorry for you.”

Nikolai hummed. “So happy to hear that you worry about me, dear brother of mine.”

Vasily laughed drily. “Keep dreaming.” He sharply turned his head with his arms crossed. Duly going back to pretend Nikolai didn’t exist.

Nikolai’s shoulders relaxed a little. He let out a relieved breath through his nose, not wishing for Vasily to realize he was trying to hide something. That’s when he felt his phone buzz under his fingertips. His grip tightened over it and he dared glance at it, then his eyes focused on his wrist.

He was wearing his smart watch. The stupid thing that Vasily got him for his birthday last year. The stupid idiotic watch that Kaz had laughed at and suggested had been bugged so Vasily could spy on him. A thought that Nikolai had echoed, but after searching it for any kind of spyware, it was clean and safe to use. A stupid, useless, expensive watch that, for some fucking reason, required to be linked to Nikolai’s phone in order to function properly. The screen lit up with the notification of a new message.

That smart watch was linked to his phone.

Nikolai glanced at Vasily, making sure he kept ignoring his presence, as he turned the smartwatch around so it would rest over the inside of his wrist. The lights in the room dimmed. The automatic blinds on the massive floor high windows began to drop. The projector’s screen light casted against the screen with the company issued logo, then David’s presentation title card appeared —“Budget review of the Labs’ founding for January-April 2026”.

He moved his hands over the table so his fingers would intertwine. It was a very awkward position, but functional. He fumbled with his thumb to set the volume to zero. After, he proceeded to struggle his way through the apps until he got to messages and tapped Kaz’s chat.

Why?

At that moment, another text arrived that made Nikolai’s blood turn to ice.

Is it more important than answering to me?

This is what he got for falling in love with Kaz Brekker. The sensitive answer was that, yes. This was a government meeting. A meeting that could have been an email, honestly, but it was something that required Nikolai’s undivided attention. Yet there he was, fumbling with his thumb to type a coherent reply in a timely manner while trying to maintain it readable and grammatically correct —he would die where he sat if it turned out that one of Kaz’s sexting turn offs was improper punctuation.

Nothing is more important to me than you
I find it a little insulting that you would imply otherwise in the first place

Does nobody really care that you’re chatting on your phone while at a meeting?
That’s not very Future Crown Prince-ly behavior of you, darling

Nikolai couldn’t help the smug grin that appeared on his lips as he typed.

I’m not on my phone

Kaz’s reply took a while to form. He delighted in that small text bubble appearing then disappearing, then appearing again just to fade away. Eventually, though, the reply arrived.

The fucking watch?

Nikolai’s lips twitched, fighting to keep himself from smiling. He could see perfectly Kaz”s scowl as he typed and his disbelieving tone of voice.

I’m shocked too
It turns out that Vasya can be a mindful gift giver every once in a while

And here I was thinking of all the very inappropriate things I want to tell you

You can still tell me

So your stupid brother can read this to cry himself to sleep?
I’ll pass

It’s not bugged, love
I checked
Even had David take a look in case I missed something
Then checked again in case David overlooked anything
This conversation is protected by the Sturmhond Seal of Cyber Security

In that case...

Kaz sent another photo. Nikolai’s breath hitched as he tapped it open.

He had to strain his eyes so he could see every detail without the need to zoom in. Like the previous one, it was a close shot of his lips and jawline, but, unlike that one, Kaz had taken the dildo halfway into his mouth. The corners of his lips were curved slightly, a smirk that couldn’t be appreciated because Kaz was sucking a fucking dildo. A dildo made in the image of his own hard cock, aching and pulsing for stimulation.

Nikolai’s trousers were getting really uncomfortable. He shifted on his seat while he exited the picture back to Kaz’s chat.

Fuck, Kaz
You certainly do look incredibly sexy with your lips wrapped around my cock

Are you imaging me there, princeling?
Kneeling under the table and taking you whole?

I wouldn’t make you kneel
I’d be so preoccupied over your bad leg and your comfort to actually enjoy myself

What if I’m just sitting then?
Sat between your knees, an arm draped over your thigh so I can cushion my chin over it and look up at you while I suck you off?
Would you enjoy that?

Nikolai closed his eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath. This was a mistake. He shouldn’t be indulging Kaz like this while in a meeting. He wasn’t so touch starved and horny that he couldn’t retain some semblance of self-control whatsoever, right?

Nikolai shifted a little forward on his seat, just so he could uncross his knees and spread them apart. Making enough space for someone to settle there. He imagined leathered fingers trailing over his calf towards his thigh. He imagined Kaz’s hungry stare as he sunk his fingers onto the muscle, his tongue trailing alongside his cock before swallowing the head. He imagined his own fingers slipping under the table to tangle in dark locks of hair to push Kaz’s head, to get him to swallow him deeper. He imagined the pleased grunt that got chocked by Nikolai’s cock on his throat.

Nikolai bit the inside of his cheek. Hard.

Turns out, he was that incredibly touch starved and horny for fucking Kaz Brekker.

When he opened his eyes and glanced down at his watch, a new text from Kaz awaited him.

I’ll take that as a yes

Nikolai narrowed his eyes at the text. He dared to peak a glance around the room.

Vasily and his father looked utterly bored. The king was rubbing his eyes with his fingers, giving himself a little break before squinting at the tiny numbers in the projector. Vasily gazed emptily to the front. He held a pen in his hand, which was making random scribbles in a small note pad in front of him. Zoya and Aleksander seemed to be paying the utmost attention to the presentation, as did Genya. Although, she was looking directly at David, rather than the information displayed.

I have the impression that you’re enjoying yourself

Almost
I am missing input of my very handsome and well-endowed partner to fully enjoy myself

That made Nikolai sit a little straighter.

Oh?
My poor boyfriend has been suffering this whole time and I was unaware?
Do you want me to help you feel good, my love?

I thought I had made myself clear from the start

You did
But, let me remind you, I am in a meeting right now
Perhaps I could help you later
Very thoroughly

Kaz’s answer didn’t come in the shape of a text. It was a video. The little secret display was taunting him, luring him. It could be anything. It could be Kaz swallowing the dildo and it would glisten with spit when he pulled away and grinned into the camera. It could be his obscene moans, muffled by the dildo, as he fucked his own mouth with it. It could be Kaz begging Nikolai to fuck him as he touched himself, desperate as he kept licking, sucking and kissing the dildo.

Nikolai cursed under his breath, exiting Kaz’s chat and opening the one labelled as Left & Right Hand.

I need to exit this meeting
Urgently

Agent TKB
Roger

Agent TYB
Exit strategy commencing in 1 minute and 47 seconds

Nikolai went back to Kaz’s chat and quickly typed.

I’ll call you in ten minutes

Nikolai didn’t wait for Kaz’s reply. He exited the messaging app, put his smart watch on sleep mode, flipped it back to the front of his wrist and, in a manner he hoped was subtle, slipped a hand under the table to make sure his little predicament wasn’t obvious to the whole room the moment he stood up.

Precisely a minute and forty-seven seconds later, the door of the meeting room clicked open, allowing a line of light to slip into the room. Steps approached Nikolai, then he felt someone lean over his shoulder to whisper in his ear.

“There’s been a situation,” Tamar whispered harshly.

Nikolai frowned, pretending to think. “How serious is it?”

“There might have been a breach.” Tamar lied easily.

Nikolai nodded curtly. Tamar stepped back as he rose from his chair. “My apologies.” He addressed to the room, butting his suit jacket and straightening it. “I appear to be needed elsewhere. If you’ll excuse me.”

He took his phone and quickly followed after Tamar. Tolya stood at the door, holding it open for them to pass through before he shut it close.

Nikolai began walking away at a quick pace, then muttered another curse when he heard Tolya and Tamar behind him.

“So?” Tamar asked. “What’s the situation?”

“What are we dealing with?” Tolya added.

Nikolai unbuttoned his suit jacket and slipped his hand in the inside pocket to pull out his earbuds’ case.

“Nothing, actually.” He flipped the lid open and slipped one earbud into his ear, then the other. He turned his head to look at them from over his shoulder. “It was just a very boring meeting.”

Tolya and Tamar had very similar disbelieving expressions.

“You’re joking,” Tamar muttered.

Nikolai marched towards the elevator and pressed the call button a little too harshly. “Not at all.”

He glanced out of the corner of his eye at where he knew the hallway camera was. He checked his phone, made sure his earbuds were connected and fully charged, then leaned a shoulder against the wall, body angled to block the camera’s view of his phone’s screen. For some reason, he didn’t trust completely that his privacy protector could actually protect his privacy very much.

He unlocked his phone, which was still opened in Kaz’s chat.

He sighed, relieved, when he noticed that Kaz’s video was still in the chat. In fact, Kaz had sent another text.

I’ll be waiting, then ❤️

“You made us get you out of the meeting so you could text your boyfriend?” Tolya asked, baffled.

Nikolai snapped his gaze up to Tolya. Instinctively he leaned his phone towards his chest.

“Of course not,” he lied. “What makes you think that?”

“You’re smiling at your phone,” Tamar pointed out.

The elevator dinged, then the metal doors slid open to reveal it was completely and utterly empty.

“Ah, that’s because of something completely different,” Nikolai said as he stepped inside the elevator. He pressed on the 6th floor button, where his office was, a few too many times as he carried on. “There might be a new freelance gig coming soon,” he lied.

The metal doors began to close, but Tolya grabbed at the edge, to push them back to stop them from closing. “Will it?” He insisted.

Nikolai’s hand slipped to the ‘close doors’ button, and began to repeatedly press on it. “Of course,” he grinned. “When have I failed to deliver a promise?”

Tolya blinked, unconvinced. He shared a glance over his shoulder towards Tamar, who just rolled her eyes up at the sky.

Tolya, finally, let go of the elevator’s door and stepped back.

Nikolai was pressing on the 6th floor button again before the door even finished closing. When it did, he strategically backed into the corner opposite of the elevator camera and pressed on the video Kaz had sent him.

The screen was dark, focused on the ceiling of their room with no light at all to actually discern any details. Nikolai kept his eyes glued to the screen, then checked that the volume was, indeed, up all the way. He waited for a beat, debating whether to scroll ahead until something happened on screen, but that’s when he heard it. The creak of the bed as something shifted on it. Weight moving. Another beat, then he heard Kaz’s voice muttering a curse.

The phone jerked suddenly, Kaz’s profile appeared on screen. His face was flushed completely red. His lips were contorted into a delightful half scowl half pout and his brows were furrowed. His lips parted to let out a soft little gasp, then he snapped his mouth shut.

He was naked. Completely, absolutely naked as he laid down on the bed, face down on a pillow fluffed under his chest. Nikolai couldn’t see his hands. He could see part of his arm stretched forward to hold onto his phone, but that was about it. He couldn’t see the other. Although, judging by Kaz’s expression, he imagined where it was and what it was doing. His dark coffee eyes were looking directly into the camera lens, pupil dilated with lust and a bone shaking want.

Nikolai waited with baited breath.

Kaz closed his eyes, buried part of his face onto his pillow as an obscene moan ripped out of his throat. It reverberated through Nikolai’s spine. He was tempted to rewind the video to hear it again.

“Nikolai,” he mumbled, then a whine followed. The sound was muffled against the pillow. “Please, Nikolai, I need you— I need you so bad...”

That’s where the video cut off.

It finished and now he was staring right at his chat with Kaz as he stood alone in the elevator.

The elevator dinged, signalling it stopped.

Nikolai looked up, verified it was his floor, and he was out. He rushed down the hallway, straight for his office door. By the time his hand closed in the handle, he was already video calling Kaz.

Kaz answered him after two rings. Nikolai was fumbling to lock his office door whilst not straying his eyes from his phone screen.

Kaz was lying down in the same position he was in the video he sent Nikolai, but his other hand was away from stroking his own cock, holding the dildo over the bed. His tongue was sliding up the side of it, towards the tip, his eyes focused on his own phone.

He grinned. “Always so punctual,” Kaz purred. His tongue pressed on the slit, then he bobbed his head to swallow the tip, slowly. Sensually. Excruciatingly sexy.

Nikolai swallowed. “Fuck, Kaz,” he hissed. He dashed across the room to his desk, his hand fumbled for the remote controller for his blinds.

He suddenly regretted having such a massive office with all floor to ceiling windows. When he found it, he immediately pressed down on the button and, slowly, the blinds began to drop down.

He sunk onto his desk chair, watching Kaz suck on the dildo, making soft, muffled noises of pleasure. “You’re infuriating, have I ever told you that, love?” He muttered, slipping a hand down to unbuckle his belt. Damn waiting for the blinds to fully lower.

Kaz hummed, then slipped the dildo out of his mouth. His lips made a low pop, then he grinned at the camera. “Not recently,” he said, his raspy voice had gotten deeper. An allure proper of a siren. His gloved hand moved on the dildo, stroking it while maintaining eye contact with Nikolai. “You’ve been gone for quite some time, my dear prince.”

Nikolai slipped his cock out of his trousers and underwear and begun stroking himself, following the same movements Kaz was making. He sighed, relieved to finally ease that tension that had been making him unable to concentrate. “How inconsiderate of me,” he mused, grinning, “to not remind my infuriating partner how incredibly maddening he is.”

Kaz phone shifted. There was some shuffling that Nikolai couldn’t see and didn’t understand, until he saw the hand that was supposed to be keeping his phone upright slide away and towards Kaz’s own body.

“Infuriating and maddening,” Kaz said, his smirk growing. His lips parted to let out a shaky breath. “Just how many adjectives can you come up with to describe me?”

“A lot,” Nikolai whispered. “Would you like me to list them all?”

“Yes.”

“You are absolutely breath taking,” Nikolai began saying. At that moment, Kaz popped the dildo back into his mouth, sucking with such fervour and desperation it made Nikolai pump himself just as fast. “So beautiful and perfect. So absolutely wicked and twisted. You are such a cruel man, Kaz, and I can’t get enough of it. You are the most amazing human being to have ever graced this earth.”

Kaz moaned around the dildo.

“Fuck, you’re so stunning,” Nikolai growled. He felt stuffy. He set up his phone against his pen basket on his desk to free his hand. He had barely let go of his phone before the basket was sliding backwards because of the added weight, which made NIkolai mutter a curse. He tried setting it again, but it slid right off. He snatched his phone and pushed his stappler behind his pen basket for added support, then leaned his phone against it. Finally, it remained upright. With his newly freed hand, he pulled at the noose of his tie, to loosen it, and then pop the top button of his shirt, so he could breathe better. “You’re taking me so well. Making me feel so good. You must be so proud of yourself, aren’t you, my love? I couldn’t stop thinking about you the whole meeting.”

Kaz pulled out the dildo of his mouth, so he could grin properly and reply. “I am,” he agreed breathlessly. He let his eyes fall close and buried his face into the pillow. “Fuck,” he moaned, although it sounded muffled. He cocked his head, to look at the camera with one eye through his eyelashes. He looked so pretty like that. Such an utter mess. Flushed red and writhing, aching for Nikolai’s attention.

“That’s it,” Nikolai said, leaning forward on his seat to grab his phone again. He wanted to take a closer look at Kaz’s face. That handsome face that was all sharp and scowls that look much more beautiful as a whining desperate mess. “You’re doing so well, Kaz. Keep going, just like that.”

“Nikolai—” Kaz moaned into the pillow.

“Saints, Kaz,” Nikolai groaned. He could feel his climax looming over the corner. The pool of pleasure in his gut so close to over flowing. “You drive me insane, Kaz. I want you so bad I can’t do nothing but think about you at every waking moment.”

“Nikolai, I’m—” Kaz whined. “I’m so close, Nikolai—”

“Keep going, love,” Nikolai said. He wanted to hear him come. He wanted to come while he heard him cry out his name as he orgasmed. Even at the other side of the continent, they would come simultaneously and it would be the greatest thing ever—

Kaz glanced at the camera, his dark eyes had such a menacing and predatory look that made Nikolai weak on the knees. He smirked into the camera, his lips parted and—

The call disconnected.

Nikolai stopped short.

He blinked, breathing heavily, as he stared at the screen blankly. Since the call had been ended, it sent him back to Kaz’s chat.

Call — 3.27 pm
16 min

Did... Did Kaz just hang up on him?

Nikolai cursed under his breath, then clicked to call him again.

His phone rang once. Then twice. The third ring made him furrow his brow. The fourth one made him uneasy.

There was no way Kaz would just hang up on him like that. They were in the middle of— Kaz was about ready to come and Nikolai was too. It didn’t make any sense.

Call — 3.29 pm
Unanswered

He called again.

Nikolai’s knee was bouncing as he kept staring at his phone ring once, twice, thrice.

He let go of his cock, wiped his hand on his trousers, slipped out of the call to Kaz’s chat.

Kaz
Kaz, what happened?

Maybe he was thinking the worst about him for no reason. Maybe this has a reasonable explanation. Maybe there was a light out or the Wi-Fi disconnected and Kaz didn’t have phone signal anymore—

His texts were delivered. And read.

The call automatically disconnected after not being answered.

Nikolai frowned, there was no way—

Did you actually just fucking hang up on me?
For real?

He called him again.

The call rang thrice before being answered.

He was greeted by Kaz’s smug fucking face staring down at him. His face wasn’t flushed anymore, although his pale cheeks still had a faint blush on them. His hair was a mess and some strands were damp with sweat. His hands were gloveless.

And the bastard was in the bathroom, brushing his teeth.

Kaz set his phone upright against the wall, next to the faucet. Nikolai could still appreciate Kaz’s naked glory, but that was not the point. The asshole had the gall to lean forward to spit on the sink.

“Are you going to say something,” Kaz began saying as he reached out of frame to grab a glass, then set it directly down the faucet, open the tap, and fill half of it, “or just keep gazing at my body like a fool?”

Nikolai felt his eye twitch. “You hung up on me,” he accused.

Kaz hummed as he closed the tap. “Very observant.” He took the glass to his mouth and drank, to rinse his mouth.

Nikolai was aghast. He didn’t say anything while he watched Kaz spit out his water into the sink.

“Why?” He finally demanded when Kaz took his phone again and was limping in the bathroom.

Kaz shrugged apathetically. “Oh, I just felt like hanging up on you.” Nikolai heard the shower run. Kaz wasn’t even looking at his phone. He was staring at the water out of frame, his face utterly blank, except for that condescending shit eating smirk.

“Why the hell would you—?”

“I promised that I would make you pay, didn’t I?” Kaz looked back down to his phone his smirk finally turning into that evil, rotten grin that Nikolai loved —when it wasn’t directed at him. “Consider us even.”

“Kaz Brekker,” Nikolai hissed, “I swear to the Saints, when I get back—”

Kaz hung up on him. Again.

Nikolai slammed his phone, face down, on his desk, cursing under his breath.

Fine. Kaz Brekker wanted to play? Two could play this fucking game.

Nikolai was still very painfully hard, but no matter. As he pumped himself, to reach that high Kaz had so ruthlessly interrupted, he was scheming.

Even, the bastard had claimed. They were even now, according to him. Nikolai truly underestimated how spiteful Kaz could be and how unequal retribution was with him. If Nikolai wanted to get even, he’d have to be smart about it. Or, better yet, be an ever-greatest fucking ass than Kaz had been when he hung up on him. It actually explained why Kaz had sent him a spicy picture out of nowhere. It hadn’t been out of the goodness of his rotten heart; he has a fucking agenda to fulfil. He must have hacked into his account to see his schedule and figure out the worst fucking time to bother Nikolai on purpose.

Nikolai was still furious when he came, but at least his mind was coming up with an idea. A wicked idea. A dirty, wicked, marvellous idea. He grinned.

He grabbed his phone and unlocked it.

Kaz had sent him a text while Nikolai was busy finishing what he started.

Goodnight, my prince ❤️

Nikolai’s grin widened.

I’ll see you in a week ❤️