Ro's POV

What a spineless little snitch.

I glared at Jasper and he smirked from the safety of Cyrus's arms, the prehistoric kitty possessively rubbing his scent over Jaspers head, neck and shoulders, small growls rumbling in his chest as he worked to remove my aroused scent from the conniving rat in his arms.

"Is that so?" Lukas hummed, staring at me with a fatherly frown, disappointment and disapproval, but also confusion on his features.

"What are you guys talking about? What is this BDSM?" Nobu asked timidly, glancing between our faces with a clueless look.

Lukas seemed to sigh in relief and lost some of his disapproval towards me for the fact that I hadn't shared such knowledge with Nobu.

"Never you mind kitten." He said softly to Nobu who huffed and puffed out his cheeks in annoyance for being left in the dark about the subject of our conversation.

"Dad." He whined.

"It's not something you should know Nobu, that any of you should know." He cast his disapproving gaze over all of us, pausing briefly when his eyes met Jasper's and then my own.

Lukas then sighed heavily, looking lost at how to proceed.

I could guess that he was wracking his brain on a suitable punishment for me.

I was under his roof and should respect his house rules but he couldn't punish me like he could his own children, no matter how much I saw him as a father figure or how he saw me as his cub.

My phone was my own, I'd paid for the phone itself and still paid the contract for it monthly with my own money, he knew he couldn't do to me what he did with Jasper.

"May I make a suggestion Lukas?" Cyrus offered, appearing a little calmer now he'd thoroughly scented Jasper, the tiger in question was now a limp noodle in Cyrus's arms, loud, full throated chuffs puffing from his chest, icy blue eyes lidded in bliss as Cyrus's fingers gently worked through the tight raven curls on Jasper's head.

Lukas nodded after a few moments of silence, letting out a small sigh.

Cyrus smiled in gratitude before starting to speak. "Much like parental controls can be put on a phone, the same can be done with wifi. It's quite simple to set up and you make a password to be able to access all of the internet so your own devices aren't limited."

Emelia let out a sound of outrage. "That's not fair! How come I'm getting punished for something those two idiots did?"

"The parental controls will limit adult content, if you don't search up anything you shouldn't be then you won't be affected by the change." Cyrus pointed out and Emelia scowled and crossed her arms with a huff but said no more.

"That sounds like a great idea, it's amazing what technology can do nowadays." Lukas said with a relieved smile. "Is it easy to set up?"

"Very. Just log in to your wifi account on your providers website and turn on parental controls, then set up a password. It might ask you to reboot the wifi, after that it's all set up."

Cyrus ended up offering to help set up the parental controls and the both of them disappeared into Lukas's office.

Those two killjoys seem to be getting along swimmingly.

It was no surprise when an rogue cushion smacked Jasper square in the face, Emelia looking far from pleased.

"Ow! What was that for Emelia?" Jasper whined and rubbed his now sore nose.

"For getting caught you nitwit, and for your tech savvy mate being such a suck up to dad."

"Why aren't you mad at Ro?!" He exclaimed frustratedly.

"Because at least he's not a snitch." She hissed back and Jasper flinched, a hurt expression flashing on his features.

"Why is everything always my fault!" He shouted, his voice cracking as he stomped upstairs before slamming the door to his bedroom.

I felt cool fingers on my cheek an looked down, Nobu staring back at me with a determined set to his mouth. "What were you guys talking about?" He spoke quietly and I let out a sigh, knowing I shouldn't tell him but he was my mate and I couldn't stand the thought of Nobu being upset with me.

"BDSM is kind of a broad term for kinky stuff." I mumbled under my breath, just loud enough so only he'd be able hear.

I knew it wasn't a completely accurate answer but it was enough for Nobu to understand the gist of what BDSM was without divulging more information than was necessary.

I'd rather avoid Lukas's ire, especially since he already made it clear he doesn't want me to share the information I had about BDSM with Nobu.

Nobu frowned at my answer, looking more confused than before. "Why did dad call it torture though? Wanting me to wear a skirt and thigh high socks isn't inherently bad, is it? Wearing women's clothes isn't anything like torture."

He stared up at me with his beautiful heterochromatic eyes, fingers splayed on my bare chest. He looked almost desperate to know, he didn't like being excluded from the conversation and being left in the dark but at the same time I didn't want to go against Lukas's wishes.

I sighed heavily, trying to think of a way to better explain and therefore satisfy Nobu's curiosity without telling him anything he didn't already know, like the heavier side of BDSM Lukas referred to as torture.

"You know how I like it when your nails dig into my back?" I whispered softly and he nodded back bashfully, his cheeks taking on a rosy hue that I found adorable.

I cooed internally and brushed my fingers over his heated cheeks, leaning down to press a brief kiss to his forehead before continuing. "It includes a measure of pain, doesn't it? Some aspects of BDSM contain pain, that's what your dad was referring to."

Nobu was quiet for a few moments, processing my words before glancing up at me shyly with a soft frown. "B-but you like it, how can it be bad if it feels good to you?" He mumbled, brows furrowed in confusion.

Aww... my innocent and yet adorably open minded cutie-pie.

"Some think that it doesn't matter if you enjoy it or not, simply that inflicting pain on others is wrong." I explained. "Or even that you are wrong for liking the pain."

He huffed. "Well I think that other people should mind their own business. As long as both parties consent and are comfortable then I see no problem with it. I like holding onto your back and you like it too. What business is it of theirs whether it hurts or not as long as you like it and don't want me to stop?"

I chuckled lowly, proud of my little minx for understanding so well.

Cyrus and Lukas came back out of the office, the former looking around for his tiger, frowning when he couldn't find the snitching birdnest.

"He's sulking in his room." I informed.

Cyrus glanced over at Lukas, who nodded after a moment at the silent question that was asked. Cyrus slowly making his way upstairs after being given permission.

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Jasper's POV

Why do I always get the blame for everything?

Ro should be in more trouble than me, I just read about the stuff, he actually does it with poor innocent Nobu.

From the kiss I witnessed between them earlier, led by Nobu, and the fact he'd topped the insufferable jaguar he was far less innocent than I thought, but still.

He should pay for corrupting my poor brothers mind, Nobu didn't know anything before meeting that pervert.

I hate to admit it but the annoying turd could kiss, and from what he's told me after his love induced sob-fest, he was just as good in bed.

I hated to admit it but I was jealous, of Nobu or Ro I didn't know, probably a bit of both.

Since meeting Cyrus I was no longer jealous that Nobu had Ro as a mate, he was annoying, and stupid... and annoying.

Plus he'd knocked up Nobu, infected him with his parasites and now mini Ro's were growing in Nobu's stomach.

Having parental controls on my phone was bad enough, I mean at least dad had overlooked the fact that I could still read smut on my laptop.

Not anymore though.

I was annoyed at Cyrus for telling dad and then showing him how to put parental controls on the wifi.

I was going to die of blue-balls.

I know I had some stuff saved to my phone that didn't require wifi to access but my spank-bank was still severely limited.

Why couldn't Cyrus be as clueless about technology as other adults?

I heard a soft knock at my door and practically glared at the painted wood, expecting it to be my father, here to give me another lecture about my choice of reading material.

"What?" I snapped, throwing myself down on my bed and turning on my side so my back was facing the door.

The door opened with a quiet creak before it closed once more, the sound of footsteps telling me whomever it was was walking towards me and my bed, which I was sulking heavily on.

They sat on the edge of the bed, strangely still silent and I sniffed discreetly, now not so sure it was my father who'd come to scold me yet again.

I rolled over onto my back so my eyes can confirm what my nose had told me, shocked but filled with glee to see Cyrus in my room and on my bed, a quick glance to the closed door and the lack of anyone else made it clear we were truly alone for the first time, and in my room. Where there was a bed, which we were both on.

Otto's and Ro's teasing earlier made me bold despite my nervousness and the same emotion reflected in my gorgeous mates dark brown eyes, and it encouraged me further to make the first move.

I deserved it really, after all he was the reason why I couldn't read smut anymore, it was only fair that I got something back of equal or better value.

There was only one thing i could think of that was better than reading smut and it took the form of my mates soft looking lips and the yearning I felt to feel his firm body against mine once more.

He certainly wasn't expecting me to yank him down by his collar and use the weight of my body to pull him onto the bed, twisting my body to ensure I was on top and pushing his back against the mattress.

"Easy tiger." He grunted in surprise when I sat on his lap, large hands flying to my waist and grasping it firmly.

I chuffed at the nice feeling and leaned down, my nose pressing against the scent gland at his neck and breathing in deeply, my whole body shuddering on top of his.

He smelt so good, the rich, buttery, nutty and toasted scent was intoxicating and made my mouth water.

He jumped slightly when my teeth grazed the sensitive spot and I growled low in my throat, my tiger and I very happy our chosen mate was laying below us so submissively.

I pulled back a little and our eyes met, his warm brown captivating. My own lidded when his thumbs slipped under the hem my shirt to rub circles against the bones of my hips, and I let more of my weight rest on his lap, chuffing at the nice feel of his hot and slightly dry skin against mine.

I nuzzled our noses, mouths so close I could feel his breath on my lips. My hands rest against the side of his face as I shyly pressed our lips together, sighing in pleasure as my nerves sung at the contact.

He slowly began to kiss me back and our lips gently moved against each other, merely soft brushes but it felt so good, our potential bond coming alive between us.

I moaned faintly when his hand slid up my back, the hot skin like a brand, my shirt riding up around his forearm and I shivered as the cool air hit my now bared skin.

My fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt, a chuff coming from my chest at the feel of his fingers delving into my hair and gently holding a fistful of wild curls.

He deepened the kiss, the hand on my back pulling me impossibly closer until our chests were flush, the hand in my hair angling my head so our lips slanted and slotted together perfectly.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, panting into the kiss, mirroring his movements, my body slowly getting hotter and hotter.

He growled against my lips, the deep rumble making me shiver.

Despite being above him I felt like I was the one beneath him. I'd made the first move and yet he was leading the kiss and setting the pace.

I kissed him harder in an attempt to gain back some control, only for a soft mewl to pass from my lips when he not only met the new pace but exceeded it.

"Cyrus." I whined breathlessly.

The only answer I got was a small chuckle so I nipped at his bottom lip in retribution, unprepared for him to get me back for my cheeky nibble by pinching my ass.

I squeaked and jolted forward from the sting, the small pain long forgotten at the feel of our lower halves grinding together.

My lips parted with a pleasured gasp, my deprived body reacting to the new stimulation, my hips already repeating the motion that had brought such pleasure.

"Jasper." Cyrus growled in warning, ending our kiss but that only meant I could sit up and grind against him better.

The growing bulge beneath me told me he liked it just as much as I did and I rocked over his erection, throwing my head back and moaning at the blissful friction.

He was big, his large length rubbed all over the underside of my own erection and ass.

As much as seeing Ro's size had terrified me part of me longed for Cyrus to he even more endowed, just so I could rub it in the pompous jaguar's face.

I don't know how two non-cross males mated but I wasn't going to be the bottom anyway so it didn't necessarily matter if Cyrus was hung like a horse.

His hands grasped my hips, but his resolve was weak, his grip barely slowing me down. "Jasper." He warned again, this time his voice was lower and huskier. "If you don't stop right now I'll end up mating you right here."

He said that like I cared.

"Is that such a bad thing?" I asked, continuing to grind against him, my every exhale's pleasured sighs.

He let out a frustrated growl, surging up and flipping us over until I was the one pinned to the bed.

"My cat is not a wise thing to tease Jasper." I squirmed beneath him but his hands had pinned my wrists to the duvet and his heavy weight made me immobile.

"Who said I was teasing? Now let me go!" I huffed and tried to wiggle free without any luck.

"You're not ready for me to mate you, so it was teasing." He corrected me and I scowled up at his handsome face.

"Who's to say you're the one who'll be doing the mating?" I grumbled.

He sighed and sat back, letting me go. "Our mating won't be like anyone else's Jasper." He spoke like he knew something I didn't.

I sat up as well and grabbed the small stone on my dresser. As much as it annoyed me it was my favourite, the blue tigers eye was just the right size and smooth in my palm, the perfect thing to rub my fingers against when I was anxious or worried, and it's colours were pretty.

"How so?" I mumbled, my eyes staying on the cold stone in my hands.

"A male seals the mating bond Jasper, with a bite and the release of sperm. We are both male, I can bond you to me but you have to bond me to you for our mating to be complete."

"What is that supposed to mean?" I grumbled, getting a little frustrated he hadn't just come right out and said it.

"Our mating can't be one sided or it will be incomplete. I'll need to mate you, and then you'll need to mate me.

You need to accept that i'm going to have to mate you my sweet tiger." He spoke softly and his fingers gently stroked my cheek.

I looked up at him and he smiled softly, fingers continuing to stroke my cheek, the look in his eyes was tender, the warm brown calming and my shoulders dropped with my next exhale.

So that's how two males mated then?

We'd have to... take turns...

Suddenly I hoped Cyrus was a lot smaller than what I'd felt. Rubbing Cyrus's size in Ro's face didn't really work if I had to take it. I could still boast about it to Nobu I guess, but then again Nobu would probably look at me with sympathy rather than jealousy.

Ro made Nobu feel good, but size didn't guarantee pleasure, I hoped Cyrus was good at sex, now that I could rub in both of their faces and wake them up with my screams of ecstasy.

Hehehe... revenge.

"Why do you have to go first?" I whined.

"My shift is quite hard to handle my sweet tiger." He sighed and gently gathered me against his chest, his strong thighs either side of me. "I don't think he'd let you have your way until he'd had his."

I lent against his chest and tilted my head back so our eyes met again and he chuckled and pecked my forehead with a fond expression.

"Otto is good at helping with that."

He hummed. "How so?"

"He helped Ro with his shift, he's quite unruly and rambunctious." I explained.

"Really? Ambrose appears to be quite calm and in control." He remarked and I snorted.

"I witnessed Ro mate Nobu twice in animal form, in the living room, in front of everyone." I emphasised. "And Ro's dad, Jax, has this best friend called Anders, Ehno hates him, won't let him get close to Nobu and he's pinned him down before."

"Ehno?"

"He's an Aegus or whatever." I waved my hand dismissively. "He protects Nobu and gives him money."

I felt Cyrus's chuckle against my back and he gently brushed my hair away from my forehead, my neck aching a little from tilting my head back enough to still meet his eyes.

"That gift isn't on his council records." He commented and I snorted, someone's been nosy.

"I bet his omega gift isn't on there either."

"No, it isn't." He confirmed thoughtfully.

"He only got those after he died. The Aegus gift from the veil or something and Nobu shared his omega gift with him." I told Cyrus. "Nobu's also started getting prophetic dreams."

"Died?"

"His heart stopped beating for a few seconds in the ambulance after that bastard Carno attacked them." Getting annoyed at the memory of the jealous lion.

"It's unfortunate such a thing happened, but the fault isn't entirely with Carno." He said solemnly.

"Not entirely his fault?" I practically exploded. "I helped pull the lion off of Ro, not his fault my delectable ass." I muttered.

His hands soothingly rubbed down my arms and my anger faded somewhat. "What I meant was that Carno is a Charivari."

A-what-now?

I was about to ask but Cyrus was already beginning to explain. "You know how a tumult can take over it's human's body whilst their asleep?"

"Yeah."

"A Charivari can take control when their human's awake. They can't fight it or stop it from happening, they are powerless and at the mercy of their shift." He explained in a soft voice.

"That sounds terrifying." I whispered.

I was lucky enough that my tigers wants often conceded with my own, but I knew others weren't so fortunate.

"Ehno's taken control of Ro before, when he's been awake." I mentioned.

"Ehno can take over Ro's body if he feel's Nobu's in danger, that is as much power an Aegis has, unless Ro allows him to take control of course."

"What about you? Any special gifts?" I asked him.

"Isn't being a sabre tooth enough?"

"I don't have any gifts either." I grumbled.

"You don't need gifts my sweet tiger, your more than enough without them." He assured with a squeeze of his arms.

Aww...what a cheeseball.

My handsome, scrumptious, delicious cheeseball.