Yes Sir

You had departed from the basement and cleaned the house while Bo remained gone to his shop. There were things you had to get done around the house and Vincent understood. 

You heard the front door slam open and you reached in the fridge and grabbed a bottle of beer. Bo's favorite. 

He walked through the kitchen past you and you outstretched the bottle without even looking at him. He took it with a grumble and kept walking. 

You learned the routine fast. Bo was a drinker. He drank a lot. He would come home and want a beer and the tv and you made sure both were avaliable for him. 

Vincent krept through the kitchen and smiled at you a bit. You smiled back at him silently, sharing a quiet moment out in the open. 

"Pet." Bo called from the living room. You slid past Vincent and walked through the living room doorway. 

Bo patted his lap and locked eyes with you. As much as he was cold and rude, sometimes he also needed human connection. 

You walked over to his recliner and slid onto the arm, leaning against the dusty back and into his shoulder. 

Vincent came in and sat on the couch across the room. "Ya know Vince, maybe you should keep one of the girls that come through town." Bo said, tightening his grip around your waist and squeezing the side of your thigh. 

You didn't look at Vincent's eyes as you knew what they would look like, irritated and bare. You instead, looked down at Bo's cracked and greasy hands. 

"They're good for keeping company." Bo winked, sending a chill up your spine. "Isn't that right pet?" he asked tapping your leg. 

You looked over to Bo and smiled timidly. "Yes sir." you said quietly. He smiled and leaned his head back, directing back to the tv. 

You turned your head just a bit to see Vincent's shadow leave the room. He hated the way Bo talked to you, sultry and commanding. 

You looked back down at Bo's hand and smiled softly, at least Bo didn't know. 

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