"Ice cream?" Royce gives a con of mixed vanilla and chocolate ice cream to Ryker, mixed vanilla and strawberry for Mylo and mixed Vanilla and butter pecan for himself.
"Did we get everything?" Royce asks, a little too excited.
"Mmh," Ryker agrees, licking his ice cream.
Mylo sniffles happily, licking his ice cream as Royce presses a kiss on his forehead.
"Did you have fun, pretty?"
"Yes, Alpha," Mylo nods softly, his tone honest, "Thank you."
"No, don't thank me. I should thank you," Royce places a tiny kiss on the top of Mylo's nose, "This is nothing. Let's go sightseeing."
"Yeah, nice idea," Ryker feels happy, the ice cream tasted so good, "We will have lunch there."
"Here, have mine?" Mylo points his ice cream at Royce.
"So generous," Royce winks and he is about to lean over to lick the ice cream in Mylo's hands, when Mylo suddenly moves his hand away and even walks away from him.
Royce bends over with his tongue out, his hands in the air, frozen in place.
