"That's not the way to talk to Uncle Jerome, now is it?" Clearly not. "It's a shame, kiddo. I really thought we could get to an understanding easier. Alas."

He sighed and loosened his hold, but only enough to roll Jervis around so he was lying on the mattress, making it easy to press his face down into it. Which Jerome did by keeping a hand against the back of his head. He straddled Jervis from the back, sitting on his thighs and pulling his pants down. "Perky little butt, that's in your favour."

The slap he gave said butt sounded through the room in a fun way, making Jerome laugh and quickly slap him again a couple of times. "All right. Time to make you my bitch."