Chapter 23
Anson
“I think chocolate needs to be in my aftercare plan.” Kennedy’s first thoughts being about food weren’t a surprise, but it made Jasper chuckle and that seemed to be the sound that had Kennedy coming back to life. “Oh, my scene.”
I felt more than heard Jasper’s worries come to the surface, but that was because he was sitting beside me on the small bed that’d been tucked into a corner in the scene room.
“I think chocolate can be arranged.” Kissing Kennedy’s forehead, I snuggled him closer and ran my hand down his side. “So can water.”
That got a giggle from him as he rubbed his face against my chest. “Doms and water. It’s so cute.”
Jasper’s silent chuckle didn’t go unnoticed by Kennedy. “You know I’m right. It’s so perfect it’s cliché.”
“You’re not wrong.” Jasper seemed to relax once he’d seen that Kennedy was happy and didn’t have a worry in the world. “He’s not going to change, though.”
“I know. It’s so cute.” Stretching out his legs under the sheet we’d wrapped him in, Kennedy wiggled and finally seemed to realize he was stretched out over both our laps. “This is handy.”
Trying not to laugh, I gave his ass a light pat, just enough to help him remember the scene. It got another giggle out of him and he wiggled his toes. “I’ve got enough laps to be really comfortable.”
Jasper didn’t seem to know what to say to Kennedy, probably because in his mind Kennedy was supposed to be worried or shy. Kennedy was neither of those unless he was feeling awkward, and at the moment he was still orgasmed out and wonderfully confident.
“And you got spanked with the ruler and tapped too.” My teasing got a shiver from him but it was quickly followed by a whine. “You can’t keep the plug in all night.”
Not without different prep at the very least.
“I was getting used to it.” Kennedy’s delightful downplay made me laugh.
“You’d just figured out how to clench it just right so it would poke your button.” That got a laugh from Kennedy as he nodded against me. “You’ll have to wait for more button pushing. I don’t want to hurt your hole.”
“Aww.” Pouting dramatically, he wiggled his ass. “I like it when it aches.”
Jasper’s lips were pressed together, doing his best to hide his laughter, but I squeezed Kennedy’s ass instead. “There are good aches and not good aches.”
Kennedy snickered. “Are you going to make it ache good? You haven’t come yet.”
Something must’ve sparked in his curious brain because he pulled back and looked at both of us. “Mr. Jasper hasn’t come either.”
It wasn’t a question but he didn’t seem to be overthinking the situation either. It was more of a slightly random fact that he felt the need to share. “But I’m the sub, so I don’t have to worry about that. It’s not my decision.”
Jasper’s chest jerked but I just wanted to roll my eyes.
I was a good Dom and nodded, though. “That’s right. I’m going to make all the decisions and my good slut just needs to focus on following the orders he’s given.”
Giggling, Kennedy stretched up and kissed my cheek before snuggling back into me. “Subs definitely have the better role in BDSM stuff. I don’t know why anyone would want to be the Dom.”
“Control.” My response had his shoulders shaking but he managed not to laugh. “And getting their dick sucked a lot.”
Kennedy inhaled sharply and almost sounded shocked, but his wiggles and the way he shivered made his thoughts clear. “Those are good points in your favor.”
Jasper was back to trying not to laugh, but I was focused on my naughty boy. One who hadn’t gotten quite enough chances to show off how sexy he was. We were going to give him another chance to have fun and be adorably naughty with an audience of one.
“I think so too.” Inching down the sheet, I trailed my fingers over his back and down his arms. “I also think you want to show me what a good boy you are, don’t you?”
His embarrassed squeak was sexy as fuck, but so was the way he nodded and rubbed against me…us really. “I’m your good boy, Master…but how good am I?”
It took me a second too long to realize what he was asking, but luckily for me, Jasper could think faster. His chin dipped low and he looked down at his lap before shaking his head.
Oh.
“You’re just my good boy, slut. But you’re going to put on a show for Mr. Jasper, aren’t you?” Kennedy would’ve done it and had incredible amounts of fun doing it under the right fantasy setting, but he wasn’t the only one involved in the scene.
With the decision made, Kennedy nodded and rubbed against us again as he made a needy sound. “I…I’ll put on a good show, Master.”
Kennedy didn’t seem to be overthinking the situation and probably thought it was me limiting the scene. I was good with that and I knew Jasper would have fun watching, so it wasn’t a problem for me either. I simply inched the sheet down lower until his ass was barely covered. “I can’t wait to see your pretty lips wrapped around me, baby.”
Making a sexy, happy hum, Kennedy eased away from me and slid down between my legs, bringing the sheet with him. He was barely covered with one corner draped over his lap, but that just made him look more incredible and even more naked. “Such a good boy.”
Stroking his cheek and running my hand over his head got a little kitten purr out of him and he nuzzled against me as he inched closer on his knees. “You look so beautiful like that.”
He was relaxed enough still that there wasn’t a long list of questions pressing at him and he didn’t even give me his opinion on how hard the floor was. I was pretty sure subspace hadn’t fully receded yet, so I knew I’d get the rest later.
For the time being, all he seemed interested in was getting attention and my cock. “I’m your good boy.”
That was so automatic it made me smile, but he didn’t notice since all his thoughts were on the bulge between my legs. I was a wonderful Master and spread my legs wider, moving my hand behind his neck to encourage him to come closer. “That’s right, and my good boy is going to put on a sexy show.”
His shiver and the way his body tensed said he loved the idea of being watched at the very least, and nothing made me question that as he leaned forward and nuzzled against my still covered cock. “Yes, Master.”
Jasper barely held back a moan as he watched Kennedy, utterly enraptured. He wasn’t ready for the next step, but I knew it wouldn’t be long until he helped Kennedy explore his fantasies. Jasper had some hang-ups, but he was good with Kennedy and he didn’t see anything wrong with all the fun things Kennedy was curious about.
He’d also just made Kennedy feel good about himself, which I knew was addictive in itself. But I didn’t push and just stroked Kennedy’s head as he watched me reach down and open the button on my pants.
Kennedy eased back enough to let me release my erection, nuzzling against my thigh and waiting patiently, but he didn’t go far. “Such a good boy.”
Yes, this was another kind of subspace for him at the very least because he was entirely too relaxed and quiet for my Kennedy to be at full-reality functional. So I kept my touch light and eased him forward again, letting him set the pace as his lips wrapped around the head of my dick.
My soft moan had him making a happy sound and he licked my slit before taking me deeper into his mouth. The softest little noises escaped almost like hums as he bobbed up and down, slowly getting lower every time.
He was very good at putting on a show, waving his ass back and forth and being so fucking sensual I wanted to fuck him right there, but he also seemed to be thoroughly enjoying what I thought must be a very quiet mind.
For Kennedy, at least.
He hummed and licked, moaned and sucked, and he had both of us enraptured even though I was the only one getting sucked at the moment.
And it was so fucking perfect I knew I wouldn’t last.
So I just focused on stroking his head and letting him hear how sexy he was and how good his mouth felt. I told him what a good cocksucker he was and how beautiful his lips were, how I loved his moans and what a good show he was putting on.
By the time I exploded, coming down his throat as he hummed and swallowed around the head of my dick, he’d worn me completely out but he was peeking up at me mischievously through his lashes.
When he released my softening cock and went back to snuggling against my leg, he looked happy and was back to being his chatty self. “I was a very good boy and good boys get rewards, so I get to come again later, right?”
He didn’t wait for me to answer before aiming wide eyes at Jasper. “You think that’s right, don’t you? I was very good and good boys get rewards.”
Somehow the troublemaker nodded without laughing. “I think that’s a very logical plan.”
Looking like he’d won the lottery, Kennedy wiggled excitedly. “Thank you, Mr. Jasper.”
“But how about we go walk around a bit and meet some more people while you figure out how you want to get rewarded?” Jasper’s confident tone made it very hard for Kennedy to worry, but he did his best to find at least a few worries as he glanced between us.
“But…but we’ll just say hi to nice people who won’t get annoyed?” His list of what could go wrong was probably a mile long, but he didn’t give any specifics. “People like you and Master, Mr. Jasper?”
Jasper reached out and stroked Kennedy’s head, barely brushing his fingers against mine. “Yes. People like us who like chatty subs who are curious and wonderfully naughty.”
Kennedy let out a nervous breath but smiled as he focused back on me. “We’re going to go meet people. Do you think they’re going to be experiment people?”
My shrug had him huffing. “I don’t know. We’ll have to see who we find.”
The answer was yes, but he needed another distraction.
“Master.” Sighing out the title as he nearly rolled his eyes, Kennedy sat back up on his knees, finally noticing he wasn’t comfortable any longer. “I guess it’s got more cushioning than I thought.”
Looking down at the floor and completely focused on that instead of the worries he’d found before, Kennedy studied it. “I wonder if Conner would tell me what he did. If I ever build a house, I want good kneeling floors too.”
“What else would you like if you built a house?” I knew a good topic when I saw one and I let him run with it.
By the time he’d started telling us about what interesting things he wanted in his shower, Kennedy was cleaned up, hydrated, and had his clothes back on. “I had neighbors one time who had it in their shower and they said it was very handy for keeping things clean.”
Asses.
He meant asses.
Somehow he thought that needed to be vague, though, so I could only assume he’d gotten a lecture about that at some point.
“You meet the most interesting people.” Jasper’s response got a bright smile from Kennedy. “We’ll have to grab lunch or something sometime so you can tell me more stories.”
It was a very good thing I’d met Kennedy before he had.
“That’d be fun.” Bouncing, Kennedy frowned as he remembered his plug was gone. “Shoot.”
Trying not to laugh…or pat the cleaned plug that was in my pocket, I took his hand. “If you’re good, I’ll plug you when we get home and give you a few hand spanks before bed.”
“Aww.” After he gave me a cheek kiss, Kennedy’s smile bounced back. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” Kissing him back, I nodded toward his other hand. “Don’t forget Jasper. He’ll wander off and find someone else to give attention to if we’re not careful.”
As Kennedy grabbed him and giggled, Jasper rolled his eyes. “I don’t think he needs to worry about that, but if it means I get to hold his hand, then I’ll play along.”
Kennedy was delighted and nearly a pup he was so bouncy as we headed out of the private room, and even getting to the lounge where real people were hanging out didn’t dim his excitement too much.
His smile stayed put and his chatter continued, but the wiggles faded and he pulled our hands until we had him bookended between us. “But…but I just don’t know about that hot water tap thing. I think it sounds like I could burn myself if I wasn’t paying attention.”
“I agree.” My firm response got a nod from Jasper. “No helpful home gadgets that could burn you.”
Sighing, Kennedy pouted. “Yeah, that’s what I thought you’d say. Even Francis said it would be a bad idea.”
It was good to see that even when he was frustrated, Francis wasn’t trying to kill Kennedy.
“You’ve got a lot of other ideas that are really good, though, and that are safe.” My addendum got a giggle out of Kennedy even if he was trying to huff and play offended. “Safety is my priority and you don’t always think of that.”
“I’d rather have fun as my priority.” Shrugging, he looked casual but his grip on my hand tightened as we moved around the lounge and he realized we weren’t just meandering. “The…it’s the group of guys in the corner, isn’t it?”
“Smart and sexy. It’s a hot combination.” Looking over at Jasper, I shrugged. “It makes me want to do things to him. I just can’t help myself.”
He scoffed. “You’re the Dom. That only works if you’re the sub.”
Kennedy huffed out a soft laugh. “I’m not sure anyone ever said there were different rules like that for Doms and subs. We’re all supposed to control ourselves. A sub has to have enough control to give it away. And Doms so they don’t do something stupid.”
Hmm.
“Good point.” Kissing his head, I sighed. “Then I’ll just have to make the controlled, logical decision to kidnap you and keep you all to myself.”
Jasper rolled his eyes but Kennedy grinned wider. “What would you do to me?”
Naughty boy.
He was perfect.