Chapter 15
Orlando
“Are we sure calling you a slut won’t upset you?” Master was probably just fucking with me because something about the word made me squirm, but knowing that didn’t make it any less erotic.
Especially because his hands had slowly started wandering lower once we’d made it through the where could he touch section.
Everywhere.
Anywhere and everywhere.
But he hadn’t really gotten close to the everywhere parts yet. He made it sound like we weren’t going slow, but I wasn’t sure we were going fast either.
“I like the word when you say it.” Mostly because he just looked at me different from anyone else. Did he need to hear that? I thought he’d just been fucking with me but maybe it was more than that. “Can…can I ask you a question, Master?”
Terrence and the internet said that was acceptable, but I hadn’t done it as we’d gone through the list. I could clearly see what he’d checked and how he’d responded, but so far, he was the only one asking questions and I was starting to think that was making him nervous.
Doms worried.
Terrence had told that to Leander several times.
“Yes.” Something must’ve pleased him because he leaned down and kissed my neck, a wonderful new addition to his regular kisses since we’d gone through the touch section. “You may ask me anything you’d like.”
Yeah, he’d like questions.
Okay.
Had to make my brain work better so it made sense.
“Does the word make you uncomfortable?” Was that the right way to ask it? “I thought you were just teasing me at first because…because you like it when I squirm, but I feel like I need to clarify that now.”
Ha.
Full sentences.
Oh.
He went still.
As I tried not to panic, he finally went back to nuzzling against me and seemed to be processing whatever had come to mind when I’d asked the possibly confusing question.
After a bit, he distracted himself by nibbling up my neck until he got to my ear.
“It might be both. You’re right. I do love making you squirm and fight the urge to grab yourself, but I was probably worrying more than I needed to. ”
Okay, so I wasn’t wrong but had he said what the problem was?
If I was going to get spanked by him, I should be able to ask that, right?
Communication before naked fun.
“Um, why were you worrying?” I could ask that. I could ask that. I could ask that. “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.”
Shoot.
Panicked.
Master chuckled but didn’t pull away or tell me I was wrong. “Such a good boy. I’ve been in situations in the past where word choices like slut upset partners in the moment even though they’d said it was fine.”
Oh.
Well, people changed their mind about things, but maybe they’d been screamers who threw stuff at him?
Lamps were heavier than people wanted to admit.
“No one’s ever called me that.” Mostly because of the people I’d dated, probably, but it wasn’t an upsetting word. “I’ve never been in a position where someone I was seeing thought it was a reasonable word to use in…during private time together. But…”
Was I supposed to be telling him what I’d done with other people?
I was supposed to talk about limits and not surprise him with stuff, but what counted as oversharing?
Ugh.
It was one area that advice from Terrence really wasn’t helpful…he didn’t think anything was oversharing.
“But we both know I’m not like that in real life, so it’s just like some of the books where they do role-playing stuff.
I’m not an omega either or a college student being seduced by a questionable professor, but that book was fun too.
” When would be the right time to ask Bastian if he had a jacket with those leather patches on the elbows?
“Does the word make you question anything else?” Bastian was trying to sound relaxed and even licked around my ear sending sparks of pleasure through me, but he didn’t feel relaxed. “Remember, we can always find scenes that match both our desires.”
Yep, someone had definitely thrown a lamp at him too.
“No.”
Should it?
Was he going to make me ask?
Could I be patient long enough for him to start talking like he’d done to me?
Nothing.
Probably not.
“Um. You’re going to have to tell me why it should upset me.” Men were just as weird as women, but unfortunately, it was about different stuff. I should’ve tried dating a few more of them to figure out their eccentricities. “As long as that’s not something you need to safeword over.”
I hadn’t really understood why Doms would safeword when I’d originally started researching but it was becoming a lot more obvious that everybody came into a relationship like this with baggage.
Okay, not those aliens Leander read about…but everyone human did.
“You’re taking very good care of me.” As he nuzzled against my neck, I missed his teeth on my ear but I liked the words and the way his hands might be going lower.
Maybe.
“Between the breeding kink and the words like slut, some men think it’s too…too effeminate and they end up worrying that I’m looking for something different in a relationship.” Bastian paused, hopefully realizing something else in the relationship probably meant something I didn’t have.
And I was bi…or something like that…so I wasn’t the one to worry about that kind of stuff since Bastian was gay-gay, not even the curious might be talked into doing something interesting type of gay.
Oh.
“If you wanted a woman, you know how to get one of those and you should be well aware of what’s in my pants after we all went to that waterpark when I was a teenager.
So…so yeah, I’m not worried about you wanting me to be something…
something structurally different.” I might not have been a super traditional guy when it came to some stuff, but I wasn’t a girl.
Maybe he was worried because a lot of the friends I’d hung out with over the years were more masculine kind of people?
“I don’t mind that you might like a guy who’s not…well…who’s not on the real men don’t drink milk end of the spectrum.” I thought he’d probably find that level of manly insane, but it didn’t show me what he really liked.
As he chuckled, I tilted my head to cuddle against his since I wasn’t supposed to move my hands now that they were on my knees. “I think I’m going to need a while to figure out what kind of me I’d like to be in this kind of relationship, but you’re going to tell me that’s okay.”
We both knew I was right about that, so I wasn’t surprised when he gave another soft laugh and kissed me again.
“You’re right. I am going to tell you that’s okay, and I’m also going to tell you that I’m proud of you for realizing you need to explore what you want out of this kind of relationship and how it’s natural for you to act. ”
I liked girls in a lot of different ways, but I was starting to realize that I hadn’t done a good job of figuring out me to begin with.
The more I thought about it, the more I realized that the figuring out myself part should’ve been part of that birds and bees lecture.
I should not have slept with anyone until I knew who I was.
“So right now I know that it’s fine for me to explore different types of words and I don’t have to worry about how I react because you’ll talk about it with me.” And so far, none of my reactions had made him uncomfortable.
Some had turned him on and some had made him roll his eyes, but those weren’t bad reactions because the eye roll thing meant he thought I was cute.
“And you also know that it will be okay if you change your mind about words or how you react in some way.” Bastian was so careful I knew I had to ask about his lamp story one day, but for the moment, it could wait.
“Yes, but is it reasonable to remind you that we might like the same things?” I couldn’t decide if that was ridiculous or not, but he seemed to need it. “Sure, a couple of months ago I’d have had a lot more questions, but with the breeding kink thing, I’ve read stuff with that and it’s not scary.”
It was probably technically kind of weird, but good weird, like the alien books.
“And so far, I don’t mind if we use words like slut or omega or anything that might sound kind of feminine.
We both know bodies and words don’t always have to match.
” There were a lot of books that wouldn’t exist if they always had to match.
“I know you like how I look and that’s the important part for me. ”
“So you’re flexible on being my naughty little slut who needs to be breed by his alpha as long as you know I like your ass?” He laughed when I nodded, but it was a wicked sound.
“You’re going to like other parts too.” His main kinky fantasy was about being inside me, so there were definitely other parts he was going to enjoy.
“I’ll have to do some exploring to see which parts I like best.” Master’s voice went lower as he nibbled on my ear again, sending shivers through me. “So far I’m enjoying your chest and all these muscles but I haven’t gotten to explore other parts I might enjoy better.”
Yes!
His hands were slowly going down my chest and my back before inching up again, and I was pretty sure we’d done enough of the list to be safe. When we added in Bastian not being worried anymore, all signs pointed to playtime and orgasms.
“We need to be sure.” I’d have teased him more but his hands finally started lower, so I didn’t want to do anything that might distract him. “How…how can we explore that, Sir?”
Because I was pretty sure we were in the good-to-go category…but I wasn’t sure how to move us from here to there.
“Well, first I’m going to make sure that you’re still happy to play with me, naughty boy.
” Master was back and he brought his teeth out to play as he bit down on my neck again.
It was just perfect enough that my eyes tried to roll back in my head and I moaned, but I made sure to keep my hands where they belonged.
I was going to get my reward even if my hands kept trying to fuck things up.
They were the real naughty sluts of the scene.
“I…” What was I supposed to say? “Thank you, Sir.”
Yes. That was a good response.
Master even chuckled and something about it made the scene feel like it was suddenly more wicked than it’d been before even though I wasn’t sure what had changed. “You’re pretending to be such a good boy, but we both know you’re very naughty.”
Naughty enough for a spanking?
How was I supposed to respond?
“I…” I should’ve practiced more. “I’m sorry I was naughty.”
That sounded like I’d agreed with him without agreeing too much, right?
“You’ve been pretending to be sweet and innocent but I saw you flirting with those men.” Master made it sound so real, I had to remind myself that I hadn’t talked to anyone but Emilia and her boss when I’d tattled.
They were both women…and even her manager was some kind of distant relative that thankfully never came to the family events.
She thought they were nuts and too distantly related to deal with.
I kind of liked her.
“I…” More practice next time…a lot more practice. “I was just being nice. I wasn’t really flirting.”
Hmm…it wasn’t too bad.
“And I am sweet and innocent.”
Kind of.
It was going to depend on the definition but I was sure I could talk him into it.
“One had his hand on your ass, slut.” Master’s growled-out words sent a shiver through me and I had to remind myself that moaning would not be the right response. “Who owns this ass, slut?”
God, he said that so good.
“You, Sir.” He said that entirely too firmly for it to be just fucking with me in the scene. “You. I’m sorry.”
Sorry I got caught if I was that naughty.
How many men had I let touch my ass?
I wasn’t in some kind of reverse harem nonsense.
There was no way my Master would go for that.
“You’re going to be.” Still sounding so gruff that he had my dick throbbing, Master slowly straightened and aimed his sexy glare at me. “You need a reminder about who you belong to.”
Had he bought me?
Oh, had I gone up at auction?
Leander had read a book like that, but I’d decided it was too dark for me.
“I…” I was too easily distracted to be a good actor, so I just aimed to look innocent and nervous as I kept it simple. “I belong to you.”
Bingo.
Master looked like he was ready to do fabulously dirty things to me as he shook his head. “We both know it’s not that easy.”
Wow.
“Stand up, slut.” His barking orders at me was the best thing I’d ever heard because it meant I didn’t have to think about what to do next.
I was going to be the person who got to relax and enjoy themselves.
Amazing.
What made it even better was that just obeying had him nodding slowly and scanning his eyes down my body like he was studying every inch. He didn’t even look away or act nervous as he finally got down to my bulge.
Normal worried Bastian who’d always been so careful was gone and my Master was ready to claim me.
Claiming first and breeding second?
Yeah, we were going to come back to that question.
“Turn around.” The order was so unexpected it took me a second to process it. That was definitely a second too long based on his frown and the way he twirled a finger around. “Slowly.”
Wow.
This just kept getting better and better.
Slowly.
Slowly.
Obeying him, I made sure not to rush as I rotated so he could see my ass without having to pretend he wasn’t looking at it.
“I know just how I’m going to leave an impression on you, slut.” Patting one cheek, he made a frustrated sound as he played up the angry Master perfectly. “Right on the ass you thought you could just flash around for attention.”
Well, it was a nice ass.
Even women had said so and it didn’t seem to be a part of the body they noticed very often.
But I was smart enough not to point that out or to moan too excitedly when he gave my ass a squeeze.
“You’re going to think twice about letting anyone else touch you, slut.”
Best.
Date.
Ever.