Chapter 23
Knox
“Oh no, don’t even think about looking at food.” Rohan pretended to groan as he pushed me into the house, nudging me with the box he was carrying. “I saw that look on your face. You don’t even need water.”
He was so ridiculous...I’d wanted booze.
“Is it a nightcap if it’s not nighttime yet?” He didn’t have much alcohol, but I had a distinct memory of vodka somewhere in the kitchen. “It’s five o’clock somewhere.”
Snickering, he set the box by the door and wrapped his arms around me. “I had more interesting plans than that, but I guess relaxing with a drink sounds good too.”
Hmm.
“We can do both. I can multitask.” And really, one after the other would be fine too. “What kind of interesting things did you have planned?”
I didn’t bother trying to look subtle because I was pretty sure greedy would get me what I wanted faster.
Rohan gave a booming laugh before leaning back to try to look serious. “I should not be getting you even buzzed and then doing interesting things to you.”
When did we make that rule?
“I live with you, so I’m pretty sure the don’t drink and sex thing doesn’t apply.” What else? “Oh, we were already planning on having sleep sex at some point, so that’s important to remember as well. And spankings feel even better when you’re drunk. Everyone knows that.”
Everyone online did anyway.
One eyebrow went up. “Do you know that firsthand or did you read it in a book?”
“Just because I haven’t touched the sun doesn’t mean I don’t understand it’s hot.” He was just looking for things to worry about. “The internet isn’t wrong about everything.”
“I don’t even know what to say to that.” Trying to look stern and serious, Rohan almost managed to pull it off, but he wanted to smile too much for it to really work.
“Alright, here’s my proposal. After we unload everything, we’ll sit down and make a list of limits for this scene.
..how much alcohol will be involved, what activities you want to participate in, and when we stop the scene. Those kinds of things.”
“Deal.” The first step was definitely him not saying no completely, so I knew we were well on our way to naughty fun. “Do—”
“Yes.” Rohan interrupted before I could finish my sentence. “We’re putting everything away first and we’re going over the pictures we have of the other house so I know what to get tomorrow. Real life stuff first and then sexual shenanigans.”
Doms were a pain in the ass sometimes.
How had later in the week turned into doing it now?
“But shenanigans are much more fun.” Hmm. “And my day didn’t turn out like I’d expected.”
Rohan rolled his eyes. “Mine didn’t either.”
That was not the response I’d expected.
“You’re supposed to feel sorry for me.” That was how I was going to get what I wanted.
He was a brat and huffed. “I packed up half your household shit so you don’t have to go back, and plied you with so much chocolate you’re going to pop, and you’re feeling good enough to manipulate me.”
Shoot...I’d pushed my luck.
“Fine.” Work first, sex second. “I’d have grabbed less stuff if I’d known I was going to be punished.”
Rohan was still feeling very bratty and snorted.
“Bullshit.” But he was cute when he kissed my forehead, so I couldn’t hold it against him. “You take the notebooks to your office and start putting them away. I’ll bring in another load.”
I was going to sigh and pout before I did it, but he stopped me with a glare. “And if you’re good about it, that will make me feel much more generous when it comes to having sex with my drunk as a skunk author.”
Aww. I was his author.
“Of course I’m going to be good about it. I’m a grown-up and very responsible.” I should’ve just stuck with the first part...Rohan snorted so loudly as he walked out the door, he sounded like he was going to have an alien baby through his nose.
He was so ridiculous it made me feel better for sighing and shaking my head. He’d made me do it. Yep, that meant I was still being good and was going to get drunk fucked into next week. That would definitely make up for everything.
Fucking gremlins.
Nope. I wasn’t going to think about that.
I had a house to decorate and notebooks to put away and then drinks to make. That wouldn’t take long and then we’d have fun.
Okay, well, it shouldn’t have taken long...but somehow it did.
“I think...I think that small group of little vases on the living room shelves should go here.” A quick glance at Rohan to make sure he was nodding and not thinking about telling me no had my heart rate slowing down again.
Somehow talking about it in the abstract was easy but looking at pictures made my heart try to jump out of my chest.
I was pretty sure he’d find that startlingly unhealthy, so I was trying to do my best to hide it. But I wasn’t sure it was working because he kept stroking my back.
Cheater.
“What about those old books?” Rohan leaned closer and pointed to a cluster of books on the left-hand side of the screen. The tablet was small, but it wasn’t too hard to show him what I wanted since the other option was for me to actually go back to the house.
I wasn’t doing that, so I was making sure this system worked, and I wasn’t even being a pain in the ass about waiting for my alcohol and shenanigans.
“I think those would be great in my office. I never had the room to put those in the other one.” Stuff had accumulated way too easily, and unfortunately it’d been my fault, not the gremlins’. “Honestly, you know me well enough that I’m confident you’ll make good decisions.”
Studying me, Rohan nodded after a few seconds. “Alright. I’ll handle it.”
Thank God.
“Are you sure?” Yes, couldn’t sound too happy or he’d start using the T word again. Therapy. Ugh, just imagining it made me want to pout. “I don’t mind helping.”
It wasn’t exactly a lie but he didn’t make me prove it. “No, I’ve got it.”
Perfect.
“Alright. Just let me know if that changes, though.” Subtle. Relaxed. “Anything else?”
I thought I looked calm and reasonable, but Rohan sighed and took the tablet out of my hand to set it on the coffee table. “Kneel for me.”
Shoot.
That was his I’m going to take care of you face.
But I got off his lap as he reached for my pillow because I was hoping it was also his we’re heading into sexual shenanigans face. They both had the same starting point, so I was hoping if I made the right choices, we’d end up doing something fun...and not discussing therapy again.
Just because I knew I needed it didn’t mean I would actually do it.
Those were two very different things, and for some reason Rohan didn’t realize it. That just meant I needed to work on explaining things better, but there hadn’t been enough time for that yet. So behaving was the only option even though that was a terrible plan.
There were far too many ways it could get all kinds of fucked...I knew that because I’d written a lot of those scenes.
“Good boy.” Rohan looked very Master as I settled into place between his legs, but he also looked pleased and not too worried.
So maybe we were moving in the right direction?
“Now, you’re going to give me your honest reaction to this, alright?”
Oh dear.
That was not sounding like the right direction.
“Stop rolling your eyes and don’t pout.” Rohan’s growled-out words came with a frown, but frustration was better than worry, so I decided being a pain in the ass might help.
“That’s not physically possible on a human. Every sub knows that. You can only do one or the other.” I shrugged and sighed, showing him a combination that worked. “I might write an alien that can do it, though. What else do you think he should do?”
“Be a smart-ass.” Rohan’s glare was sexy and made me fight off a shiver, but I was very good and kept my moans and desire to myself. “Don’t grab your dick when I’m trying to get you to behave.”
Oops.
“That’s something else the alien should do as well. You have wonderful ideas.” And I was going to subtly move my hand back to my thigh before he got any other ideas. “Thank you for taking care of me, Master.”
It seemed like a good catchall sentence to cover most of what he’d done that day, but it made him laugh.
Hmm...unexpected, but not necessarily a bad thing.
“You are a delightful pain in the ass.” The sentence wasn’t exactly positive but it was delivered with a smile and a kiss, so I was going to count it as a good thing.
“I like your kisses, Master.” Yes, that was a much better response than thanking him.
Rohan scoffed but his lips were still curled up at the ends even when he tried to give me another stern look. “Stop being dramatic and trying to distract me.”
Oh, that was dangerous...so I just wasn’t going to hear it.
“Is this how we’re going to plan our scene?” Yes, that was what I’d heard. He was going to talk about our scene. “We got most of the regular stuff on our to-do list done. Thank you for keeping me on track.”
He liked that.
The smile was back and he rolled his eyes. “You’re welcome and thank you for not making it incredibly difficult.”
Aww, he’d noticed.
“You’re welcome.” I’d kind of been worried about what he’d do if I was too big of an asshole about the whole thing. With the way he was throwing the T word around, I wasn’t going to test his patience too much.
“Such a cute brat.” Rohan went back into Master-mode as he leaned in to give me another kiss, soft and gentle that time. I liked Master Rohan, but he was damned near impossible to distract when he got the idea that he had to help me.
“But being cute isn’t going to work right now.” He chuckled when I huffed. “That’s better. Now I have your full attention.”
He was painfully smart sometimes.
“You always have my attention, Master.” Unless work or food was involved.
He rolled his eyes again.
I was going to have to make sure he knew I was an amazing sub, but that lecture could probably wait until he wasn’t looking at me like he was ready to call the therapist.
“First of all, do you remember what the first order I gave you when you knelt down was?” His question had me stopping mid-nod and wondering if I really did need to start paying more attention to him.
Hmm.
Found it.
“Oh, I have to give you my honest response.” Shoot. Almost lost my sex sleep scene...I’d seen it just sliding away until I’d caught it. “Just kneeling for you makes me forget everything else in the world.”
That needed to go in a book.
I was amazing.
“Pay attention.” Master tapped my nose. “I lost you again.”
Oops.
“It’s been a long day?” That seemed like a massive understatement, but it got a soft smile from Rohan and he nodded.
“It has.” Instead of telling me to behave, which he probably should have, he brought one hand up and started slowly trailing his fingers around my ear. “That’s why we’re going to have a nice long scene.”
My eyes kept trying to close on their own, but I managed to keep them open. “We are?”
I hadn’t lost it yet?
“Yes.” Master didn’t seem too frustrated or worried as he nodded. “I’m going to have fun with my slut tonight.”
Yes!
I was his slut.
Me.
“Thank you, Sir.” Yes, manners. Paying attention. No grabbing my dick. I could do it. “Are we going to talk about how you’re going to have fun with me?”
Rohan liked to talk.
He liked lists and having conversations.
“No.”
Interesting.
Hand on leg...he was going to get me in trouble if he couldn’t ignore our dicks better.
Shoot.
How was I supposed to respond to that?
Had he asked me something else?
“I’ll be good and I’m going to pay attention.” Hopefully, if I kept repeating that, he’d believe it.
Oh, he chuckled.
“You missed what I said, didn’t you, slut?” Master wasn’t surprised when I shrugged. “Thought so.”
What had he said?
Had I responded already?
Had I bratted without realizing it?
I needed a fucking nap.
“Alright, we’re going to do this a little differently.” Master Rohan’s serious face made me nervous and aroused, and I wasn’t sure if that was going to be good for my ability to pay attention or not. “Let’s go upstairs, slut.”
To talk?
To submit?
To call the therapist?
I really should’ve paid more attention to my Master.