Chapter Three #3
“You’ve already moved? In just a few days?” Beelz asked with a frown.
“They needed me right away,” Luka hedged. It wasn’t normal in most companies to get notice and be on a plane in just a few hours.
His Dom hummed, not sounding happy at all. Luka found himself wanting to smile.
“I had an apartment waiting for me. When I get a chance, I’ll go back to Seattle and deal with my house and stuff.
Most of that can be dealt with over the phone or whatever.
” Luka wasn’t really worried about it. He had enough to get through the rest of the season, especially with the furnished apartment.
“I hope this new position comes with the respect you deserve,” Beelz said. “Because if not, you should just leave the company. You are an amazing person, smart, dedicated, and I can’t imagine anything you do not being perfection.”
This man…Luka didn’t deserve him. “I’m sorry that I didn’t answer your messages.”
His Dom sat quiet for several long moments. “I thought maybe you were done with our relationship and didn’t know how to tell me.”
Horror, guilt, and shame filled him. Immediately Luka started to shake his head. “No! Not that. I…I just couldn’t…couldn’t…”
“Ty,” Beelz said quietly.
It wasn’t even weird to hear his middle name being used. Since he was technically the third of his namesakes, his family often used the shortened middle name for Ty.
“What did you do?” Beelz demanded.
“Nothing,” Luka admitted softly. “I couldn’t do anything. Even get out of bed. I just sort of bundled myself in and stayed there.”
“I wish I could have been there for you,” Beelz said. “Or you would have called me.”
Luka nodded. He should have reached out but even his fingers had refused to work. He’d known…deep in his heart Luka had known the trade would come. By the end of the deadline, he’d been afraid to hope that they’d forgotten about him or something. They hadn’t.
“It’s okay,” Beelz told him.
But it wasn’t. Luka could hear the disappointment in his Dom’s tone.
Unlike Luka’s father, Beelz never yelled.
Luka knew how to deal with the yelling, even the name-calling, from his dad.
He didn’t know how to react to the quiet disappointment that Beelz could radiate even from the other end of a phone.
Beelz sigh. “Are you listening to me, boy?”
“Yes, sir.” Even if Luka didn’t want to, his entire body tensed and responded to his Dom’s words and tone.
“It’s okay to need a break from the world,” Beelz told him. “To take time for yourself. But it is also just as important to reach out before you get to the point where you can’t move.”
“I…” Luka ducked his chin. “I didn’t want you to think of me as weak.” It was one of Luka’s greatest fears. On the ice, Luka could take on the meanest grown men, but when it came to his personal life, Luka hated fighting.
Beelz’s growl came out from the speaker on the phone, making Luka shudder in need. His cock, which he hadn’t thought about for days, instantly hardened. “You are not weak.”
“I…”
“Affirmations,” Beelz snapped. “Now.”
Luka shook his head.
“Lift your face and say them,” his Dom ordered.
It took all his strength for Luka to stare at the phone in his hand. His Dom sat sprawled out on a black leather couch with those dark chocolate eyes challenging him to disobey.
Luka had the sudden breathtaking need to see his sir in person. He’d just been too big of a chicken to make that happen. Instead of requesting a video call, they could have met in person. Beelz just didn’t know that was a possibility.
“I am strong, both physically and mentally,” Beelz said.
“I am strong, both physically and mentally.” Unlike his Dom’s words, Luka’s voice shook.
“Again,” Beelz demanded.
“I am strong, both physically and mentally.” This time Luka could feel the words touch his soul.
“Again,” his sir said.
Luka smiled. “I am strong, both physically and mentally.”
“Good job,” Beelz praised. “And?”
“I am resilient and can overcome any challenge. I can handle tough situations. I stand tall in my beliefs and values. I don’t have to be perfect to be valuable. I am enough just as I am.”
“You are enough,” Beelz told him. “You always have been. Anyone who doesn’t recognize how amazing you are is an idiot.”
That made Luka laugh. This shouldn’t be funny. When Beelz had first insisted that Luka repeat his affirmations, Luka had been humiliated. Now it turned him on when he knew that he had his Dom’s full attention.
“Continue, please,” Beelz said.
“I honor my feelings and emotions, and I allow myself to experience them fully. It’s okay to ask for help when I need it. My vulnerability is a strength.”
“Again,” Beelz commanded.
“I honor my feelings and emotions, and I allow myself to experience them fully. It’s okay to ask for help when I need it. My vulnerability is a strength.”
“Do you believe the words? Or are you just saying them for me?” Beelz questioned.
“I…” Luka licked his lips. “I believe them.” Mostly. It was rarer that Luka allowed his fear to make him immobile. To draw him back to the dark days when he’d been so alone.
“Say them all together now,” Beelz said, leaning forward. “You know what I want.”
Luka nodded. “Will you…will you do it?”
“You want me to stroke my cock for you, baby?”
A soft whimper fell from Luka’s lips. “Yes please.”
He received another small smile.
Fuck! Luka was so tired of the masks. He wanted to see his Dom’s face. All of it. Not just little hints.
Instead of revealing his face, Beelz leaned back on the couch with a wince.
“Are you okay?” Luka asked. “Did something happen?”
“No, I’m fine.” Beelz set the phone down on his knee as he reached to pull his hard dick from the leather pouch of his pants.
Luka licked his lips again. It had been so long since he’d had that gorgeous cock in his mouth. Luka loved sucking cock, having his mouth used, even being controlled as a cock warmer and not allowed to come. All of it was so good.
Once Beelz’s hand was wrapped around the base of his cock, he lifted the phone back up so Luka had the perfect view of his long fingers wrapped around his own shaft.
“Ty,” Beelz drawled in warning.
Luka had to clear his throat. “I am strong, both physically and mentally.”
Slowly, Beelz stroked his hand up to the head of his dick and back down.
“I am resilient and can overcome any challenge. I can handle tough situations. I stand tall in my beliefs and values. I don’t have to be perfect to be valuable. I am enough just as I am.”
Another stroke. This time his Dom took the time to tease the thick vein on the underside of his cock.
“I honor my feelings and emotions, and I allow myself to experience them fully. It’s okay to ask for help when I need it. My vulnerability is a strength.”
“Again,” Beelz ordered.
“I am strong, both physically and mentally.”
Beelz stroked himself faster.
“I am resilient and can overcome any challenge. I can handle tough situations. I stand tall in my beliefs and values. I don’t have to be perfect to be valuable. I am enough just as I am.”
Groaning, Beelz never took his gaze off the screen. Luka stared back as he spoke.
“I honor my feelings and emotions, and I allow myself to experience them fully. It’s okay to ask for help when I need it. My vulnerability is a strength.”
“My good boy,” Beelz praised.
Luka liked being his Dom’s good boy. Of the feeling of finally belonging to someone.
“I am strong, both physically and mentally.”
Beelz grunted as he jacked himself harder. His breath picking up.
“I am resilient and can overcome any challenge. I can handle tough situations. I stand tall in my beliefs and values. I don’t have to be perfect to be valuable. I am enough just as I am.” Inside his sweats, Luka’s cock throbbed.
“Do you want to touch yourself, boy?” Beelz asked.
“Please, sir,” Luka begged. “Please.”
“Go ahead,” Beelz allowed.
Luka shoved his hand inside his sweats and started to jerk himself hard and fast.
“You’re not done,” Beelz told him.
Where had he been? Oh! “I honor my feelings and emotions, and I allow myself to experience them fully. It’s okay to ask for help when I need it. My vulnerability is a strength.”
Beelz sucked his bottom lip into his mouth. The head of his cock was pulsing as Luka brought his Dom close to climax. All from his words.
Luka didn’t even need any more encouragement. “I am strong, both physically and mentally.”
Beelz hand was fast, barely giving Luka a good look at his cock.
“I am resilient and can overcome any challenge. I can handle tough situations. I stand tall in my beliefs and values. I don’t have to be perfect to be valuable. I am enough just as I am.”
Beelz grunted.
“I honor my feelings and emotions, and I allow myself to experience them fully. It’s okay to ask for help when I need it. My vulnerability is a strength.”
“Pull your cock out. Let me see,” Beelz ordered.
Luka hurried to comply. He got his sweatpants down to his ankles before leaning against the wall and setting the phone between his knees. With his right hand, he continued to stroke while playing with his balls with his left.
From this position, the cold air of the apartment teased at his exposed hole.
“What do I want to hear while I admire my boy?” Beelz questioned.
“I am strong, both physically and mentally.” God, oh fuck! Luka was so turned on.
“I am resilient and can overcome any challenge. I can handle tough situations. I stand tall in my beliefs and values. I don’t have to be perfect to be valuable. I am enough just as I am,” Beelz said for him as Luka tried to match his Dom’s rhythm.
Luka nodded. “I honor my feelings and emotions, and I allow myself to experience them fully. It’s okay to ask for help when I need it. My vulnerability is a strength.”
“Such a good boy for me,” Beelz said. “So good. Stroke yourself faster. Tighten your fingers. I want you to come with me.”
“Yes! Yes!” Luka chanted.
“One more time,” Beelz said.
“I am strong, both physically and mentally.” It was harder to say the words. Not because Luka couldn’t remember them but because he was so close to coming. He needed to come. Please let his sir be close.
“I am resilient and can overcome any challenge. I can handle tough situations. I stand tall in my beliefs and values. I don’t have to be perfect to be valuable. I am enough just as I am.”
“Ready, boy?” Beelz asked.
“Please!” Luka pleaded.
“You know what to say,” Beelz told him.
“I honor my feelings and emotions, and I allow myself to experience them fully. It’s okay to ask for help when I need it. My vulnerability is a strength.” Luka barely got the final word out of his mouth before he started to come.
He was loud, shouting as the phone dropped from between his knees, while his sir came much more quietly with a grunt and a sigh.
Luka stroked the last of his cum from his cock with his right hand as he fumbled for the phone with the left.
He righted his cell to see that his Dom had come across the front of his leather vest. Luka chuckled. “You made a mess.”
The edges of Beelz’s lips lifted again. Fuck! Luka really wanted to see his face. “I might have been a little pent-up.”
Because they hadn’t talked in three days? Had his Dom not jacked off or done anything else?
Beelz hummed as he scratched across the black leather. ‘I’m going to need another shower. Thank you, boy.”
“Thank you, sir. I always feel better after talking to you.” And it was true. They might have just started as a one-night stand but the relationship had grown to so much more. And now they lived in the same city.
Opening his mouth, Luka prepared himself to make that confession when Beelz adjusted the best, revealing the edge of a tattoo across his left pec. The same spot, the same script that Luka had seen on Gem earlier.
He choked on his own spit. Holy shit!
“Are you okay? Do you have water close by?” Beelz, no, Gem, asked him.
It was Gem. Luka knew. He fucking knew it! Making some weird sound in the back of his throat, Luka couldn’t do anything but stare at the spot that was now re-covered. He’d seen it though.