Chapter 13
Casimir
Sexiest sub ever…especially when he was grumpy and talking like we were surrounded by morons.
“I’m sure you’re smart enough that I don’t have to lecture you about your retirement.” The fact that he could say it with a straight face was what made it even cuter. “You’re very intelligent.”
He didn’t always seem to know what to do with me, but I loved that he didn’t take my uniqueness as stupidity.
“Thank you, baby.” Stroking my hand over his chest, I loved the crisp white shirt he was wearing. “Kneel for me.”
He seemed relieved to have instructions and sank down easily as I sat in front of him. When he was in position, I ran my hand over his head and down his neck. I made a wide circle on his chest, loving the muscles that filled out his suit perfectly before moving back to his hair.
I continued for another minute, letting him see how calm I was and encouraging him to take deep breaths. As he relaxed, I brushed my lips over his again and smiled as he sighed against me. “I’ve been waiting for this all day.”
He wanted to pout and complain again, but one raised eyebrow cut it off and he pressed his lips together like a pissed-off toddler.
I gave him another kiss and nodded as I continued to caress him.
“You were incredibly distracting, though. I kept trying to decide how I wanted to use you instead of thinking about my work.”
Oh, that little smirk.
“Every time you sent back a list or answered my questions it made everything worse.” Giving him a stern frown got another grin out of him he couldn’t quite hide. “So I decided you needed consequences for your actions.”
Swallowing hard, he took a moment and licked his lips before letting out a slow breath. He was doing his best to steal a few seconds to think, but I wasn’t sure that would help. Eventually he filled the silence with a low, rough tone. “Consequences for…for distracting you.”
It wasn’t a question, but I nodded anyway. “I’m glad you understand.”
I wasn’t going to pretend to punish him because he had an almost pathological need to do everything right, but I didn’t think he’d see consequences the same way. That was something I was pretty sure he could blame on me and just mentally chalk it up to me being ridiculous.
“Seeing that check next to spankings and the note you made reminding me that you hadn’t come in two days…you need to see what that kind of talk does to me.” So he could keep doing it again and again. “I can’t have you thinking you can get away without a response from me.”
He gave me a slow blink before swallowing hard again. “There are always rules and expectations in this kind of relationship.”
And we had consent.
“I knew you’d understand.” And I was pretty sure it would go a long way in helping him to find the headspace his fucker of an ex had destroyed. “I also know you’re going to be polite and follow my orders as I show you what happens when you distract me.”
I was going to shatter his grip on reality itself.
His head bobbed but I wasn’t sure what he was responding to. “You…you’ll spank me and…and continue to control my orgasms as consequences.”
So he’d been processing what would happen next?
“That’s correct.” Nothing in his reactions said he was against it and his answers to my questions made it clear he was curious about a lot of things, so I wasn’t worried as I ran my hands over him. “You need to learn what happens when you tease me and look so sexy doing it.”
He looked so good in suits it should’ve been criminal.
“I…” He paused, blinking like he was trying to clear his brain. “I have a tux I need to show you.”
Moaning, I didn’t have to play up how erotic it would be. “Do you know what I’d do to you if you wore something like that for me?”
His grin was sexy too but my favorite part was the way he leaned his head into my hand and unconsciously rocked his hips. “You’d have to wait for that because tuxes need a fancy dinner or some kind of party.”
Little tease.
Narrowing my eyes, I frowned at him. “Would you actually wear that and then expect me to behave in public before I got to enjoy you?”
His inner brat peeked out as his eyes sparkled. “Somewhere with cameras and lots of people watching us.”
I leaned in and brushed my lips against his ear as I whispered softly. “I’d make you regret that when we got home.”
The shiver that raced through him said he was looking forward to it. “I’d just be showing you off.”
He tried to shrug and look innocent but he was terrible at it. So as I leaned back, I grabbed his tie and used it to pull him close again. “Showing me off, huh?”
Atlee’s head jerked in a nod but he was barely holding back a moan. “You’d light up a room.”
So fucking sexy.
“Don’t think being sexy and sweet is going to get you out of the consequences you’ve earned.” Holding him tight enough he was slightly off-balance as he leaned into me, I used my free hand to pet his head again. “I’m going to light you up tonight, brat.”
He couldn’t seem to decide how to respond but I expected that reaction. Atlee was surprisingly good at dissecting how he felt about a new kink or topic, but banter and flirting as a sub wasn’t something he had any practice with.
My sexy man’s brain always shifted in a more logical direction, so I waited for something like that as he fought for words again. “A large percentage of submissive individuals enjoy being spanked because of a mix in the pain and emotional centers of the brain.”
Adorable.
“That’s right. For a lot of subs, pain and pleasure have a bit more overlap than with truly vanilla people.
I don’t get turned on by pain but I am going to get turned on bending you over and seeing all your sexy reactions.
” He was going to be beautiful. “What do you have to do to please me with this scene?”
He barely held back a sigh but he was smart enough not to let it out. “Not hide my reactions because you need to know how to steer the scene.”
Good start…that was part of our conversation yesterday.
“That’s right.” Teasing my fingers around his ear, I kept him pressed tight between my legs and loved the way every breath made him rub against my cock. “What else?”
As a light shiver raced through him, his eyelids dipped slightly. “You like controlling me, so I just have to obey as long as it’s within my limits.”
Moaning softly, I nodded. “I love controlling you and seeing how you obey me. I’m already hard just thinking about it.”
His muscles seemed to go tight as something got a reaction from him, but I stayed on track as I relaxed my hold on him to give a bit of space between us again. “What else do you need to do for this to be a successful scene?”
His inner drama queen almost escaped but he tucked it back inside before he said something sassy. “Communicate. There’s no right or wrong for the scene.”
He hated that.
“This is just us exploring something new and seeing how you feel. If you love being spanked, we’ll do it more.
If it’s not something you react to, I’ll find another way to make sure you remember what happens when you distract me.
” There was always something different we could try.
“I’ll be able to see how your body is reacting, though, so you can’t hide it from me. ”
I shifted my foot just enough to nudge his erection with my toes. “Between this and how your body moves for me, I’ll know if you’re trying to hide something.”
No matter what it was.
He must’ve seen that on my face because he sighed and frowned at me. “I’m going to be fine.”
Brat.
“You’re going to be honest or you’re not going to get that orgasm you’ve been waiting for.” Either the threat or my firm tone got another shiver from him, and seemed to make him even harder. “Do you really want to have to wait for days before you get another chance to orgasm?”
That had his entire body going still and seemed to bring his brain to a halt. He stared at me for a bit too long before licking his lips in that telltale sign. “Do I have to answer that?”
“No, but not answering me is telling.” I couldn’t help smiling as he let out a soft groan. “That curious brain of yours is going to get you into some very interesting predicaments.”
He was too smart for his own good…especially when he combined it with his desire to be the best.
Atlee’s huff almost made me laugh as I started petting his head again. “I can’t help being curious. It comes with being highly intelligent. You should know that better than anyone.”
He was adorable.
“I understand but I’m still going to make you communicate about what you learn.” I shrugged when it looked like he was barely holding back more drama. “You should know that.”
Oh, that sigh.
One day he was going to make me laugh in the middle of a scene and derail the entire thing.
“There are just too many new things I’ve realized I never tried.” He seemed almost offended by that. “My college experience was not nearly educational enough.”
Definitely not…but was that part of why he wasn’t second-guessing submitting to me?
“But now I get to help you explore all those new things and I’m very excited to be the first person to spank you and the first man to fuck you senseless.
” That had him blinking like the words didn’t quite compute, but it was a familiar expression.
“And then there’s being the first man to tie you up.
The first to put a cock ring on you and ride you. ”
God, I loved his inexperience more than he seemed to understand but bits of comprehension peeked through as he processed what I was saying.
“That’s…that’s a very common thought process for Doms.” Atlee shifted just enough to make clear something was turning him on even more. “For some, it’s part of the ownership mentality.”
“I’m greedy.” And I wanted to own every inch of him. “And knowing no one has ever pleased you like I will is…oh, baby, I can’t explain it.”
And he couldn’t understand it because somehow focusing on his own pleasure during sex was puzzling to him.
I didn’t want to draw attention to his confusion, though, so I shifted my teasing slightly. “I love being the center of attention and being your first with so many things makes me a very happy attention whore.”
And that clicked.
He flashed me a smile before leaning into my touch again as I teased around his ear. “You just enjoy education. There’s nothing wrong with that.”
“Oh, I love how you think.” Giving him a quick peck, I relaxed back against the couch. “I’ll remember that when I’m deciding if you get to come.”
“I’ve done my best to follow the rules.” Instead of pushing to confirm he’d get a reward, his tone shifted to something slightly more hesitant. “But we’ve agreed that orgasms were up to you.”
Because his research had shown him it was a very common rule and he knew I liked control.
His ability to ignore what turned him on was amazing in a frightening kind of way.
I was starting to see how he’d always end up so focused on his partners that he never thought about himself.
Having a strong submissive side and pairing that with a lecture about how the best lovers focused on their partners would’ve really cemented the idea for him.
Atlee needed to be the best, even if it wasn’t logical, and it’d be entirely too easy for a more negatively selfish person to take advantage of that.
Hell, just a slightly clueless partner could easily fall into that category too.
Combining all of those little issues would’ve just reinforced the behavior.
“That’s right.” Shifting my foot again, I ran it over his bulge and sighed as I felt how hard it was. “I like control, but I love knowing you’re hard.”
The shiver that raced through him said he loved being hard too but he hadn’t been willing to dissect those feelings yet. He enjoyed the pleasure it got him, though. “It’s…it’s very common in Doms.”
Atlee might not be able to understand what he wanted but he’d done an amazing job at researching his new interests.
Somehow he’d mentally separated what he was curious about and what turned him on, though.
“That’s correct. It’s also very common to leave a sub hard for days just because it’s fun to know you’re all they can think about.
” I smiled as his cock jerked under my foot.
“I can’t help wondering how many days I could make you wait for your orgasm until you started begging or waking up humping your bed. ”
Oh, that was fun.
His eyes got wide.
“You wouldn’t like being naughty.” It wasn’t a question but it made him shake his head and frown. “Well, if I make you wait long enough that you think humping will be a problem, all you have to do is ask for a cock cage and I’ll put it on you every night before bed.”
We lived close enough that wouldn’t be a problem.
I was pretty sure it wasn’t the logistics of it that had his erection jumping around, though.
“You’d…you’d take it off in the morning?” Atlee glanced down at himself before his gaze flicked back to mine. “That’s…that’s a lot of work.”
He was worried about being high-maintenance?
“First of all, I think you’re worth the effort.
” Period. “Second, it wouldn’t take long to remove it.
I’d have to mentally budget in time to clean it before I left the house so it was ready that night, but you wouldn’t be getting an orgasm.
The extra time would be negligible compared to the mental boost releasing you would get me. ”
It’d be a better pick-me-up than the best coffee.
“Doms generally find control pleasurable even if the ways they control their subs vary widely.” When he fell back on reciting internet facts, I knew his brain was slowly shifting toward standby mode.
“That’s right and I’m going to control you now to give me even more pleasure.
” Kissing his cheek sent mixed messages through him that slowed his reactions again.
As he just blinked at me, I carefully stood and brushed the front of my pants against his face.
“Marking you with my cum is going to make me feel good too.”
Licking his lips, his gaze dropped to my bulge as he dragged a few brain cells together. “You sent me your test results to show me exchanging semen was safe.”
God, he was sexy.
“That’s right and you sent me yours yesterday.” Without my even having to ask. “You also made sure to answer all the questions on the lists about cum and where I could orgasm.”
My straitlaced sub couldn’t wait to be dirty while I used him to get every drop of pleasure I could from him.
We were going to have so much fun exploring every bit of his new education.