"Sebastian, I mean, what kind of dynamic do you want between us. What are your hard limits, your safe words? What do you need from your Daddy?"
He opens and closes his mouth several times. I can see him struggling, so I continue.
"I want to tell you that I've never been a Daddy."
"It doesn't matter to me." He says it so simply that I relax. "I've never had a Daddy before either."
His words appeal to the savage part of me. Part of me likes this far too much.
"Never?"
"Never. You're my Daddy."
Just then, our food arrives, and we focus on eating. I'm too busy replying in my head that I'll be his first Daddy. Maybe even his last.
We eat in comfortable silence, then order dessert – ice cream cake for both of us.
"So," Sebastian starts, "You asked me some questions, and I thought about it."
"You can tell me anything, Sebastian. Don't worry," I say when I see him biting his lip.
"I'll start with the easy part. I have only two hard limits. First, no choking unless we talk about it beforehand. Second, no hitting, in or outside of the bedroom."
My eyes widen in horror, and I choke on my water. Once I've caught my breath, I take his hand.
"I would never hit you. In the bedroom or outside of it."
"I know, Daddy." He beams at me with so much trust it nearly undoes me. "You asked, so I wanted to be honest."
"Thank you, boy. I'll remember both your hard limits."
"Do you have some?"
"What? Hard limits?" He nods. "Yes. One. No cheating. Not emotional, not physical. I can handle a lot, Sebastian, but betrayal isn't one of them."
"That's not even a question for me, Daddy."
I squeeze his hand before urging, "Go on."
"Okay, for safewords, my safeword is tree. And when I want more, I'll say red."
"Well, this may be a little bit confusing. Red is usually used to stop."
The wicked smile on his face screams trouble.
"I love red."
"Okay, then I'll use them too, if I need to."
His lips twitch into a smile before he continues. "Now, what kind of dynamic I want with my Daddy. This is also easy. I want the kind of dynamic that we build together."
"I'd like that too," I admit, smiling like a fool.
"Good. Now onto the part that might send you away screaming."
"You won't scare me, Sebastian." I play with his fingers to steady him.
"What I need from my Daddy, from you, is devotion. I want to be your focus, your center, your everything. I want you topossess every part of me and my life. I want you to claim me as yours in every way possible. This is what I want."
