“You heard me. You want more than you’re getting, don’t you? You want to be on your knees for me more, but you don’t know how to ask for it.”
“I want to make sure you’re getting what you need,” Adam protested.
“And what about you?” Cooper eased his fingers over the soft leather in Adam’s hands, opening the buckles and laying it flat.
Adam was so caught in his own head about what it meant to be a dominant and what it meant to be submissive, he’d missed the point of it all. It was all about chasing your pleasure, asking for what you needed, demanding the things you wanted. Cooper had never shied away from being vocal in his desires with Adam, but somewhere along the line, Adam had missed that memo.
“Don’t be scared, Adam.” Cooper raised the collar to Adam’s throat and latched it at the back of his neck. Adam shivered, jostling the gag that was attached to the collar and not yet in his mouth. “We talked about being all in, and I promise you I’m all in. I’m not going to walk away from you because you want to be in charge the same day I want to be in charge. And even if you’re in charge for a week or a month, I know you’re not him.”
“I don’t know how you do it,” Adam whispered, his cheeks turning pink.
“Do what?”
“Read me like a book.”
“Don’t sound so ashamed.” Cooper traced the edge of the collar around Adam’s throat. “I think it’s really hot that you’re so twisted up about not getting a chance to be on your knees for me.”
Adam sucked in a breath, mouth falling open.
“Did you have something else you wanted to say? Or does that cover the gist of it?” he asked.
“That’s the gist.”
“Then get on your knees, baby. I’m gonna make this up to you.”
“You don’t have t—”
Cooper shook his head, covering Adam’s mouth with his hand. “I said get on your knees.”
Adam went to the ground and Cooper knelt in front of him, fitting the gag into his mouth and latching the straps securely around the back of Adam’s head. He should have stripped Adam naked first, but he’d gotten ahead of himself. He could probably get his shirt off easily enough, but he decided he’d rather make it fun. He plucked at the hem of Adam’s shirt and pulled it over his head, effectively blindfolding him. Adam made a surprised grunt that settled into a moan when Cooper gave his nipples a gentle twist.
“Have I been neglecting you?” Cooper asked, pulling down his fly so his cock could breathe.
Adam made an affirmative and needy sound around the gag.
Cooper went to the other end of the room, reaching into his toy chest and pulling out a pair of particularly mean nipple clamps, a cock ring, and a soft leather flogger. He flipped the flogger over his shoulder and went back to Adam, taking Adam’s pants down to his thighs, securing the cock ring around his already thick and hard base. He gave Adam’s balls a slap with his fingers, then chuckled when he moved to Adam’s nipples.
The ones he’d chosen were worse than the clover clamps. Long and flat, the steel tips were sheathed in plastic so they didn’t pierce the skin. Cooper attached them and twisted the gauge on the ends, ratcheting them tighter and tighter, compressing Adam’s nipples into small and painful nubs on his chest.
Adam cried out around the gag, spit soaking through the shirt that covered his face. Cooper released the chain on the clamps, letting it hang. Then he smeared his hand over the spit-soaked shirt that covered Adam’s mouth.
“You love it,” he rasped, breaking contact and stepping back. Adam’s entire body lurched forward, chasing after Cooper’s touch. “You love when I use you. Don’t you?”
Adam nodded.
Cooper walked backward until he was at the other end of the room.
“Adam,” he called softly, pulling the flogger off his shoulder and using his fingers to untangle the falls. “Crawl.”
Adam fell forward, hands landing on the floor. Cooper’s cock throbbed at the sight of Adam all trussed up on all fours, his bare ass up in the air as he started to cross the room. Cooper didn’t know what it was about seeing Adam on his knees that got him so hard, but he took himself in hand, enjoying the show.
“Slower,” he commanded, not wanting Adam to reach him yet.
The crawling was a breaking point in the past. Adam had done it, but things were weird after, and if that was going to happen again, Cooper wanted to get it over with. He hoped the past wouldn’t repeat itself. After all, Adam had been the one to come to him, to say something was wrong. They’d both come so far, and even if he’d been off base about the cause of the weirdness, the conversation had gotten where it needed to go. And now Adam was again on his knees…clearly where he needed to be.
Cooper had worried that if he pushed his own need for dominance too much, it would scare Adam off, but the evening had made it apparent the opposite was the case. In their relationship, Adam had found a safe space to explore this side of himself, and Cooper needed to nurture it more than he had. He needed to trust he knew what was best for Adam.
“I can’t decide if I like you gagged or with your mouth open more,” Cooper said when Adam reached the halfway point. “If you weren’t gagged, I would shove my cock so far down your throat, baby…”
