“What if I have a scene with a sub at the club? You can avoid them sometimes, but what if you’re working that day and have to see it up close? Won’t you be jealous?” Kage asked the questions with a calmness that told Finley he might already know the answer.
“I wouldn’t.”
Kage narrowed his eyes. “You’re not possessive?”
“I am. I want you, your cock, your smile, and your,” Finley placed a hand over Kage’s chest, “commitment. But I know you and your approach to being a Dom. Besides, watching you dominate other people turns me on. And since you don’t climax during the sessions, I could help with that.”
An evil glint shone in Kage’s eyes, his sultry expression telling Finley that he was about to be tested. “You want to be my cumbucket? My slut? You want to watch me come after someone else aroused me? My hands would be all over you after I touched another sub moments before.” Kage’s words were harsh on purpose.
“Yes, please,” Finley said on a breathy exhale and shifted his hips. His cock stiffened at the imagery Kage presented. “I’ll be the only one who’d make you come. You can draw a contract for me if you want.”
“We’ll see. BDSM has a set of rules. To me, as long as it follows SSC and RACK, I see the rest more as guidelines. Some people choose to live the lifestyle 24/7 or become slaves and masters, never dropping their roles.” Kage buried his hand in Finley’s hair. “But I’m greedy and I want everything. I need you as my sub, but also my lover and partner. I want you to be you. For me, revising hard and soft limits once in a while would suffice for play. How do you see it?”
Finley knew the answer to that one.
“Be mine and fuck me like I’m yours. Let me be a part of your life in and out of the club.” He had to stop himself or he would word-vomit his feelings all over Kage. “Would you carve space for me in your life?”
“I already have.” Kage sighed. “And you just told me that you’d be comfortable with me touching other people four times a week. You propose a relationship while everything else in my life stays the same. You understand how unreal that sounds to me, right?A smile spread on Kage’s face, accompanied by Janis Joplin’s version ofPiece Of My Heartthat started playing.
“A lot less weird than it does to me. But I honestly believe we could find a way for us to work.”
“Good. Because I have to be out there. The scenes, the people, the spotlight. It’s narcissistic but—”
“And I love watching you. I always liked watching other people, but seeing you woke up a deep need I didn’t know was in me.”
Kage cupped Finley’s cheek. “My voyeur…”
“Then you’re my exhibitionist.”
“Hmm more of a showman.” Kage’s grin grew wicked. “I have an idea. Are you off tomorrow?”
“And the day after, yeah.”
“Be at my room at the club at four. I’ll text you the code for the door and instructions.” Kage traced a thumb over Finley’s bottom lip. “Be naked and ready. We’ll test your theory.”
“Yes, please.” Finley nuzzled into Kage’s hand. “I can’t wait. I want all of you. Including the dirty, the tough, and the things that are important but hard to talk about.” He touched the padlock on Kage’s necklace. “That’s from him, isn’t it?”
“Yes. Rohan gave it to me after a year of dating. He was buried with the key around his neck.” There was acceptance in Kage’s voice more than sadness.
“I don’t want to replace Rohan,” Finley said. “And not only because he is perfect and will always be in your eyes. He can do no wrong anymore. I’d love to be your future, not patching a hole someone else left. I want you to know that you can tell me anything.” Finley had a suspicion that Kage was still holding back one more important thing that stemmed from his accident. But he wouldn’t pry. Not now.
Emotionally tired, he sought comfort.
He sucked Kage’s thumb into his mouth and looked up at his lover, his Dom. Hopefully, Kage could see the pleading in his eyes. For what, he wasn’t sure. But he trusted Kage to figure it out.
“I know. I need time.” A rumble rose in Kage’s chest. “But you need a lesson in patience.”
Finley nodded.
Giving Finley a show, Kage undressed from the waist down. Wearing only his open shirt, he sat back and parted his knees.
With every inch of skin he uncovered, Finley grew more aroused. He feasted his eyes on the sight of Kage’s thighs on display, his flaccid cock and his sac hanging close to his body.
“Sit on the floor.” Kage directed Finley between his legs with a hand in his hair.
With rapt attention, Finley focused on Kage’s dick and the beauty of it in rest. Then he buried his face in Kage’s groin and inhaled. Fuck, he could sleep there with Kage’s scent surrounding him, feeling nothing else but the warmth and musk of Kage’s body. He nuzzled Kage’s cock, which started hardening.
“Hold it in your mouth. You can suck but only gently.”
