I squinted an eye, failing to see why he was so wiggly. All I could see was the inside of the car, and even then it wasn’t much.
“Daddy?” Noah whispered although it wasn’t near whisper material. Beckett hummed, slowing the car before pulling to a complete stop. “We have to do that again.”
I had to agree. I’d have spoken the words, but a yawn stopped anything I may have said. Whatever Beckett had replied with was lost to me. My thoughts were nowhere, and at that moment, I didn’t care what was going to happen next.
“Come on you two,” Beckett was there holding open a door. Noah was the first to slip out, and then I slowly followed. “I need an answer now, Asher. My bed, or your own you can share with Noah for the night.”
It took my mind too long to figure out an answer. By the time it did, Noah already answered, dragging me away from Beckett and into the house. I didn’t get much time to look at anything or the layout of the rooms as Noah pulled me up a huge staircase.
“Shower now or later?” Beckett was behind us, making Noah stop dragging me for a second. Although the idea sounded nice, there was no way I could stay awake long enough to enjoy one. “Later.”
“I have a change of clothes for you.” Right. Beckett had packed a bag from my place for both Noah and me before we left. I knew he put my pills in there, too, on the off chance I’d need them.
“Daddy’s bed is so big. You’ll love it.” As long as Noah was in it, I would.
I didn’t need instructions to strip off my clothes before crawling into bed. There, Noah curled up beside me, head on my chest. Almost instantly, his body weighed me down as sleep took him.
While I had been nearly asleep in the car, now I felt awake, yet content. Content with what happened, and with whatever would happen here on out.
Things wouldn’t go back to how they had been for so long, which I was more than okay with.
Lost in thought, I almost forgot where I was as Beckett crawled into the bed beside me. He left more than enough space between us. He turned to face me better, face shadowed by the lights he had left on.
“Noah told you I don’t like the dark.”
“He’s not a fan of the dark, either. Having a few lights on won’t hurt anything.” Beckett’s voice was soft as he answered. “When I was packing your bag earlier, I noticed your tablet setting out.”
So? I blinked, not sure where he was going with that.
“I know I shouldn’t have, but I was curious. I looked to see what you’ve been currently reading.”
“Oh.” Well...I wasn’t ashamed of what I read if that was what he was going for. “I like a wide variety of stuff.”
“That you do.” Beckett scooted a bit closer, laying a hand close enough for me to reach out, if I wanted. “I noticed your current read.”
“Noah said I should read it.” Although it was on my list to look at anyway, the sleeping boy didn’t need to know that. “I’m almost done, but there’s like five more books by that author I really want to read.”
“I take it to you like that one?”
I nodded.
“What makes you like that author?”
“Everything.” That book contained bondage, summiting and so much more that there would never be the right words to explain it. It spoke to those dark secrets that weren’t so secret any longer.
Beckett smiled at me again, like he had his little secret. “You’re what, like eighty percent through that one?” I nodded. Sounded about right. That was before I let the past take hold of me too much. “I know that one. So that kind of brings me back to the question in the car earlier. Was it okay that I kinda took over? That I let Noah touch you and told my brother to wander off somewhere else?”
“Yeah.” Oscar was...well not Beckett. “I’d have said so otherwise.” Even though I was far enough into subspace or whatever place I was mentally by then.
“Good.” He paused, and I thought maybe he was done talking. But then, more came out. “I’m a Dom, one who has many different interests, as you know. I like littles as much as subs who pretend to not want something for their own good. Like tonight. I don’t mind having you as a sub, Asher. I’m sure when you wake up, you may regret what happened, or overthink it. But I enjoyed what happened. And I’d very much like to repeat it. More than once, if I can. You are beautiful in subspace. And with Noah. Beautiful in many ways.”
I was glad it was dark enough in the room to hide my blush at the words.
Beckett did know me well enough. I wanted to say I wasn’t going to regret what happened, but my thoughts would twist and turn me into a mess come morning.
“If...” I paused, licking my lips. “If my thoughts take over, please put me in place, Sir.” Was that enough to let him know I wanted to submit to him?
“Is there anything you don’t want me to do? I don’t want to step over any lines you may have.”
