“I think he’s my mate,” Quintus said, cutting off his friend.
“And what does Scott say to that?”
“Nothing, we haven’t talked about it.” Quintus dumped his empty bottle in recycling. “I found out his last lover died, which is why he became a doctor.”
“How did he die?”
“I don’t know.”
“You see what’s happening, right?”
Quintus nodded, he and Scott needed to talk about a lot and not just about what they liked in bed. “I’m seeing him tonight. I’ll make sure we talk.”
“Before or after sex?”
“You don’t get to know that,” Quintus said with a wink. “Hey...thanks.”
“For what?”
“Covering with Grayson,” he answered.
“No problem,” Donald said. “But it does make me wonder, though.”
“About what?”
“How do you feel about the lifestyle since Scott plans on opening a club with Chance?”
“You want the truth?”
“It’s always best.”
Quintus sighed and looked at his friend. “The more I learn, the more I want to experience what the submissive feels. The idea of letting go and leaving my pleasure in the hands of someone I trust excites me. I’m also scared I might become addicted to giving up my control.”
“He’s not forcing you into this is he?” Donald asked, cutting him off.
“Far from it,” Quintus answered. “He told me I should come to him when I’m ready to talk about it.”
If only his friend knew what was really going through his mind. The image of Scott tying him up and fucking him hard until he came had him backing away from his friend just a bit before his scent gave away his thoughts. Quintus was also afraid to tell Donald that after watching the videos he wanted to bleed for the vampire dominant, just to watch him go into bloodthirsty lust for him.
Have I always wanted these things?
“And are you ready?” Donald asked cutting into his thoughts
“I think I am. I know I will be learning as I go, but I want to experience it with Scott.”
“You really like him that much?”
“I do,” Quintus answered.
“Then he’s right to give you the time you need. Just remember. All relationships start out vanilla, the heavy stuff happens gradually. So take your time deciding what you want next.”
“I will.”
Quintus appreciated Donald’s advice more than his friend probably realized. He wasn’t sure how his relationship with Scott was going to progress, but he wanted the man to be his forever.
* * *
Scott looked around his playroom,satisfied with the clean-up job he’d done. His parents were right. It had been a while since he entered the room. He’d brought submissives to his home and had them in his playroom. But then after a while, he’d stopped. He’d grown bored with the partners he’d been with.
