“No distracting me, though.” He patted my butt as he put me back down. “You’re too tempting.”
Me.
I was tempting him.
Ha.
“Yes, Master.” I kissed his cheek before looking cute again and taking his hand. “I’ll be good.”
For a few minutes because he’d think that was fun.
“You’re already doing better at looking innocent when you say ridiculous things.” Master tried to frown but he was struggling. “Good job.”
“Thank you.” I learned very quickly. Kissing his cheek finally got his smile peeking out. “I’m going to work hard at it.”
His booming laugh filled his bedroom and me but I liked his smile and his soft kisses best. “Come on, pretty boy. Before you distract me.”
I was going to be good at that too.
“Would you think I’m cuter if I asked for cookies or just some kind of dessert?” Master raised one eyebrow, so I shrugged. “I don’t have a strong preference. I just want dessert and I like it when you think I look cute.”
He was going to be a worrier Dom as well as a good Master.
They were hard to manage but I was smart.
“If I had a preference I’d have figured out a cute way to ask for that, but I thought you might think cookies were cuter. But since I didn’t know, I decided to ask because you like it when I ask you questions.” That way he wouldn’t get jealous.
Master sighed.
Yep, I was right.
“Cookies.” His frowning got more dramatic as he took my hand, but I didn’t giggle. “Ice cream in a cone is really cute too. I can actually make a lot of desserts cute, so you don’t have to ask for just cookies.”
“You’re such a good Master.” And he always explained what he liked so that made it even better. “Let’s look for cute bowls for my ice cream or for you to use the cone as a hat for it or something. I don’t like sticky fingers.”
Hmm?
“Well, I might like sticky fingers if cum or orgasms will be involved, but not in regular food situations.” I had to keep washing my hands and then it melted before I finished. “Oh, andI don’t like restaurants where I have to eat sticky things with sauce on them with my hands.”
Master nodded slowly as we started walking out of the bedroom. “I’ll remember that. Thank you for explaining what you don’t like. That’s just as important in relationships like this.”
Because he couldn’t make me happy if I hid that stuff from him and he liked making me happy because happy was very cute and probably sexy too.
“I’m glad I remembered to tell you.” Oh. “You have naked bodies on your walls.”
I probably should’ve looked around sooner but his big bed and his penis had been much more important. It was time for other things to be important, though, so Master stopped us at the door and let me look around as he chuckled. “I was wondering when you’d notice anything else.”
“You were more important than colors and wall art.” He was my Owner. “But now I get to be curious.”
And nosy.
I wasn’t sure that was a good word, though, so I was going to stick with curious.
“Are they bodies of people you know?” They were mostly sketches on cream-colored paper that almost matched the walls, and that seemed to make the backs and shoulders and bottoms stand out even more. “That person has a nice bottom. I think bottom is the right word in this situation but I can’t tell if that’s a male bottom or a female one. Do butts look different on different genders?”
Those hadn’t been the body parts I’d been looking at online.
Chapter 18
