Some people just created chaos wherever they went.
“Well, I think they were reading too much into the situation. You’re not technically moving in. I’m just keeping you. There’s a difference.” They seemed to think those went hand-in-hand. “Yes, we need to keep getting to know one another but I think we’ve made the right decisions for us.”
Fuck it, Cece had even made it clear he wanted to wait until later to have his first orgasm with me.
We hadn’t made love yet or even had sex.
And hell, I hadn’t even used any of the penetrative toys on him.
We were taking things slow, but they just couldn’t see it because we weren’t oversharing?
“I made the right decisions for me when I called you, Master.” Sounding prouder of himself and less frustrated, Cece wiggled on my lap. “I didn’t get naked without talking to you first and I knew when there was a problem I couldn’t handle.”
“You would’ve figured out how to handle it eventually. You’re very smart, pretty boy. This was just a very unique situation and you didn’t have time to think through it.” He’d have probably made the situation crazier somehow, but I wasn’t going to point that out. “But you’re my boy, so calling me was the right thing to do.”
“You protect your toys.” Shifting so he could wrap his arms around my neck, his cuddles shifted toward the manipulative. “And you like playing with them and dressing them up.”
He was as subtle as a sledgehammer.
“You’re right.” Sliding my hands under his legs, I stood up and carried him toward the stairs. “So I’m going to get my prettydoll dressed up and keep you safe with me for the rest of the day.”
We’d tried thetime apart for him to thinkthing and we weren’t going to do it again.
My pretty boy’s sigh of relief said we were on the same page with that.
His brain was still going a thousand miles an hour as I put him down by the stairs, though. “Some of the subs said their rule was three dates before they could move in with their Doms.”
“You don’t work there, and even if you did, I really don’t think they can control that kind of decision.” There was no way that was enforceable under current labor laws. “Besides, you haven’t moved in with me. Your playroom is just here and we’re in that honeymoon kind of phase where we’re getting to know one another and are very passionate about it.”
That got a giggle from him as he nearly bounced up the stairs. “Then what happens?”
Well, I was hoping that he was still around at that point, so I answered it as optimistically as I could.
“Well, then we get to the practical phase where the number of times a day that I want to spank you or make love to you might slow down to a more manageable level, and you figure out a few of my habits that drive you insane.” I didn’t think we’d see any problems at that point, and neither did he judging by his snicker.
“Then what?” Skipping toward the playroom, he did a twirl like he was pretending he was already dressed up for me. “I don’t know what kind of things will drive me crazy but I can’t wait to figure it out.”
I liked his view on relationships.
“Then we’ll settle into routines and one day you’ll look at me and just know how much you love me.” Fingers crossed. “You’ll either tell me right then or worry about it for days like it’s a tummy ache, but eventually you’ll get it out and then we’ll live happily ever after.”
“Like a fairy-tale doll.” My pretty boy came to a halt in the middle of his playroom, arms out and going very still. “I’m an everyday kind of play doll, though.”
“That’s correct.” I wasn’t sure how that was translating in his head, but I gave him a quick peck as I picked him up again. “So we’ll have our fairy-tale moments once in a while, but in general, we’reenjoy our liveskind of Owner and doll.”
His smile said he liked my explanation even though I wasn’t sure I’d done a very good job of it.
“I like being an enjoy my life person with you, Master.” He kissed my cheek as I set him down on the changing table. “And I can’t wait to have my tummy ache with you.”
“I can’t wait either.” But until we got to that point, I was going to show him every day how much he was coming to mean to me…by not letting him out of my sight and by tracking him much more thoroughly.
I’d dropped the ball once and he’d gotten kidnapped…I wasn’t going to let that happen again.
Chapter 21
Cece
He was so cute.
