“Happy birthday,” I said.
“I’m trying so hard not to make a cake joke.But it’s right.There.”
We got too loopy for conversation not long after that and fell into bed tangled up, lips pressed to skin, bellies against each other, his face in my armpit.My ass stinging pleasantly.
***
In the morning, I realized, “You still have two more things on your list.”
He muttered into my armpit, “So do you.”
“You go first.”
Immediately, he responded with, “Tie me up when you edge me.”
“Like, with rope?”
“I have some,” he said, rubbing his face against my side now.“Or we could get some cuffs.Or the thing that spread eagles you on the bed.”
“I like that mental image,” I had to admit.I spent a lot of energy holding his ass down when I was trying to drive him crazy like that; it’d be fun to let some toys handle it and just enjoy him squirming and begging.“You have a preference?”
“Mmm, not really.Never done a lot of that.You?”
“Try ’em all and see what you like?”
He laughed.“Sounds expensive.”
“And now we come to something else on my list…”
He finally picked up his head, pushing off my chest so he could look me in the eye.“Yessss?”
“I wanna spoil you.”
“I’m already spoiled, lover boy.”
I laughed.“No, like.I want to have a whole day where you just get to do shit that makes you feel good.Like those face masks, and whatever those eighty different moisturizers are in your bathroom, and—”
“A spa day?”His eyes lit up.“Will you do it all too?”
“Sure, yeah.Just like spend a day giving you foot rubs and serving you Champagne or some shit.And I’ll wear some cucumbers on my eyes too; why not?”
“Oh honey, the absolutely filthy shit I would do for that.”
“You don’t have to do anything for it,” I said with a laugh.
“Right, but this is sexy stuff.”
“I don’t need to get off for it to be sexy,” I pointed out.“I just wanna watch you look smug and hot in a fluffy bathrobe.And you can order me around and tell me to make lunch and bring you some more face scrub or whatever.”
He blinked.Then laughed.
“Make a list of the shit we need for a really bougie bitch spa day.Like stuff you wouldn’t normally buy because it’s just too over the top.Flowers, snacks, skincare stuff, hair stuff, clothes, all of it.”
“I need a budget.”
“I don’t know.”I considered.“Like, a thousand bucks?”
“What!No!Oh my god, Taran.That’s like, my whole rent.”
