aaron.

“not typically.” aaron replied flatly, fingers drumming down against his menu. who was this person? he’s never seen them before in his life and they were just sitting there trying to make conversation with him. aaron grumbled something about being left alone under his breath, but it fell on deaf ears. “do you not have your own table to place your order at?” aaron sounded unimpressed. “sex in my mouth? i don’t put any meat in my mouth.” aaron sat up straighter, a expressionless look on his face. “who even are you?”

aaron could often tell when a sub was in need. it was just an innate ability he learned to hone the more he went through life and sought out submissives on his own. some were harder than others to detect, and other times he couldn’t detect it at all and it was simply a guess. luckily for him his guesses were 99% right. “that’s just not going work. chores? no. you need to properly care for yourself, sweetheart.” aaron said softly, his tongue swiping out across his lips as a grin began to form. “adam....adam... who’s adam again? doesn’t matter it’s insignificant. tell me... why you’re so against fully submitting yourself? enough to take the edge off or so you say. aren’t you tired of living that way?”

“you’re a funny guy, aren’t you? did anyone teach me manners? how ‘bout you? did anyone teach you how to not invade another person’s personal space and just announce that you’re joining them for dinner? excuse me if i’m wrong -- which i’m not -- but that’s bad manners. don’t you think?” aaron ended his mini rant with a smug looking smirk on his face, a brow arched in question as he waited patiently for a response from the other. “what if i had company on the way to join me? this is a table for two. not three.”

“company? you mistake me for the type of person who wants company.” aaron flicked his gaze up towards the brunette. she was attractive, perfectly plump lips, big pretty doe looking eyes. “oh no poor you.” aaron drawled out sarcastically, his lower lips sticking out in a pout. “a whole hour? a shame... hm... we could probably come to a sort of agreement don’t you think? how about this... you kneel by my chair until our food arrives once its ordered, and your food will be my treat.” aaron closed his menu after deciding what he’d be ordering. “sitting at a dominant’s feet in a public place is spicey... maybe too spicy for you.” aaron gave her a once over before shrugging his shoulders, raising his hand to flag down a waitress. 

“i wasn’t going to say yeah. acting as if i give a crap if its pretty full or not. maybe you should plan ahead and make a reservation like i do.” aaron tapped his finger down on his menu, lifting his gaze towards the man who seated himself at his table. he was definitely his type, but his luck would be this guy was a dominant. he’d look pretty on his knees. 

there was no reason to be out dining all alone at the outside. he could have scrolled through any sort of hook up app and found someone and paid them to come and have dinner with him, but he hadn’t. instead now he was sitting here like a odd ball loner. at least he had money, right? “can i help you?” aaron’s nose scrunched a bit when someone approached him, barely picking his gaze up to look up from his menu.