Dodged a bullet

“I mean, what does a dom look like? There are some tricky looking ones out there,” he pointed out. “Just a sub?” What was wrong with being just a sub? “I just…prefer other subs.” Which wasn’t exactly truthful in certain ways, but they were certainly easier to talk to.

“I don’t know.. brooding?” he suggested, but actually he might come across that way too, considering he liked his own company. “I mean, they’re dominants, i’m not.” he shrugged, he wasn’t sure why he’d said just a sub, i guess it had been drilled in to him that he wasn’t as good as the dominants, at least, until he joined the military. 

“Oh! He’s so well trained!” Darryl smiled, looking down at the pup with a caring beam. She seemed taken with the dog immediately. She decided there and then she loved him. Naturally, she’d already decided Boston was good looking too.

In the bathroom, she spent time drying off the papers, and when she had done what she could, she spent time in the mirror, correcting make up, adjusting her chest within her bra, undoing one button of her shirt. She looked herself over, fixed her hair, adjusted her skirt, and snapped up the papers. They crinkled satisfyingly with the newly dry texture.

Returning to the table, she settled down her papers and sat across from him, smiling softly.

“I think we just managed a miracle and saved it.” She said, gesturing to the crinkled pieces.

Boston sat at the table, leaning back and looking up at her as she approached. When she said they’d saved the papers he smiled and nodded “Good.” he said and slid a drink over the table to her “Here’s a new drink, try not to spill this one.” the submissive teased. 

ANAIS  PROBABLY  SHOULD’VE  checked  the  weather before  leaving  her  house  at  the  very  least,  but  there  were  worse  things  than  getting  wet  from  rain.  “  Yes,  I’m  fine with  it.  I  pity  the  fool  that  would  try  anything,  I’m  a  lot  tougher  than  I  look.  ”  Her  tone  suggested  that  she  was  joking,  but  her  time  as  an  army  nurse  had  taught  her  a  lot  of  things  one  of  the  many  being  that  she  could  easily  defend  herself.  “  Anais,  nice  to  meet  you  Boston.  ”  She  took  his  hand  to  shake.  “  I  can’t  promise  you  any  clothes,  but  let’s  at  least  get  warmed  up  with  something  to  drink  and  I  think  I’ve  got  some  soup.  ”

“You do look a little tough.” he said with a smile, as she seemed comfortable enough to joke with him. “Pleasure’s all mine.” he replied “Anais? That’s an unusual name. Mine was a practical joke.” The fact he was telling the truth was a little pathetic, but that was just his life. “Okay, then yeah, that sounds good.” he gave a wink and smiled as they climbed in to the car “I do love soup.” he laughed.

Kaden gave the other a look over, trying to decide if he was worth biting or not. This whole event was not the sub’s kind of thing, but he’d been dragged into it by Brooklyn. A heavy sigh left him and he shifted uncomfortably in his seat. “A few…” he murmured. “Not a Dom, right?” It made it more palatable. “I’m Kaden.”

Boston smiled, giving a bit of a snort before the he realised the other was serious and he shook his head “No. Why? Do I look like a dom?” he asked, a little impressed if the answer was yes. “I’m just a sub.”

ANAIS  CHUCKLED  LIGHTLY  as  she  shook  her  head.  “  No,  but  you  would  think  that  it  was.  My  mother  says  you  can  smell  the  moisture.  I  used  to  think  the  same  thing,  but  she  was  never  wrong  about  it.  ”  Anais  frowned  up  at  the  rain  that  was  still  coming  down,  tucking  her  book  under  her  towel  so  that  it  wouldn’t  get  any  more  wet.  “  Oh,  it’s  okay.  I’m  not   doing  anything  today  so  getting  wet  is  not  problem  ”  she  answered  with  a  slight  wave  of  her  hand  before  releasing  another  laugh.  “  You’re  right,  if  only  I  had  paid  more  attention.  I …  actually  decided  to  walk  today,  ”  Anais  voiced  after  a  moment’s  pause.  “  If  you  wouldn’t  mind  dropping  me  off,  it’s  just  up  the  road  and  if  you’d  like,  I  could  get  you  some  tea  so  you  don’t  catch  a  chill. ”

“Oh really?” he asked and smiled to her “Ouch, you’re going to get wet if you do walk then.” Soaking wet probably, so Boston was definitely going to take her home, if she would let him, of course. “That would actually be great, but are you sure you’re okay with inviting a stranger in to your house.” A young woman, a half naked man, it was a little strange, but then Boston had done a lot stranger things in the past. “I’m Boston.” he said and held out his hand with a smile.

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“ Art is a very subjective thing so I get it!” She smiled.  She  looked at the painting . “ Do you want it, or would you like me to make a custom piece?”

“I’d love one, thank you.” She had an urge to pull him into a hug in her gratitude, but she refrained. He was a stranger to her - hugging him was more than innappropriate. “I can watch him. I’ll dry these off first though, before tabitha’s ik gets anymore ruined.” She said, standing and walking from the table with her papers in hand. Her heels clicked on the tiles, the height enough to make her hips sway as she did. Belle loved these heels - or more precisely, she loved how they made Darryl’s legs and ass look. And Darryl was in the mood to do some wonderful things for her.

“Don’t worry, he won’t actually move.” he said and smiled, it was only a formality. He doubted Owsla would let anyone try and steel him either, so the dog was perfectly safe, it was more the public he was worried about in case teenagers started to annoy the poor thing. 

She smiled thankfully, agreeing completely. Coffee was - on some days - her reason for living. Other times it was her wife. Other times it was her kids. Most of the time it was all of the above.

“Are you certain?” She asked after the coffee. She wouldn’t say no to a new one but she didn’t want to force someone to buy her one. It was unfair.

“It’s just a coffee, so yes, if you want one.” he replied and smiled at her. She definitely gave off an air of authority, no wonder she was a teacher, or perhaps it was because she was a teacher that she gave off such vibes.  

“As long as you don’t mind watching the dog while I go to get it.” he said and smiled towards Owsla “That’s Owsla, he’s very well trained.”

“A Dom that can’t get respect, where have you seen that before.” Nate shook his head with a slight chuckle, scratching behind Owsla’s ears as he listened to Boston. “Oh, he deserves to be spoiled. All animals do.” at least it was his opinion, and it wasn’t like he was the owner, so he didn’t have to be brave and not give in to puppy dog eyes.

“He looks like he was well cared for.” Nate nodded “Yeah, I just don’t know what kind of dog would be a good fit for me, you know? But I also want to support the local shelter.” he already did donate, but adopting a pet was always a good way to help too “Any ideas?”

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A dom? Well, maybe this was his lucky day as this guy didn’t seem like an asshole, which was unusual in his experience. “Owsla’s not a pet though, he’s a guard dog, he’s trained to disarm and to kill.” he said and gave a small smile “So not too many treats, okay?” 

“He is.” Of course he was well cared for, Boston took pride him his dog and grooming him was part of the care he gave to him. “You want help choosing a dog?” he asked and smiled “Sure. Take a seat and tell me about yourself. What do you do for a job, how often would the dog be alone? What are your hobbies?” he asked, and looked over the other, he would probably pick a lab right off the bat, something fun and cuddly, but perhaps there was more to this man than he first thought. 

“Not really, I have a tendency to over spoil.” and that tendency didn’t stop with pets that was for sure, be it with friends or submissives, Nate was one of those that couldn’t really say no when they made puppy eyes at him, yeah, he wasn’t the strictest of Doms, you could say that. “It’s nice to meet you, though.” he grinned at Owsla “Especially, you, such a good boy that you are protecting your owner.” he nodded at the other’s words “I’ll be sure to remember that, thanks for the warning, I don’t know if many would even bother.” but Boston did “I’m actually thinking of adopting a dog.” 

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“Ah, then you wouldn’t be any good. They’d love you, but not respect you.” Boston admitted, trying to take a glance over the other man to find his mark. But he couldn’t see it “It’s nice to meet you too.” he said and smiled, looking to Owsla and smirking “You’ll spoil him with your words at this rate.” he said with a small chuckle.  “Adopting is always a good option. I have a few more coming in myself. But Owsla I’ve had since he was a pup.” Since his mother died along with his siblings. “Have you already had a look around the shelter?”

ANAIS  NEVER  REALLY  knew  what  to  do  with  herself  whenever  she  had  days  off,  and  her  wandering  for  something  relaxing  to  do  had  lead  her  to  the  waves.  Taking  in  a  deep  breath  of  the  slightly  salty  air,  she’d  arranged  a  little  cocoon  for  herself,  reading  a  new  book  she’d  been  meaning  to  for  months  until  the  first  fat  rain  drop  landed  on  the  pages.  “  Oh  shoot,  ”  she  grumbled,  standing  up  and  trying  to  shake  the  sand  out  of  her  towel,  looking  up  when  she  spotted  him  coming  out  of  the  water.  “  My  parents  would  be  so  ashamed  of  me.  They  can  smell  rain  coming  from  a  mile  away,  and  I  can’t, ”  she  laughed.  “  Do  you  want  this  towel  ?  It’s  not  as  wet  as  yours  looks.  I  have  a  dry  one  in  my  car  if  you  need  that  one  too.  ”

“I thought that was just an old wives tale?” It was, wasn’t it? “No, honestly, I’ll be fine, I mean, I planned on getting wet, so I suppose I can’t complain.” Which was true, but the rain did mean he’d still be wet when he went home, which was a bit of a pain, but he’d manage. “You should probably use that when you get back to your car. But thank you! Pity you couldn’t smell it though, you could of tossed me a warning.” Boston shrugged “You do drive right? Or do you need a lift hom eout of this?”

“No, no - plenty rewarding.” She nodded. “Unlike some schools, our coffee machine makes a decent brew.” The students were a handful, but they were worth it. Or, they would be, when they all graduated and grew up and stopped causing trouble and paid attention in class and actually did their work and answered her questions- “I love my job.” She assured him, assuring herself too in the process. It was like a mantra - a prayer not to quit. Some days were hard, other days were brilliant. And the sense of someone finally understanding something they’ve struggled with was always worth it.

“It’s okay; we saved most of it.” There were perhaps seven sheets that were going to be stained and should be handled carefully for now. “I’ll put the others under the hand dryer in the ladies in a moment.” She smiled softly. “Thank you again; it would be much worse off than this without your help.”

“Coffee is everything on a bad day!” he said and chuckled to her, smiling. It was nice to know she enjoyed her job, especially when she was taking care of and educating the children that may one day run the world.

Boston smiled and nodded to her when she mentioned putting the papers under the hand dryer. It was probably the best solution right now. “Well, while you do that, how about I get you a new coffee?” Owsla would be okay for a few minutes alone, as long as nobody came along to pet him.

Nate watched curiously as the other male whistled to the dog before he allowed him to pet the dog, which meant that the dog was highly trained, right? The brunet let the dog sniff his hand before petting him. “I call that being a good boy, right?” his last word was given to the dog, who stood still but wagged his tail as if to say that he agreed with him. Nate smiled at the owner “I’m Nate, sorry if this is a hassle, but I love dogs.” he just never had one, maybe he should get one…

“Yes. He’s a very good boy, just not to strangers.” he says with a shrug. Owsla seemed to know that he owed Boston his life, and was ready to pay that debt. Not to mention they were both kind of serious, which meant they got a long well. “You any good at training them?” he asked, his eyebrow raising. “Well, now you’re both friends, I’m sure you can pet him anytime. Just make sure he see’s you before you pet him. He doesn’t like being sneaked up on.”