PM: Yeah, yeah. I’ve behaved myself, more or less. Jeez, your cooking is that bad, huh? You could’ve asked me. My main domestic thing is cooking.

PRIVATE:

More or less? That doesn’t sound the most convincing. I have many talents in life but cooking is not one of them. I can admit that I have this one flaw. Had I known that, I would have. I can never have too many people to call on.

Kurt shifted on his seat a little, uncrossing his legs and keep his knees tight together with his hands holding them together. He could tell the man was studying him in a way, which basically was the main idea of their meeting that day, but still, it wasn’t easy to be sitting in front of a man like Manny, and be, well, not affected by that. When he asked him that question, something in him almost made him say something like ‘oh, nothing that matters, sir’, but on the other hand, he could recognize an order when he heard one.  It was the kind of thing that never failed to send a shiver up his spine. “I was looking at you, sir. Seeing how strong you are, just sitting there. And I had this visual, this image of how much bigger you would look if I were to kneel before you and looked up at you from my spot. And I thinking I would love that view.” It was official. He could feel the heat pooling under his cheeks, and he knew without a doubt the Dom could see it as well.

Manny had planned this night the moment he had gotten the list from Riley and heard it was her birthday. He knew she didn’t have any of siblings around and he would feel bad if she had to spend her birthday alone. So his plan was to make sure she didn’t feel alone. It was after dinner and Manny had already instructed Riley to strip out of her clothes and kneel on his bedroom floor. He grabbed the collar from off of his nightstand and walked behind her. “Lift your hair.” He wrapped the satin lined leather around her neck. “This is a play collar. We’ve done enough scenes together but I wanted something that would be a tangible sign of the beginning and end of our scenes. It can always be used as a sign to let me know that would like a scene without having to say it to me.” His hand gripped her neck just above the dark purple leather, squeezing gently. “Now since it’s your birthday, I’d figured that I would be generous but in my own way.” His lips dragged along the shell of her ear before he used his grip on her neck to pull her to her feet and toss her on the bed. “What’s your safeword, little one?”

VAL: This kind of sounds like trouble but what's up?

MANNY: I am offended.

It was literally impossible for Kurt to hear the Dominant naming all the things he liked to do the most and not to see himself doing all those things to him, as much as it was also impossible not to let his eyes wander down the man’s frame, which even while sitting down, it was very impressive. Obviously, he figured the view from below, with him on his knees looking up to the other man would be even better. “That’s- ahem…” He cleared his throat and turned his head slightly to the side, hating the fact he could feel the heat climbing up his neck. “I love doing all those things to, sir” he said at first, then bit his lip down slightly and looked at him again. “- if you ask me to do them to you.”

Any time I want to laugh, I just think about the time I replaced all of my sister's dolls' heads with transformer heads.

Shibari or predicament

You would think I would say something like Mexico is the summer but a gloomy day in Seattle or somewhere else in the Northwest.

The 90's seemed like a wild time and I would've loved to be old enough to experience it.

It sounds crazy but I've never received a gift I didn't like.

PRIVATE:

Pasta salad sounds good to me. Why don’t you make something I can have leftovers for on Sunday.

Kurt snapped back from his brief lustful thought when Manny asked him that, and he immediately sat back up straight and shook his head. “Oh, no. That’s not what I meant, sir! At all-” He took a short breather to calm himself down, hoping the Dom wasn’t displeased with what he had said. “I never fail in giving person what they want. It’s what drives me, it’s something I crave to do.” He shrugged his shoulder slightly. “Alas, it’s not something I’ve done that much since I got back here. But I can be patient.” He licked his lips. “Orgasm control. yes. That’s definitely on my top three.” He looked at him curiously. “What about your own list, sir? May I ask what’s in it?”

PRIVATE:

Before I agree, what would you make?