everyone talks a lot about taking care of subs, making sure we’re warm, hydrated, comfortable, held. always checking in. staying present.
but nobody talks enough about the doms who immediately starts asking “are you okay? do you feel alright?” before they’ve even checked in with themselves..the ones still running on adrenaline. carrying the weight of every decision they’ve made, every boundary they navigated. every moment of trust that was handed to them.
the one who insists they’re fine..
and maybe, they are.
hold them anyway. bring them water anyway. run your fingers through their hair and kiss their forehead and tell them they did so well anyway.
because sometimes, the people who spend all that time in control need somewhere to put it down.
and maybe they’ll laugh, roll their eyes..and say they don’t need aftercare. like it would be ridiculous for you to even suggest it.
maybe they’ll try and make it about you again. redirection and deflection is easier isn’t it?
but darling, i’m begging. learn the shape of their exhaustion. learn the way their shoulders finally drop, just a fraction when someone else handles things for a little while.
learn how to coax them into resting.
there’s something so special about a person who has been trusted with your vulnerability, and in return, entrusted you with their own.
not because they’re a dom.
because they’re human.
because they gave so much of themselves to hold you safely.
and because even the steadiest of hands deserve to be held.
