& they call him Son of the Morning

You look your best no matter what you wear.

You fucking mush.

You know how to woo me, sunshine. I don’t know if I like this questioning tone. A man is entitled to bedazzle banana hammocks in his free time if he wants.

Well I just kinda fucking need to know right?  Sounds like you got experience and I wanna look my best on those white sandy beaches...

Because you’ve never told me I can stay whenever the fuck I want. No, we’ll have to bedazzle it for that. You need some bling to really make it eye-catching.

Guess what the fuck happened.  Felix... do you have a bedazzler?  Do you have experience in decorating banana hammocks?

I’ll spend the night in your dungeon any day, sunshine. How European of you. I think a lime green one would really bring out the size of your dick.

Then why don’t you stay whenever the fuck you want.  But would that also show the outline of my dick?  This is Carnival, I’ve gotta go all fucking out.

Unless you want me to spend the night in the dungeons I suggest you get your ass over here and come get me. No, smartass. Of course you’re rooming with me.

I’ll fucking come get you then and you spend the night here?  In my dungeon?  Good, I’m seeing if I can get some of those fucking banana hammock thongs for the trip.

I can do them better. Yeah, I really fucking do.

Alright, get your ass over here.  And do I need to fucking ask about Rio?

Yep. All alone with no one to stroke your ego or sing to you.

I can do both.  You wanna fucking sing to me?

Maybe.. I’m feeling particularly mushy right now.

Good thing I’m in the safety of my room.

I’m crazy about you is what I am.

I have a feeling I’d be unsafe if I was with you right now.

You’re a cocky shit.

I have reason to be... I put that fucking gleam in your eye and that extra kick in your damn step.  You’re happy.

Life is pretty awesome right now.

You’re welcome.

@rustkane

“Oh if we have to.” The submissive smirked, touching his forehead to Rusts’s before pulling away and walking into the dominant’s room. Now came the scary part. Telling Rust about his past and all the baggage that came along with it. He reached for the taller male’s hand and walked them to the bed, sitting on the edge. “You know how much I like you. I pretty much tell you almost every time I see you,” he smiled. “I wanna be with you. I want to make you happy, but I need to tell you a few things about me because I want to be honest with you and I don’t want you to regret going into a relationship with someone with the kind of past I have.” He kept his fingers locked with Rust’s, taking comfort in the warmth they were sharing. “I was in love with another submissive, Carson. He’s actually Dr Stroud’s little brother. Anyways, he and I were inseparable. He was my first and only love. My dad wasn’t happy about that. He wanted to see me with a female dominant so the Princeton name could be carried on. Being me, I ignored his wishes and stayed with Carson. This pissed him even more. He sent men here as participants to keep an eye on me and when he wasn’t getting his way, my dad had those men beat the shit out of me. It was bad, really bad. I had to be sent back to the states for some of my injuries and when I got to the airport, my dad was waiting in the parking lot and basically took me. He..he sold me to an illegal sex slave trader.” Felix swallowed hard and shook away the painful memories trying to worm their way back into his head. “I was a sex slave for a year before the guy who owned me was busted. It was the worst time of my life. I lost everything after that. Carson, my friends, my wealth, my happiness, everything. I came back  to Orenda in the hopes that Carson would be here too, but he had already left with his dominant. The one thing I clung to to that kept me alive was gone and I don’t know if I’ll ever see him again.” Felix blinked a few times before clearing his throat. “Doms have come and gone in my life since I’ve been back and liking you scared the hell outta me because I worried you’re going to leave me behind one day too. I can’t help how I feel about you though. My mind is telling me to stay away before I end up hurt,” he reached out to trace the back his knuckles along the dominant’s cheek. “But my heart won’t stop pulling towards you.”

“That’s a lot of shit for one person to go through and I don’t have a fucking clue what to say... I know there’s nothing to be fucking said that can make it better or change how you feel over what happened.”  He gave Felix’s hand a squeeze.  “I don’t care about your past that much... mostly that you’re over your ex.  I care about your present and your future because that’s what I’m apart of, I don’t fucking mean that shit selfishly, just that... our history is well, history.” Rust looked away.  “My da-Alan is a sex crimes detective, has been since I was a kid, since before my mom and... I don’t fucking know... are you alright?”  His gaze turned back to the submissive.  “Can I make your father pay for what he fucking did to you?”  Rust rubbed Felix’s back one more time before standing up to lean against the wall opposite of the musician.  “You and I both want to pull away from something before getting fucking hurt.  I can’t promise that I won’t hurt you, Felix.  I’m a fuck up, I have been since I lost... I can promise that I won’t leave you.  I’ve never had a real connection with anyone besides... and no matter how fucking hard this shit all is for me at times, I’m not walking away from it.  I have a shit ton of baggage too, some of it you know, some you likely filled in the blanks but you take me as-is and I’ll do the same...”

@rustkane

Pulling away just enough to speak, “We should do that talk thing first.  Go on in.”