sam eliot.

Blaine: Martyring myself. Right.

Blaine: Master slept with Beau, I wrongly got upset over it. That's the gist. We've been arguing over it all day, and I'm sorry he's decided to take his anger at me out on you.

Sam: That's what you did. I understand that you're upset. I asked you what happened and instead of answering, you laid in front of a punishment like it was a train. The purpose of a punishment is to teach you a lesson, and I can't teach you a lesson about something that I know nothing about. There's no purpose other than martyrdom. It doesn't make you terrible, but it's the truth. Next time, take a deep breath before you reply and try to stick to productive commentary.

Blaine: I'm a horrible submissive. As usual. I'm in the wrong. So just go ahead and punish me if you're going to, Sir.

PM: You can fuck right the hell off, that’s what the fuck you can do. 

PM: I’m sorry. I’m here, if you need me. Just say the word, I promise.

Fuck you, fuck you, and especially fuck you. Fuck this, fuck that, fuck it all. 

PM: Can I do anything? What’s wrong?

You know, it’s been a crazy year and shit… But the craziest thing is that we survived a whole year without a single Marvel movie. I can pretty much feel our taste in movies recovering, getting better by the minute. Wild, really. We should all make ourselves survival badges. Do you guys have a crazy list or that’s just me? 

That’s an observation. I wonder if next year, we’ll get two to compensate. If you talk loud enough, you might give the wrong person ideas. Can you imagine the irony of being the reason that something you dislike comes back? I don’t have a crazy list, but I have other lists. Schedules. A planner.

Thank you Sir. I can do that, I want to do that. I’m okay I guess Sir. I’m just tired. I just…Feel kind of strange, if I’m being honest. I can’t pinpoint exactly what’s wrong, I just feel….Strange. I just want to be with you. How are you feeling, Sir?

My perfect boy. Here, use this pillow for your knees. Get comfortable, then put your hands on my knees. I’ll run my fingers through your hair. Tell me more about how you feel. What do you mean by strange? I’m right here, baby. I will always be right here. We’re talking about you, sweet boy. Thank you for telling me something was wrong, you’re a good boy. I want to know when you’re sick or upset.

Blaine: Hello, Sir. How are you tonight? I'm not sure if you've reached out yet, but Master Malakai has instead instructed me to set something up as far as lunch goes. Would any time this weekend work for you?

I love you, Sir. I just…Wanted you to know. 

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I love you too, my good boy. Come kneel for me, let’s talk. How are you feeling?

Sam: Hi! I miss you. When do you want to have lunch this week?

Blaine: Good evening, Sir! I wanted to let you know that Master Malakai has agreed to let you and Grizz come over for lunch sometime this week. If you want to schedule with him, I'll make sure it's ready by the time you arrive on the day and time you choose.

Damn, it is a great day at Dalton. How’s everyone fucking doing? If you hear loud music, it’s probably just me throwing a mock claim party. Just ignore it. You’re all invited though.

Not a problem for me. ;P I’m glad to hear you’re enjoying it. I know that there was a lot of fuss from a few people the last time around. I think I’ll stay where I am, but thanks for the invite. Do you have fun plans for the holidays?

private f2f {grizzam}

Sir! I didn’t…I mean you didn’t….I’m….You’re….You claimed me, Sir. 

I can’t handle how cute you are. I did claim you, my sweet boy. And just in time to use the Winter Ball as a celebration. So that means we know where you’ll be for round two of the mock claims, and we get to talk about even more rules, your official pet name, and... you get to wear the collar I got you. I hope you like it. I hope you love it. We can get another one, if not. I want it to feel like it’s the right one to you too.

Grizz! Did you see?