#helloxdesire

“Are you keeping me a secret?” his little voice spoke, as though he was hurting over the thought. Kylar knew he couldn’t lie, not now. So he spoke the simple, “Yes. I am.”

“Jonah!” he called out when he arrived home, voice light and chipper as he walked through the hall without taking off his jacket or shoes. When he spotted the boy crawling towards him, he urged him to his feet with a grin. “I have a surprise for you, darling boy,” he smiled, “Now pack a few things and we can leave. We won’t be back for a while.”

Kendric was nervous, more than slightly, knowing that Jeremy deserved a good Dominant. Since they’d both admitted they were into Dom/sub dynamics, he wanted to prove he was worthy of the role. Dating was easy compared to the trust they’d need to have effective scenes. So tonight, it was going to happen... maybe. They had to talk it all out first, so he made the other dinner and invited him over to figure things out. “Good?” he asked, scooting his chair closer to Jeremy as they ate, eager to get to the next step. “Um, so... how submissive are you exactly? Like, if I wanted you to suck me off in public, would you?” He knew he was stumbling over his words, but fuck, he wanted to have him on his knees for him already. He was stunning and all those little things that only increased a desire to have him. “What are things you like to do in the bedroom? What are your fantasies?”

Judas had wanted to see his boy all day, after too many meetings and unpleasant clients, he was eager for it. He returned home to find food already cooking in the oven and it brought a smile to his face. He greeted Jonah with a kiss to his cheek and then went to straight to his office, having to finish up a briefing before a meeting the next day. When he spotted Jonah in the doorway, he smiled at him and beckoned the submissive closer. “How was your day?” he asked, pushing the work aside to focus on the other male.

He’d been in the need for one when Henry had stumbled upon him at a club and Percy had warmed to him immediately. He was so desperate for love that it was an easy catch, not like his last submissive that had escaped him. “Now, now, are we ready for a fun night?” he asked him, a dark chuckle escaping his lips, “I think you’ll remember your rules exactly after this.”

Once in his playroom, where he had various elements and toys at his whims, he brought the submissive boy to the cage, he’d strung him up by his collar and cuffs to the top and legs spread wide and obscenely against the bottom rung. With his ass pressed firmly against the cold metal holes, he’d placed a stretcher in his hole. Every half hour, he’d open him further, a centimeter at a time, until he was ready for the plug that Dax had for him. He didn’t speak, but brushed his hair away when it seemed too much, shushed him when he began to whine, but knew he’d begin to enjoy this soon enough.

Judas knew that things had been rough lately. Him working too many hours and short with the other male, one he cared for desperately. He got home after another night of late hours to find a cold dinner on the table. He’d missed it without realizing the late hour until it was long past time to go home. “Jonah?” he called out, not seeing his submissive right away and that worried him. He found him in the living room, the area dark despite the nighttime and he knew he’d screwed up... again. “Hey,” he said softly, looking for the other to embrace him like he usually would, “Sorry I’m late.”