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“What?” Kipp asks, tone worried.
I shake my head. “Nothing. It’s just… That involves a level of consensual non-consent we haven’t talked about. And you’d really trust me to do that?”
“Why not?” he says, like it’s that simple to him. “It sounds hot, and of course I trust you, Teddy. If I wasn’t into it, you’d know, and you’d stop. I already told you that you have blanket permission to touch me whenever you want.”
I pull in a centering breath.
“Is the idea upsetting to you?” Kipp asks.
I meet his gaze. “No,” I say, voice hoarse. “It’s just…” You’re fucking perfect and mine, and don’t you see that? You were made for me, and I won’t ever abuse your trust? If you want me to fuck you awake, I’ll make it so good, you won’t ever come without my name on your lips again? “It’s just… I don’t think you know how rare you are, Kipp. Thank you for having that sort of trust in me.”
His huff of laughter is small and light, his cheeks turning a beautiful rosy pink. “You wouldn’t hurt me, Teddy.”
No, I wouldn’t. Not ever.
“We can discuss that sometime,” I agree. “But just to be clear, I have no interest in the sort of consensual non-con that would involve you struggling or telling me no and me ignoring it. I don’t ever want to feel like I’m harming you, even with a safeword in place.”
The smile Kipp gives me is so sweet my heart hammers anew. “That’s good, Teddy, because I don’t want that, either. You told me you want to make me feel good, remember? I certainly do. You’d never force me, and I don’t want to play at that either. I like what we have. I like…” He clears his throat, that color on his cheeks not yet fading. “I like being your doll. I like the way you make me feel safe. And I want you to feel safe with me, too. I won’t ever ask you to do something you’re uncomfortable with, okay?”
“Yeah,” I say roughly.
“So we’re agreed,” he says, going back to his pancakes. “No means no. Stop means stop. And that goes both ways.” He hums around his bite of food, holding up a finger. “Plus bananas. That’s a big freaking nuh-uh. ’Cause seriously, fuck those fuckers.”
I snort. “Any other food aversions I should be aware of?”
Kipp turns to me slowly, expression dead serious when he says, “Shrimp.”
I do my best not to laugh. “Right. Can’t forget the shrimp.”
“Never again,” he mutters, snapping off a piece of bacon in his mouth. “Hey, I didn’t miss the show, did I?”
“The show?”
He waves toward my workout equipment. “The show. You know, the erotic performance art you do each morning.”
“You mean exercising?” I ask with a grin.
“Call it what you will,” he replies. “But it’s fucking erotic, you can’t deny that. Did I miss it?”
“No,” I assure him, finishing my bacon. “You didn’t miss it.”
“Thank fuck,” he breathes. “Okay, you do that, I’ll watch to make sure you don’t miss any steps, and then maybe a run? And after that… I don’t know. What do you want to do today?”
My smile grows wider, Kipp’s assumption that we’ll spend our Saturday together warming me through. “Anything, Kipp.”
Anything if it’s with you.
“Theodore.”
I sigh.
I should’ve known I couldn’t outrun this forever. I’ve been lucky to escape his wrath up until this point. Yet with one word, I know I’m not getting out of it this time. The firing squad awaits, ammo loaded.
Time to face my fate.
Alex clears his throat. Loudly. “Theodore.”
“Hey, Alex.”
