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Just for dangerously avoiding questions by deep-throating pasta.
“I’m glad.” Letting out a deep breath, he leaned into my hand. “I like making you happy with stuff like that.”
So frustrating me was going to be saved for other things?
Got it.
“I’m glad.” He was ridiculously cute, and I couldn’t resist leaning over and kissing his cheek. “But let’s try answering my question again without anything in your mouth this time.”
Giving me a quiet giggle, he nodded and with a dramatic gesture, placed his hands on the table so he wouldn’t be tempted to take another bite. “I can be safe.”
I wasn’t so sure about that but I nodded anyway. Mostly because I couldn’t come up with a way to explain that I didn’t think he could swallow safely without it coming across like I was talking about a blow job or him being too dumb to chew.
So I kept my mouth shut.
Kenton didn’t seem to mind and maybe didn’t even notice, though. He was too busy taking a deep breath and treating the question so seriously it was like I’d asked him for the nuclear code secrets. He was so busy thinking, I was pretty sure the world could’ve ended around us and he wouldn’t have noticed.
“Alright, yes. Ideally, I would like a relationship where my Handler in my personal life would be with me at shoots when he could, and would do things like playdates with other pups where naughty fun was appropriate.” Kenton carefully enunciated the answer, but he kept his gaze on his plate the entire time.
“But I understand that there are a lot of Doms who are not comfortable with those preferences.” His face finally scrunched up again, but he still wasn’t looking at me. “I don’t understand why, but I realize those are hard limits for some Doms.”
Doms he’d clearly met numerous times.
“Kenton, give me an example of something I could do that you would think is cheating.” My request had him going still before he looked over at me with a confused expression. “Just humor me.”
“Okay.” He thought I was a few biscuits short of a dog treat, but he humored me. “But first, I don’t think you would cheat. You’re not the type and I’m not paranoid.”
I wasn’t sure what the last part was about, but he was helpful and elaborated.
“I dated a guy who kept thinking I was going to cheat or he was going to cheat. He wanted me to track his phone to make sure he didn’t cheat but it felt weird.” Kenton had the strangest look on his face, so I was assuming he was downplaying how odd the situation had been.
“I think he needed a Dom who just happened to be a pup. I met a few guys like that but most don’t come in and do the in-person shoots. I think they have a problem with following directions.” Shrugging, he sighed. “I’m starting to think he didn’t know Dom pups were a thing. Most people don’t seem to understand they exist and aren’t, like, kink unicorns.”
Chuckling, I nodded. “Yeah, they’re not imaginary. They just seem to like privacy more than some of the other kinds of pups, maybe?”
I thought they simply had enough sense to stay off TV and social media, but since his job probably revolved around social media, I decided it might be rude.
“Oh, I hadn’t thought of the privacy part.” Looking sweetly curious instead of worried, Kenton hummed. “Yes, that’s worth some thought.”
“What else that’s worth some thought is my answer, pup.” Frowning when he tried to give me his distracted cutie routine, I just waited until he sighed.
“Fine.” He looked adorably dramatic when he couldn’t get away with playing dumb and distracted, and it felt like he thought I was being a pain in the butt.
He didn’t safeword, though.
“The first thing that would obviously be considered cheating is feeding another pup.”
Huh?
This answer was going to be more interesting than I’d expected.
Chapter 6
Kenton
For some reason Master looked confused, so I decided to treat the silly conversation very seriously since that seemed to be what the game called for. “As you know, pup and Handler time is very intimate, but some of that is very practical. Like tail insertion. It’s just something that happens. But other things are intimate and personal.”
Finally nodding along, Master smiled. “Yes, practical intimate versus personal intimate. I’m starting to understand.”
