Page 59 of Whirlwind

On the other hand, Master Eric said he would worry about everything. If he didn’t like it, it would be his responsibility to tell Micah to stop.

He nuzzled in, breathing in the warm scent of sweat, sex, and Master Eric. Gentle fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer.

He gave into the nuzzling, exploring with his cheek and nose and forehead. Master Eric was bony in places, muscular in others. Coarse hair sprung from his armpits where his scent was stronger.

“Good boy,” he murmured. And oddly enough, after all the intensity and vulnerability of what had gone before, Micah found himself blushing. He liked being Master Eric’s good boy. It filled him up somewhere inside.

Then he just… rested. Exactly like Master Eric told him to. It was calm and quiet. His body was utterly drained, but that made the comfort of those strong arms even sweeter.

“Micah? Are you ready to talk now?”

“Yes…” he drew out the word, leaving off the honorific. He didn’t want to talk. And he didn’t want to be Micah again instead of sweet boy.

“Can you tell me what’s going on in that gorgeous head of yours?”

Micah looked away. Then he looked back. “It’s just… I mean… what happens now?”

“Well…” Master Eric drawled. “I was thinking that I could buy you another lemonade, since you enjoyed the last one.”

That was so sweet. Maybe this wasn’t over.

“And then, if you like, you could meet some of my friends when, you know, we’re not in a scene.” Micah’s heart leapt. Master Eric wanted to introduce him to his friends?

It might be embarrassing to meet them after they’d fucked him, but he also liked the idea of getting to know people who were important to Eric.

“Or, if you’d rather, we could just chat for a while. I enjoyed talking with you before. No pressure, of course.”

Was Master Eric nervous? It sounded almost like he was afraid of being turned down. Which was laughable, since Micah wasn’t exactly a catch. He must have been imagining it.

“I’d like that,” he offered, “Sir.”

Master Eric’s smiled when he heard the honorific, but then his brows furrowed. When had the confident Dom become so worried? “Um, you’d like which one, sweet boy?”

Oh, and now he was back to being sweet boy. Outside of the scene!

“You should choose. I’d, um, like to get to know you, too. And I’d like to get to know your friends.” Because that would help me get to know you, too. And I want to mean enough to you that I know your friends. God, he wanted to be that important to this Dom.

Master Eric beamed down at him. “In that case… would you maybe like to meet up with my friends at Whirlwind next week? It’s a bar around the corner. They have a great trivia night.”

“I… yes! I’d love that. And I’m pretty good at trivia, myself.”

That got a rich chuckle from Master Eric. It was nice to see his lighter side, too. Hopefully it would be a little glimpse of what he was like as a boyfriend, not just a Dom.

“I would expect nothing less. For now, let’s go get that lemonade. My sweet boy deserves a reward.”

Micah grinned back. “Yes, Sir!”

Screw the lemonade, he thought, you’re my reward.