Neil was never the aggressor when they did anything together, always waiting eagerly for Daddy’s commands. Jamie was a little rougher, and he’d found himself growing into the role of being more active between the two of them. It was so easy to step in and claim what he wanted when Neil was so sweetly submissive and Daddy was there to guide them both.
Neil was always ready for anything Jamie initiated, but somehow the two of them never did more than making out when Daddy wasn’t around. Jamie knew that Neil and Daddy had scenes without him all the time, though he was always invited. It was more that in their sparse weekend time—which was the busiest time for the lodge—it never quite happened.
Neil tugged at Jamie’s shirt. “Want this off,” he grunted, face buried in Jamie’s neck to nibble and kiss.
“You have to let me up then,” Jamie giggled, though it was the last thing he wanted.
“Nope.” Neil changed tactics, licking and biting his way down Jamie’s belly while pulling the shirt off over his head. He opened the zipper of Jamie’s shorts and nuzzled at the pink lace below. “God, you’re delicious.”
Jamie thrust his hips upward, wanting more. It still felt incredible every time Neil showed his desire for him.
Neil turned his head to the side, kissing along the crease of Jamie’s thigh.
“Do you want this off?”
“Yeah.” Jamie struggled to sit up. Now that he felt comfortable around Neil, he always preferred to take off his prosthetic when he didn’t need it. It was hard to do while laying down though, which is why he kept a chair by his side of the bed.
Then he flopped back down. “Do you want to take it off for me?” This, maybe even more than the invitation to move in, was a show of trust. Neil had never had a moment of hesitation over it though, either the prosthetic or the stump. He even fetched Jamie’s different prosthetics out of the closet sometimes, handling them with care but not any particular concern.
It was just… very intimate. Something vulnerable and private. It was a part of his body, and one that he had a range of feelings about, depending on the day.
Neil gave him a soft kiss just above the liner, as if recognizing how important it was.
“Sure. Just tell me what to do.”
“You’re going to press this button here and hold it… Yeah. Do you feel how the pressure just released? Now ease it off slowly. OK, now roll this down, so it’s kind of inside out.”
Neil managed everything easily, probably from watching Jamie do it so many times. He set everything against the chair, just where Jamie wanted it.
Neil returned to peel off Jamie’s shorts and panties, kissing along the inside of his thighs and making him shiver.
Jamie tugged at Neil’s shoulders until he rose. “You’re wearing too many clothes.”
Neil chuckled and started shucking off his suit and tie. Jamie started on his buttons, transforming the expensive lawyer into the sexy, naked boy he was inside. Unwrapping him slowly would have been fun, but Jamie didn’t have the patience for it now. He just needed Neil’s skin.
Neil stepped out of the last awkward pieces of clothing while Jamie watched him hungrily.
“Should we call Daddy?” Jamie asked. It was such a big moment, between Neil’s last day of work and agreeing to move in.
“Don’t want to wait,” Neil shook his head, climbing over Jamie and pressing him down into the bed. “You made me a closet.” He dropped kisses onto Jamie’s forehead, his nose, his eyes. “And if I’m moving in, I’ll have plenty of time for both of you. Daddy said we could play together?”
Jamie knew he was grinning. He could feel how wide the smile was on his face. This was what it was like to be wanted for himself. He could feel it in every look, every touch.
Jamie could feel it healing something inside of him, smoothing over those lingering fears that he was only useful to another sub as a stepping stone to his Daddy. Neil made Jamie feel like the center of the universe.
“You know we can,” Jamie reminded Neil calmly. Would this be the moment? The time they actually fucked, just the two of them? “We can whisper dirty details into Daddy’s ear later,” he added, realizing as soon as he said it that he didn’t need to, at least not to get Neil’s attention. Jamie already had it.
“Hmmm… and what dirty details would you suggest?” Neil asked, getting into the spirit of things.
It was such a welcome change seeing Neil so playful instead of exhausted. Hopefully there would be more of that. Years more. “Um… Do you top? I don’t think I ever asked.”
Neil ground into him, their cocks sliding together. They both groaned. Fuck, if Neil just wanted to do this, it would be more than enough.
“I could be persuaded. If you asked nicely.”
Jamie batted his eyes. “Pretty please? But only if you want to.”
Neil reached for the box of condoms on the side table and fished one out. They just left the box out all the time, with the way they went through them each weekend. There was a questioning look in his eyes.