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“We can do it in here. Just promise me one thing.”
“What?”
“Whatever happens, whatever gets said or done in the heat of the moment, you won’t hold it against me.”
Something in Nathan’s expression flashes. “You mean if you admit to still loving me, don’t bring it up later?”
Carter looks away. “Yes.”
“Only if you promise me the same.”
“Sure.” Carter laughs humorlessly.God, they’re so fucked up.“I promise.”
“I’m going to spank you," Nathan says softly, hating that tiny spark inside of himself that’s excited for this. Carter is bent over his desk, left cheek pressed against the surface, his ass already offered up, naked and waiting. "First with my hand. Then with my belt."
Carter’s hands curl up against the wood. Nathan aches to pull him close for a hug. "Do you remember the safe word we used before?"
“Red,” Carter whispers, his gaze locked on the opposite wall.
“I expect you to use it. For anything, Carter. Even the sex." The boy flinches. He closes his eyes. "Understood, Carter?"
“Slave,” Carter whispers, his eyes remaining tightly shut. "Or - or pet. Not Carter. Not right now. Please."
Nathan nods, understanding. It's why he hates to be called Travis when he's immersing himself in this world. He needs the separation. Now, so does Carter. He can respect that. It breaks his fucking heart that this is something Carter needs to separate from, but he can respect it all the same. "Understood then, pet?"
“Yes, sir.”
Nathan hates how his cock responds to those two words. He hates how hisheartdoes.
It’s as easy as breathing to let his mind slip into the role he needs to play. It's a goddamn relief, really. "Are you going to be a good boy and take your punishment?"
Carter's cheeks turn pink. "Yes, sir."
"I'm going to teach you a lesson today, then."
"A lesson?" he asks wearily, his big blue eyes peering up at Nathan in a trusting curiosity. All it takes is that single look for Nathan to know that Carter has allowed himself to sink into his own mindset for this too. He can't decide if it makes him feel better or worse. He was being honest when he told the boy he didn't want to teach him how to divide himself like this, but Carter was right that it makes Nathan's job easier in a way.
"There's a very big difference between spanking for punishment and spanking for pleasure." Nathan steps forward, reaching out to cup Carter's cheek. The boy lifts up on his elbows and nuzzles his palm like he used to. It makes Nathan's knees feel weak. "Tonight, I'm going to show you how good it can feel."
To say Carter looks skeptical would be an understatement. “Spanking can feel good?”
“Very good. Lay back down. I’ll show you.”
Carter shivers. “Yes, sir.”
Nathan watches the boy move, studying him. He's not as relaxed as he's pretending to be, but his body isn't doing that trembling thing it does when he's really upset either. Nathan will have to keep an eye out, though. He wouldn't be surprised if Carter was too stubborn to use the safe word tonight after Nathan said those cruel things to him earlier about asking for this.
He wants to do everything he can to make this experience good for Carter. He also needs to make this look like it’s not consensual, just in case someone grows the balls enough to walk in on them. A few toys and some rope should be enough for both. When Carter sees him pull them from his desk drawer along with some lube, his eyes narrow. “Have those always been there?”
“Yes.”
“You’ve never used them on me.”
Nathan shrugs, not meeting the boy’s accusing stare. “We used some things from that drawer when Henley was in here.”
The air grows heavy between them. Then Carter says, very softly, “Oh. Right.”
Not knowing what to say, Nathan just orders, “Stand. Put your hands behind your back.”
