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“Patience,” he intoned.
“Hard pass. What’s your proposal?”
“We wait to finish our checklist items until next weekend.”
There was a long pause. “You want to be done for now?”
“Yes.”
“Okay. Is it because you don’t want to do the last scene?”
“If I’m being honest, I am worried that consensual non-consent will break what we have.”
There was a long pause. “And what do we have?” she asked, so softly he almost couldn’t hear the question.
“I don’t know. Like I said, I’ve never had a dynamic like this before, but it’s something that I think is worth further exploration.”
Josslyn pressed her forehead into his chest and her shoulders heaved.
“Hey, hey, baby.” He pulled her up, tucking her head against his neck. “Talk to me.”
She cried, tucked against him, and he felt helpless as he stroked her back. If she’d been crying during a scene, or even in aftercare, he would have known what to do, but he felt helpless and clumsy. Finally, she took several steadying breaths and sat up.
Her smile was watery, but seeing it eased something inside him.
“I’m so happy you said that,” Josslyn said. “I thought it was just me, and I swore to myself I wouldn’t say anything, because if you didn’t feel the same way, it would just be so damned pathetic.”
“I promise you I’ve never experienced this before. I know I’m the one who pointed out it’s been only one day, but it feels like more. We have…chemistry.” He felt a little silly saying it. “Before now, before I met you, I found that concept rather ridiculous.”
“Chemistry. Yes.” She was smiling, though her cheeks were still wet. The grin faded. “I thought that maybe other subs manage to feel this way, and have this connection, with every partner. I was feeling stupid again, thinking here I am, years into exploring my own submission and kinks, and I only now manage to find someone I feel this way with.”
“Maybe they do. Maybe everyone else, tops and bottoms, feels like this all the time and they’ve been keeping it a secret from us.”
“Gatekeeping assholes.” Josslyn raised her fist, shaking it at the sky.
Ilias cracked up, wrapping his arm around her to pull her back against his chest.
When his amusement finally died down, he went back to massaging her scalp.
“It’s too late to drive home,” she said softly. “But tomorrow.”
“I’m not suggesting that we cut the weekend short. I’m saying tomorrow we watch, but don’t play ourselves.”
“There is some seriously good people and kink watching available at the moment.”
“I know something you don’t,” he teased.
“Oh? Club gossip? Do tell. Actually, wait, Peter, Master Giese, isn’t he the one…”
“Yes.”
“And the woman who was his sub, that’s her?”
“Yep.”
“Oh, that is drama.”
“Actually, that relates to what I was going to say.”
