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“I’m not sure that I’m ready,” Sir said with more uncertainty.
“You’ve got this,” Kit told him, his voice taking on the fatherly tone he only used with people he really liked. “I know you’ve had a lot thrown at you in the past few years, but you’ve handled it all amazingly. You can handle this, too. You’re a natural. I trust you completely, and obviously J does, too.”
Jamie felt their eyes on him again, so he tightened up his pose. He didn’t know what was going on with his Sir, but he wanted to please him and be perfect for him.
That was something else that was new to Jamie. Usually, he played for his own benefit, for what it gave him. But now, he wanted to please his dom for Sir’s sake as much as for his own, and he liked it. So much.
“Alright,” Sir said, taking a deep breath. “If you trust me, then I need to trust myself.”
There was so much more to those words than just the surface, Jamie could tell. They left him buzzing with excitement as, by the sound of things, Kit and Sir embraced before Kit headed for the door.
“If there’s anything you truly feel like you need, give me a call,” Kit said. “And now, I’m going to head back to the house to see who up there is desperate to be flogged and fucked this weekend.”
He laughed as he opened the door and headed out of the cottage. The brief gust of outside air and the feeling that anyone passing the cottage at that moment might see him bent over with his arse in the air had Jamie’s pulse racing.
And then the door shut, and it was just him and his Sir, alone together for the first time.
FOUR
Being left alonewith the responsibility for someone in a vulnerable position was not actually a new feeling for Aled. It had been his life for the past five years. He had to hand it to Kit; leaving him with Jamie was exactly the push he needed to stop second-guessing himself and to start having fun.
“I guess it’s just you and me now,” he said, walking slowly back to where Jamie was still posed over the bed.
“Yes, Sir,” Jamie answered, maintaining his pose perfectly, even though it must have been starting to ache at that point.
Part of Aled wanted to release Jamie from the pose and to make him more comfortable. That wouldn’t get anyone off, though, and releasing him so soon after Kit had left would probably take away from his dominance.
Besides, Jamie was just so beautiful stretched out the way he was. The human body was a magnificent thing, and most people didn’t appreciate the things it was capable of. It was so strong and flexible in some cases, and so fragile and breakable in others.
Aled sucked in a breath and pushed away the constant whisper of his past, pushed away everything about himself that wasn’t ready for that weekend and that moment. He moved to stand directly behind Jamie and spread his hand across Jamie’s back, splaying his fingers.
He felt the shift and strain of Jamie’s muscles and lungs as he drew in a sharp breath, then let it out, along with some tension. Jamie’s skin was warm and soft, but hid just the right amount of muscle underneath. Aled didn’t think Jamie went to the gym much—he didn’t have that sort of physique—but he imagined that his sub for the moment got some exercise and ate well to stay in shape.
He pushed his hand up to grip the back of Jamie’s neck in a hold that could easily turn fierce and possessive. The shift in tension and relaxation as Jamie accepted the controlling touch was heady. Aled wasn’t completely inexperienced at domming, but he’d always had a guiding hand in the form of Kit or one of the other doms Kit had introduced him to while he’d found his way with subs. This was his first solo flight, and he was free to take what he wanted without worrying about anyone except for Jamie.
And as he was discovering, he wanted a lot.
“Kit said you were an experienced sub, and I have to say, I’m impressed with the strength in your pose and your openness already,” he said, stroking his hand down Jamie’s spine and watching as Jamie’s muscles rippled in response.
“Thank you, Sir,” Jamie said, a touch of strain in his voice.
Aled wondered if that was because the pose was getting difficult or whether he was turned on by their interaction. It was probably a little of both.
He continued to learn Jamie’s body with his hands, sweeping them around the perfect mounds of his arse and over his inner thighs. Jamie had nerves of steel to just rest there, letting him touch and feel, especially when Aled cupped his balls again and gave them another squeeze.
“How long have you been subbing?” he asked, as if they were standing around at a cocktail party.
“About twenty years, Sir,” Jamie answered.
Aled’s brow flew up. Jamie was either older than he looked or had started in the scene when he was very young.
“Twenty years?” he asked, reaching farther to stroke Jamie’s still-hard cock and wetting his fingers with Jamie’s precum.
“I had my first experience as a sub, my first sexual experience altogether, when I was sixteen,” he answered. His voice changed slightly, telling Aled that they were temporarily outside the boundaries of play, even though Aled still had his hand on his balls. “Don’t worry, my boyfriend at the time was also sixteen. We were just playing around and one thing led to another.” He paused slightly, then said, “I liked it. I’ve been bottoming and subbing ever since.” Again, he paused, then said, “Sir.”
Aled grinned. They were back in the scene again, which meant he was back in control. It was funny how things had switched for just a moment, like the wall between playing and just talking to get to know each other was thin and permeable.
“Don’t think that just because I’m new to the scene it means I’m not in charge,” he said, stroking his hands around Jamie’s arse again.
