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“The friend I’d like you to meet just arrived,” Kit went on as they reached the hall.
Aled’s gut instantly squeezed. “The sub you think I should play with?”
Kit paused and turned to him. “You don’t need to worry,” he said in his authoritative voice. “He’s an experienced sub. Very experienced. He’ll know how to guide you without trying to top from the bottom. I think the two of you will get along splendidly. He’s incredibly easy-going, and even if you do make mistakes, which you won’t, I know he’ll forgive you for them.”
“Are you sure he wants to play with a baby dom like me?” Aled asked, rubbing his arm absently.
Kit laughed again. “You’re hardly a baby, Aled. And you’re ready. You’ve been ready for a while, but taking that first leap into playing in a setting like this is a big thing. I know my friend won’t mind if I’m there the whole time to supervise, but I’ll leave as soon as I’ve seen the two of you have found your rhythm.”
Aled nodded, then took a deep breath. “Alright. I’m ready. And despite my nerves, I actually am looking forward to this.”
“Of course you are,” Kit said, thumping his back and moving them forward again. “It means you get to fuck a gorgeous, older man who has an arse to die for.”
Aled smiled at that, shaking his head a little over how surreal the moment felt.
His smile dropped as they crossed the front hall and stepped into a side parlor. There were a few men in the parlor, but the ones who immediately caught his attention were the two who stood toe-to-toe by one of the settees. One was a thick-set man who looked to be in his late-thirties with patrician features, but an expression that he’d seen on any number of football hooligans. He had “dom” written all over him, but Aled disliked him in an instant.
The other was the one who caught his attention. He was just a hair shorter than average and slender, but what he lacked in size he made up for in the most delicious cheekbones and beautiful, full lips. He wore glasses and had soft, brown hair that was just a little longer than Aled usually liked. Aled immediately wanted to strip the man out of his dull clothes and see what wonders lay beneath.
The man radiated sub, but the way he glared at the annoying dom spoke of an inner strength. It was just enough of a contradiction that Aled felt drawn to him.
And then the man turned and met his eyes, and a surge of pure lust pulsed through Aled.
“Bloody hell,” Kit growled, stepping forward with his shoulders squared and his chin tilted up slightly. “What are you doing here, Ronny?”
The annoying dom stepped away from the gorgeous sub and narrowed his eyes at Kit. “The same thing as you and everyone else,” he answered. Aled hated his shrill, posh voice as well. “Looking for a weekend play partner.”
“Well, you’re not going to find one here,” Kit said, stepping as close to Ronny the annoying dom as Ronny had been to the gorgeous sub moments before. “Bugger off.”
“How dare you speak to me like that?” Ronny balked.
“Because I know you, that’s how,” Kit said. “Are we going to have a problem or are you going to find someone else to bother?”
Aled had to admit, he was impressed by Kit’s no nonsense approach to getting rid of Ronny. Especially since the sub clearly wanted nothing to do with him. The man stepped closer to Aled, almost as if subconsciously. It gave Aled a moment to study him without looking like he was studying him. The sub was graceful as well as attractive.
“I’m going,” Ronny said, pulling Aled’s attention back to the scene. “But I’ll be lodging a complaint with The Brotherhood about this.”
“You do that,” Kit said, then turned dismissively away from him.
Aled’s mouth twitched into a grin as Ronny skulked away. It might have been petty of him, but he felt as though the man deserved what he got.
“There,” Kit said, taking charge of the situation again. “That’s taken care of. Now we can get on with proper introductions.”
“Can we?” Aled asked. “I thought the rules of the weekend were that there would be no introductions.”
Both Kit and the gorgeous sub looked a tad amused.
“Although, if you don’t want to abide by those rules, I would be alright with that,” Aled rushed to correct himself.
He then snapped straighter, reminding himself that doms were confident and in charge so that the enticing sub wouldn’t think he was useless and refuse to play with him.
“You can call me J,” the sub said, turning to Aled.
J as in short for Jamie, Aled thought to himself. Kit had slipped up and revealed the sub’s name. Aled would respect the man’s privacy and not let on that he’d heard, though.
“You can call me—”
“Sir,” Kit interrupted, entirely too amused for the situation. “J here will call you Sir, if that’s alright with you,” he added in a lower voice, like they were all getting squared away with formalities before anything got started.
