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There was a war waging inside of Will, he'd seen it the moment the man stepped over the threshold of the club. Each step was a fight.What happened to you, Will?He didn’t wait to see what Will would do. The man was intrigued. Robert saw it in Will’s eyes the minute he stepped up to the bar.
“So,” Will mumbled, joining him.
A triumphant grin spread across Robert's lips. Whether he realized it or not, Will had taken the first step on his own. Acknowledging the part of him that might be interested in what Robert could offer him. The delicate dance they were about to perform had to be done at the right tempo, with the right amount of guiding, or else everything would fall apart. For now, Robert didn't want to piss Will off. Although...Nope, keep your dick out of this conversation.Later, Robert would get under Will’s skin. There was something about angry sex or hate sex that made the experience so much better. They’d both appreciate the session for sure, but right now they needed to have an open and frank conversation about what they were looking for and what they wanted out of a relationship.
Robert never played with a sub, no matter how much his dick ached, until they spoke, and his sub understood what his expectations were. Of course, he was assuming a lot when it came to Will. For all he knew, the man would tuck tail and run, because he didn't want to have anything to do with the lifestyle.
Either way, negotiations were always a gamble.
Robert wouldn’t chase Will, it wasn’t how he was. Though the building tension between them could potentially be explosive, none of it mattered unless Will said yes. Fuck, he hoped Will said yes. The anticipation running through his veins made him twitchy. He hadn’t felt this on edge in a long time. Even the man’s bratty side made his dick hard and ready. Robert didn’t even like brats. However, for Will, he’d make the exception.
He lived for the challenge.
They entered the semi-private area, and Robert went to the small alcove where two lone chairs were. They were far enough away from the play area to not be distracted, but still close enough to hear the cries of pain and ecstasy from the submissives playing with their Doms. The area also offered them the illusion of discretion for their conversation. Not that he cared what others thought about him or how he liked to play. Will, on the other hand, might. Though Robert could be an asshole at times and a very demanding Master, he was protective of his submissives.
Robert gestured to the empty chair for Will before he took his seat. They were close but not intimately close. When they were situated, Robert handed Will one of the bottles of water then twisted the top off his. Robert took a sip then placed the bottle along with the cap onto the table next to them.
Will followed suit before crossing his legs and placing his hands on his knees. The gesture was prim, almost too proper. Robert's dick throbbed in excitement. He wanted to sully this elegant boy. Then, he saw it—the tremble in Will's hands. A thrill shot through Robert and it took every bit of his willpower to stay seated and not pounce. He was going to enjoy breaking down every wall Will built around himself. Because he knew once every inch of his boy was exposed, they'd fly together.
“So, let’s converse,” Will said, lifting his chin.
Robert chose to ignore the slightly condescending tone in Will’s voice. He was trying to maintain control, not understanding he’d already lost it.He’ll figure it out soon enough.He also had to remind himself, Will wasn’t his sub—yet. So, he said nothing. Choosing to wait the other man out until Will began to squirm. Robert got off on making things uncomfortable. He loved watching the display of emotions filter through a subs eyes then their features until their control was threadbare and they were at the point of submitting fully or running away. Then he’d seize the moment.
Will shifted in his seat. His cheeks were pink and the pulse at his neck fluttered. His amber eyes were a bit glassy and his pupils were large, not blown. He licked his bottom lip, flicking his gaze toward the exit before meeting Robert’s eyes once more.Gotcha.
"Yes, let's." He took another sip of his water. "It's obvious you've dabbled. If I pushed, I'm sure you'd remember all the protocols of being a Master’s sub, but something happened and you ran as far away as possible.”
Will gasped. “H-How—” His mouth opened and closed as he sputtered. Robert held up his hand, stopping whatever the man might say.
“Let’s get one thing clear. It wasn’t you. It was the Dom you played with. They didn’t know what you needed.” It was an educated guess. Sometimes, Doms let subs go without asking important questions after a session. Either Will received exactly what he needed and couldn’t process what happened or the Dom and sub weren’t compatible. Robert believed it was the latter not the former.
Will quirked a brow and Robert filled the thought away. Though he'd made Will stumble, the sassy man was back in control, and fuck, he couldn't wait to see what Will had to say. "And you do?"
Robert rubbed at his upper lip to hide his smirk. “We’re sitting here talking, aren’t we?”
Will caught and held Robert's gaze. He liked it. It showed the right amount of confidence and defiance before he slid his gaze to the floor. "What can you offer, others couldn’t?”
Everything. Of course, Robert didn’t say as much out loud. Instead, he studied Will. The man had such an iron grip on his control, Robert wondered how long it’d been since Will let go and had fun and the night club didn’t count. There was more to Will than even Robert could begin to understand, but he hoped in time, Will would unburden himself.
“I’ll sort you out,” Robert promised.
Will barked out a laugh. "Do you have any clue how that makes you sound?"
Robert shrugged. “Cocky?”
Will snorted. “That’s an understatement.”
“Maybe. But you like it.” Robert shrugged. “Bet your dick is rock hard.”
Will didn’t deny anything Robert said.
“I’ve made no promises either way. We’re two men having a civil conversation,” Will’s haughty tone gripped Robert by the balls.
Robert smiled. “If by a civil conversation you mean how I plan to fuck you, I guess you’re correct.” He watched Will for another beat, then pressed on. “Okay to continue?”
"Yes," Will snarked, rolling his eyes.
“I don’t mind you being bratty, Will.” Bratty subs could be demanding and impertinent, causing more issues than not, but Will was different. “I enjoy your pouty mouth and the defiance in your eyes. I’ll even encourage you to keep going because you’re making my cock hard. Just be aware, I have my limits as well, and if you cross them, you’ll be punished.”
