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A jolt of pride filled Will’s chest. “You’re welcome?” The words slipped from him awkwardly. “Sorry, I don’t know how to do this.”
“One step at a time, Will. One step at a time.” Robert squeezed his ass. “Now go do what I told you. You’ll find your clothes on my bed when you’re ready.”
8
Robert patiently waited for Will to join him in the living room so they could go to the club. In the meantime, he fed Buck and Dio their dinner then took them for a small walk in the rooftop garden. It'd been one of the things he added to the building when he adopted Buck. Dogs weren't meant for concrete jungles, so any little bit of natural greenery was a good thing. Once the pups had relieved themselves, he brought them back to the apartment to play. The shower was off and another thrill chased down Robert's spine.
He'd been surprised by the fact Will brought more things for Dio than he'd packed clothes-wise. Didn't matter though, Robert put together an outfit befitting his submissive. However, he was growing impatient. He'd give Will another five minutes before he went in after him. With thirty seconds left on Robert's countdown, the bedroom opened, and Will strolled out, calm and confident.
Robert remained seated.Perfection. He held up his hand to stop Will in his tracks. "Do a twirl for me, beautiful boy."
He loved it when Will did as he was asked, turning in a small, slow circle so Robert could admire his handiwork. The outfit was similar to what Will wore the first time they met in the club. Only this time, he wore a blood-red harness Robert had specifically picked out for him, showing off his lean muscular torso. White skinny jeans that molded his round ass to perfection and white slip-on shoes. He'd also be going commando. Robert's dick jerked to life, hardening to the point of pain. He was jealous and proud at the same time. The first because he didn't want to share Will with anyone and the second, because he couldn't wait to show off his partner. Robert stood then and crossed to the wooden box sitting on the side table by the door. Inside was the pair of black cuffs he'd bought specifically for this moment.
He held out his hand to Will. “Ready?”
Will touched his lower belly and took a steadying breath before placing his hands in Robert's. "Yes."
“Good.” Robert caressed the inside of Will’s wrists. “I know you don’t want to be humiliated, but what other hard limits do you have?”
Will licked his bottom lip. “No blood, for sure. None of the usual gross bodily functions.”
Robert chuckled. “Not my favorite either. Go on.”
Will shook his head. “I don’t know. Like I said, I never got this far before.”
“Then we’ll figure out what you like and don’t like together.”
Will’s body sagged in relief. “Thank you.”
“You don’t have to thank me, Will.” He brushed his lips over the assistant curator’s before inching back. “Dogs have already been taken care of, so we can go have some fun.” He gave Will a flirty wink before placing the cuffs on his wrists. “These are yours and only yours, beautiful boy.”
Will stared down at the leather bindings. “Mine?”
Robert nodded. “Yours. Usually, you wouldn’t be wearing shoes, but since it’s raining tonight will be the exception to the rule.” He removed a large black umbrella from the closet before he opened the door. Holding it up over them both as they walked down the stairs and in the back entrance.
“Such a gentleman,” Will teased, his tone flirty when Robert held the door open for him.
"Always." He patted Will's ass after closing the umbrella and depositing it in the bucket kept by the back door of the club.
Music was already pumping through the club’s state of the art sound system. Experience told him the first hour or two it would be club music, promoting lots of dancing to get the blood and other things pumping for their members. They paid Kat, their DJ, an extortionate amount of money because she was a pro at reading the crowd. In the three-plus years she’d worked for them, she never had any had missed cues.
When it came time to slow it down, Kat was right there, taking the beat to an erotic level, the songs were slower, sexier made to fuck to. As far as Robert was concerned, she was worth every penny and perhaps due a bonus as Will did a little shimmy and shake with his hips as the sultry rhythm of, I Know You Want Me by Pitbull played.
Robert grabbed Will’s hand halting his forward progress. “We need to have a quick conversation before we step through those curtains, my beautiful boy.”
Will whirled around, his eyes bright and a warm smile on his face. It made Robert’s heart skip a beat while making him want to promise to make sure that look and feeling always stayed on the other man’s features.
“Rules,” he said firmly, using his Dom voice to get his point across.
He bit back a groan when Will gave a sexy little pout. His dick, on the other hand, pressing hard against the zipper of his pants. Robert glanced down to make sure his cock hadn’t busted through the metal teeth. As it was, he’d be wearing the imprint of the teeth for a while.
“Are they going to disrupt my fun?” Will hedged, his body still moving to the beat of the music.
“Not if you pay attention and follow my rules.”
Will arched a brow, his kohl-lined eyes, narrowed in a tempting way. "And if I don't?"
Robert moved forward, pressing Will’s back to the wall as he wrapped his hand around Will’s throat. His pulse throbbed under Robert’s touch and his breath hitched, however, catching Will off guard did the job of grabbing the other man’s attention. “Then I’ll have to punish you, my beautiful boy.”
