Bound Between You, page 8
part #4 of Tender Control Series
“Ah.” Niall was back to fiddling with his silverware. “That explains a few things.”
Since I’d sound a bit like an obsessive fan if I kept going on and on about Keegan’s abilities, I changed the subject slightly. “So yes, he’s going to see things differently than you or I would.”
Hopefully that gave Niall a bit more insight into why Keegan thought this was the perfect idea.
“That makes sense.” He leaned back, studying the table before looking back up at me. “But you are not an eccentric artist. Why did you entertain this idea at all?”
He went right to the tough questions every time.
“I don’t know.” I shrugged, not willing to lie, but not ready to discuss everything in my head just yet. “I explained a lot about where I was coming from and about our past once he told me who he’d met. When he started talking about it, he made it sound so reasonable that I wanted to see what you thought before I completely nixed the idea.”
Was Keegan right?
Was he just thinking with his dick?
I mean, yeah, the three of us together would be hot as fuck, but that didn’t mean it was a good idea.
“Yes, he was…excited.” Niall’s word choice seemed deliberate, but it just made me grin.
“Yeah, I heard about that.” He hadn’t been sure why Niall had nearly choked to death when he’d just been trying to share a wonderful idea.
Niall rolled his eyes again.
That was starting to become a habit.
“He’s very chatty.” Niall’s tone made it hard to decide if he was frustrated about that or if he just found it an interesting piece of information.
It was probably one of the things that Keegan liked about him, though. That boring exterior with the dirty interior probably had his muse doing happy dances.
“I appreciate knowing where he stands on something and hearing what he wants.” Right now, that was for all of us to end up in bed together, but I wasn’t going to point that out.
“Yes, I’d have to agree with that.” Niall finally sighed and looked a bit frustrated. “But that doesn’t help me to decide what would be best for all of us.”
And we were back to the original problem.
“Niall. You aren’t figuring out what’s best for all of us.” I shouldn’t even have to say that, but there we were. “You’re deciding what’s best for you and talking to us about it.”
I paused to let that sink in but continued before he could charge back in. “You’re not making decisions for me. I’m deciding how I want to respond to my sub Keegan’s request and you’re doing the same. That’s it.”
I probably should’ve stopped there, but I was never good at holding back.
Another part of our issues.
“And don’t think that because Keegan is a young submissive he needs to be coddled or have you make the decisions for him, either.” That was just insane to even consider. “His mother is one of the most well-known Dominants on the entire East Coast. Shit. I know her personally. She’s not going to let him make stupid decisions, but it’s also clear that she trusts him to know what he wants.”
Alexandra Banner would not send her only child into the world without making sure he understood exactly what he wanted.
Niall’s expression tightened and I could see something like frustration flash across his face. I just couldn’t tell which aspect bothered him. Honestly, it could’ve been any number of things.
“We are both grown adults.” Especially me. Shit. I was pretty sure I was a year older than the asshole sitting in front of me. “Just because Keegan is a submissive and there are times that I submit doesn’t mean we shouldn’t be in control of our lives.”
I’d never been able to figure out if he just had a skewed vision of what being a sub meant or if he was just an overly helpful Dom by nature, but it bugged the fuck out of me.
We either needed to change the subject or I needed to order my goddamned pancakes.
Niall was too quiet and I had visions of throwing my spoon at his head. Nothing sharp…just enough to jar him and get his attention.
Taking a breath, I forced my shoulders to relax and I worked on the rest of my body, starting with my toes and moving my way up. By the time I’d gotten to my fingers, Niall seemed to have snapped out of his silence.
“That was not my intention.”
Then what was, fucker?
Shit. This was a bad idea.
Niall kept going like I wasn’t ready to slowly kill him. “I have every respect for submission. My need to protect just gets the better of me sometimes.”
Protect me from what?
I wanted to scream the question out, but that wouldn’t have helped either.
Did he really think I needed to be protected from him? From life?
“I don’t need that from you.” I didn’t need to be protected. I wanted to have a safe place to let everything go. That was it. But he’d never understood that. “We are talking about our relationship with Keegan. That’s it.”
Niall took a deep breath and let it out slowly, probably thinking he was being subtle.
He wasn’t.
“So what you’re saying is that Keegan would be our focus and not…not one another?” Niall’s face was too blank at the moment to give me any clue about what he was thinking.
“Yes.” I didn’t even bother to attempt to hide the deep breath I took. He needed to understand how frustrated I was. “I am not your sub in any way in this. We would be two Doms with a shared sub. Sometimes we would be one-on-one with him and sometimes it would be the two of us focusing on him. But that’s it.”
I wasn’t going to submit to Niall.
I wasn’t strong enough for that.
But his relationship with Keegan was different and there was no doubt in my mind that this was what Keegan wanted. If I was going to tell Niall to trust us, I had to trust my wiggly boy…and what he wanted most was not to have to pick between us.
Not yet, anyway.
There was no way this could last forever. I wasn’t walking into it with rose-colored glasses, but I wasn’t going walk away until there was no choice left.
After a few moments of silence, he nodded. “I’m not sure I can see exactly how this is going to work, but I’ll try.”
“We both need to be honest with Keegan about how we’re feeling about this. I don’t want him coming into this thinking that it’s going to be easy.” My request had Niall’s face tightening again.
“That seems like we’re preparing to tell him we’ve already failed as his Doms.”
He saw things in such a fucked-up way.
“No. We’re telling him his Doms are only human, and while we’re going to try to work things out, sometimes relationships don’t work.” Dom didn’t mean all-knowing or all-commanding.
Niall’s expression said he didn’t like my answer at all, but he could kiss my ass. When I didn’t back down, he let out a breath and nodded. “Fine.”
I had a feeling that conversation with Keegan was going to look very different coming from each of us, but as long as I was honest with him then Keegan would be able to read between the lines of what Niall was saying.
Hopefully.
This was such a bad idea.
With anyone else I’d have told Keegan no right off the bat, but this was Niall.
Deciding that I was mentally just done, I looked down at the menus. “Are you ready to order?”
Thankfully, he took the hint and picked up the laminated card in front of him. “Give me one second.”
I’d give him a thousand years if it meant we were done arguing, but I wasn’t sure we’d ever get to that point so I just nodded.
It was going to be a long night.
Chapter 9
Niall
“You’re distracted.” Keegan decided to fix that situation by climbing on my lap, straddling my legs, so all I could see was him. “This is much better.”
Chuckling, I wrapped my arms around him. “I would have to agree.”
As he wiggled closer, deliberately rubbing his cock against mine if his wicked grin was any indication, he stroked my chest. He was trying to look innocent but failing spectacularly. “I think giving me attention is just what you need.”
I might not have been the most intuitive person, but I was guessing that cuddling and watching a movie was not giving my boy exactly the type of attention he’d been craving. Giving him a quick kiss, I smiled. “That will definitely fix all distractions.”
Since the level of his desire was fairly obvious, I ran my hands down his back and stroked his ass, pulling him closer against me. When he was pinned and couldn’t get away with the supposedly innocent wiggles, he huffed and changed tactics. “Julian said you were going to tell me about the rules you’d discussed.”
Hearing Julian’s name brought up feelings of frustration and unfortunately desire, but I refused to say anything negative about Keegan’s other Dom. It felt like bad-mouthing the other parent, even though it really wasn’t the same situation.
Kneading Keegan’s ass, I smiled wider as he moaned and a shiver raced through him. “Well, the first rule we’re going to need to discuss is that all your orgasms will belong to your Doms. Between the times that you’ll be with us one-on-one and the times when we’ll be together, there isn’t a logical argument for you to have control over your orgasms.”
Keegan made a sexy, needy sound and his eyes went slightly unfocused as he took in the information.
“What do you think about that, boy?” Stroking his ass, I rocked him gently against me to give him just enough attention to make thinking difficult. “Do you want your Masters to have control over your sexy cock and your pretty hole?”
With his love of interesting dildos, it was probably best to spell that part out as well.
Keegan made a low, hungry sound, but he seemed to be doing his best to ask reasonable questions. “But I…you’re going to…”
That wasn’t working, so he closed his eyes and scrunched up his face before almost throwing the words out. “What’s your philosophy on giving your sub orgasms?”
If he could use words like philosophy then I needed to up my game.
Leaning closer, I nibbled on his neck as I moved his hands behind him, pinning them against his back with one hand. It was just the hint of a restraint, but it was enough to have him letting out a ragged breath as I lowered my voice. “I think good boys deserve lots of orgasms.”
His sexy whimper had me sliding my free hand back down to his ass as I nibbled on his ear. “But they have to earn them. Do you think you could be good enough to earn a lot of orgasms?”
Keegan looked entirely too conflicted as he shivered and did his best to keep his eyes focused on me. “How would I be good for you, Master?”
He was trying right now, but it was obvious that all he wanted to do was to let the pleasure he was feeling wash over him as he completely zoned out.
“Well, I think a good boy texts his Doms on a regular basis to show that he’s thinking about his Masters.” The look of delight that passed over his face said that was going to be his favorite part of being good.
“I can do that, Master.” The breathy excitement in his voice had me fighting the urge to smile.
Nibbling on his neck, I licked around the shell of his ear as I got control of myself. “A good boy doesn’t touch his cock or stuff his hole with monster cocks unless he has permission.”
Just thinking about what he probably had at home had desire flaring in both of us. Keegan sucked in a breath, nodding. “But…but I can show you my toys again? I have…it’s a tentacle, Master.”
Such a dirty boy in such a sweet-looking package.
That had to be one of the reasons Julian seemed to be head over heels for the boy.
“Oh yes, I’m going to need to see just how dirty you look fucking yourself with a tentacle.” As he melted against me, I bit down on his neck, pulling a sexy whimper from him. “Of course, if you’re too wicked-looking, I might have to spank you after it. Such a sweet boy shouldn’t be too dirty.”
My needy boy moaned as his body seemed to do its best to wrap around me. “I’d be very sorry if I was too dirty, Master.”
Giving his ass a smack, I nibbled on his earlobe. “I’d make sure you were very sorry, boy.”
He was so turned on he was nearly boneless. “Thank you, Master.”
There were probably other things we needed to talk about, but his mind was no longer on productive discussions. Neither was mine. Smacking his ass again, I smiled as he whimpered and tugged on my hand just enough to remind himself that he was trapped.
I hadn’t really been planning a scene, so as I teased him to keep him on edge, I thought about how to improvise. Since the first order of business seemed to be to get him naked and restrained, I gave his neck one last kiss and sat back. “Stand up.”
His gaze was hazy and unfocused, but he managed to nod as he tried to obey. It would’ve been easier if his legs would’ve cooperated, but after a few moments, he found his footing and made his legs work.
When he was steady and upright, I moved my hands away and leaned back again as I studied his sexy, lean body. “Strip.”
The short orders seemed to keep him right on the edge, and as he hurried to obey, I could see his mind whirling with dirty fantasies. That became even more apparent when he was down to just the tight little briefs he seemed to favor and his erection was stretching out the nearly sheer fabric.
As his hands moved to strip off the scrap of fabric, I shook my head and he froze. “That’s for me to take off.”
A low whine escaped as he nodded, but it seemed out of desperation more than anything else, so I made a show of slowly sitting up, taking my time. I wasn’t in any hurry to let him come, so I stroked his legs first, caressing up his thighs until I got to the sides of the thin blue fabric.
His entire body shivered as I peeled them down, freeing his long, slim cock. It was perfect for his body and I couldn’t help but admire his proportions as the briefs slipped down his legs. “That’s better.”
Keegan couldn’t seem to use full sentences any longer, but he managed a whimper as he looked at me with longing. But before he could distract me, I lifted my hand and twirled my finger. “Turn.”
Stepping out of his briefs, he obeyed even though his legs seemed slightly precarious. When he was steady and facing away from me, I stripped off my tie, glad I hadn’t taken the time to change before he’d come over.
Keegan’s body seemed to vibrate with excitement as I positioned his arms behind his back and secured them with the makeshift restraint. It wasn’t something I’d leave him in all night, but it would work for the time being.
When I was comfortable with how he was positioned, I gripped his hips and steadied him. “Turn around.”
He did better than I expected, staying steady and moving deliberately, but when I saw the unfocused desire on his face, I was glad I’d watched him carefully. “That’s my good boy.”
Keegan was too far gone to be trusted to stand upright on his own, so as I kept an eye on him, I reached over and grabbed a pillow off the couch. When it was on the floor between my legs, I gripped his sides firmly. “Kneel.”
Following the order, he gracefully lowered himself to the cushion, but I wasn’t sure how much was him thinking and how much was him acting on instinct as his mind floated. He hadn’t been exaggerating his love of being restrained.
When he was still and beautifully positioned, I nodded and stroked one hand down his chest to tweak his nipples. As he moaned, I trailed one up his body so I could trace over his lower lip with my thumb, barely holding back a matching moan as he flicked his tongue out to lick me.
“If you’re a very good boy for me, I’ll let you come when I’m done with that pretty mouth of yours.” His whimper sent a rush of desire through me and something dark started to stir. “And if you’re a very good cocksucker tonight, I might even find a bigger reward for you.”
His list of limits had said he loved dirty talk and mild humiliation, but the way his dick jerked at being called a cocksucker proved he’d been honest with his list…and that he’d probably downplayed his love just a bit. It also made me wonder what else he’d been a bit too subtle about.
But that exploration would have to wait.
“I found some interesting toys online.” His entire body seemed to clench at the hint of what he might get. “Maybe if you’re very good tonight, I’ll show you what I found.”
A bit of show-and-tell would be fun, and it’d help me make sure I didn’t buy anything he already owned.
“You…” Keegan was struggling to get the words out, but I kept playing with him, unwilling to make it easy for him. When I pinched his nipple and twirled it between my fingers, his eyes nearly rolled back in his head, but he managed to speak. “You would buy me more toys?”
Had he been worried about that?
Okay, well, I could understand that; I hadn’t really been expecting monster dicks and limbs to fall out of his duffel bag.
“If you’re a very good boy, I’ll pick out a monster dildo and fuck you with it.” That had to be one of the strangest things I’d ever said. “They have all kinds of…interesting things to explore.”
But he’d have to do some sweet talking before I was going to let him pick out one of those sleeve things. I wasn’t sure how I felt about the idea of having a monster cock when I fucked him.
Nope, that was something we’d talk Julian into trying.
All I’d have to do was say I was against it.
No. That was in the past and we were going to be functional Doms for Keegan.
Even if it killed us.
Keegan sucked in a ragged breath and his cock bounced, begging silently for more dirty promises. “Really?”
The naughty fantasies running around in his brain were probably literally out of this world, but I knew I’d do almost anything to see that innocent smile beaming up at me. The fact that he was naked and hard should’ve made him look wicked but the combination was sweet, erotic, and absolutely addicting.
