Page 17 of His Theo

So…the night was definitely looking up.

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“Human dating rituals regarding safety indicate that I must ask one additional time if you are comfortable with me entering your establishment.” Barely waiting a breath, he frowned. “I do not understand why that question must be repeatedly asked. You are highly communicative.”

Huh?

Jerker’s words took me a few seconds too long to answer, and it wasn’t until I could see that he was starting to worry that my brain took over.

“Yes, I’m comfortable with you coming into my apartment.” What else had he said? “Um, I think it’s to make sure that people who aren’t good at communicating are both agreeing with what will happen.”

Maybe?

“Some people don’t say what they mean and confusion happens.” Oh. “But I won’t do that to you.”

Even if it killed me.

God, if he wanted me to answer questions, he had to stop caressing me.

“We both understand communication and I won’t confuse you by saying one thing and meaning another. It’s not what a good BDSM relationship looks like either.” I had a feeling there was another sentence in the middle that would’ve connected the two ideas better, but one of his smaller tentacles was caressing my hip and it was so distracting.

I would’ve been able to function better if he’d been jerking me off, but the unintentional teasing was making my brain glitch like one of the cheap computers in the lab that Nicholas was always screaming about.

I thought I sounded rambling and kind of stupid, but Jerker beamed at me and stroked over my head. “Good boy. Yes, we remember the importance of accurate communication.”

We had to get inside before one of my neighbors decided to be nosy.

“Thank you.” Giving him a quick peck on the cheek, I fished out my keys and opened the door. “Let’s go…let’s go sit down and talk.”

Anything to get us out of the small hallway because I could hear footsteps coming down the stairs.

Thuddy ones.

I lived in an interesting neighborhood and I wasn’t sure Jerker was ready to meet my neighbors.

“I approve of that activity.” Giving me a cute head pat, he pushed open the door once I’d pulled the key back and we made it into the apartment before I figured out who was thumping down the stairs. “You have a generous sitting appliance. I am grateful to see that.”

He was so grateful he picked me right up as soon as I set my keys down on the little thrifted table that I’d found when I’d first moved in.

Sucking in a breath as he held me like a princess he was rescuing, I wrapped my arms around him. “I…thank you.”

Maybe?

I wasn’t sure what a good response would’ve been but I didn’t mind being carried inside so I didn’t want to send mixed signals.

“We are no longer in what is considered public, my Theo.” He looked very pleased about that as he settled on the couch with me on his lap. “Public is more difficult than I had anticipated.”

I wasn’t sure if that was about finding a partner or just about peopling in general, but I couldn’t argue with him. Public was difficult sometimes, so I snuggled closer and nodded. “It is, so I’m glad we’ve got privacy now.”

Because I had questions, and I wanted to be rewarded again, and I wanted to come.

And I’d probably want to do all of those things several times.

Jerker seemed to understand at least some of that because his caresses weren’t as innocent as they had been just seconds before. One smaller limb was already moving up between my thighs and he petted my dick as he made a thoughtful sound. “You were hard for me earlier, my mate.”

Was he pouting?

I was still half-hard.

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