Page 39 of His Theo

But Master would think we were both missing a few screws if we said they were real food in any way, so I wasn’t going to set myself up for problems.

“It was.” He was so serious about that, he made me smile. “However, we are up to the task. In fact, there is a discussion that having so much to focus on has made our transition easier.”

Keeping busy figuring out the locals made moving to a new planet easier?

I could see that.

“Having a purpose makes a lot of things easier.” Maybe that was why so many of them had jumped right into jobs and doing their best to become part of their communities. “Have you thought about your purpose here? What you want to do on Earth or how your skills will translate?”

“You will be my primary purpose until I have sufficient data to choose a secondary method of community help.” His matter-of-fact tone made it hard to realize when he said something nuts.

I was going to be his primary purpose?

Was that a red flag, a yellow one, or just cute?

All of the above?

“However, your government and mine have provided financial compensation for my previous responsibilities, so I will not be what is called a burden.” His confidence in that was so complete I didn’t question it.

I wanted to clear a few things up, though.

“I don’t think you could ever be a burden even if you didn’t find a job anytime soon.” He’d be a pain in the ass if I was his only focus in life, though.

Just imagining that had me picturing my Pop-Tarts going up in flames.

“I think you need to find something to fill up your day that makes you happy, though.” Yes. Bored Type-A Doms were not a good thing. “I make enough to pay bills and that kind of stuff.”

There wasn’t a whole lot left over and my food budget wasn’t as big as I’d like sometimes, but we could make do. If he moved in? Was that what he was talking about? Ugh.

Mentally adding that question to the list, I focused on the important part…having a happy Dom.

“I just want you to feel like you…I just want you to be happy no matter what that ends up looking like.” Wondering if that made sense, I tried again. “Humans don’t do well when we’re bored. We…we create chaos. It’s probably why we’ve had so many wars and why we’ve ended up doing stupid shit.”

Jerker’s quiet, understanding sound made it seem like he was too polite to agree with me…but he agreed with me. “Human brains are interestingly structured.”

Yep.

“I know you guys are different, but you’ve been so busy for so long that I’m not sure just sitting around would be good for you.” Or for us. “There are lots of ways to have a purpose in the community, though.”

What could he do?

“There are a lot of organizations that need volunteers and there are a lot of different kinds of jobs that need different skills. We’ll figure out human stuff that you like to do.” I’d never thought about all the jobs they’d have had that didn’t translate to human ones.

To say they were lightyears ahead of us technologically would’ve been an understatement. They were slowly improving our technology in ways that they decided we couldn’t use to kill each other with, but it was a wait and see as far as everything else went.

Politicians on every side had pouted about that decision, but with a whole society full of Doms, they’d just ignored the brats who’d wanted to get their way.

Looking back…the whole Doms thing had a lot of stuff making more sense.

“Those are very interesting alternatives, my Theo.” Patting my head, he seemed pleased but didn’t latch on to anything specific. “However, nothing has jumped out at me as humans say.”

Coming out of his mouth, the expression made me chuckle. He gave a liquidy shrug and looked like he wanted to laugh. “Human expressions are delightful.”

Yep, we were creative little fuckers.

“I like it when you use those human phrases. It… I don’t know how to explain it but I think it’s cute.” Hoping I hadn’t offended him, I almost held my breath until he let out a low, happy sound.

“Humans are the ones with soft, single-color skin and who require so much attention. Humans should be classified as cute but dangerous.” The last part made me laugh and he shrugged again. “I do feel that description is apt.”

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