Page 60 of His Theo

Jerker looked like the world had stopped spinning for a few seconds. “They change depending on the price…the price of the food?”

Kind of.

“They change based on where the stores are located and how they want people to see them. There is one really big grocery store closer to work where everything is more expensive and that’s where the wealthy people shop. They have different brands and it’s huge.” It was also ridiculous, but I thought he’d find the differences interesting.

“That is.” He paused, thoughts clearly going either too fast or too slow. “That is very unexpected.”

I couldn’t decide what his reaction was, so I just waited and ran my fingers over the limbs that had gone very still.

“The brands of food products change?” He looked stumped by that one, so I nodded clearly. “Humans will pay higher prices to appear more…more special. I was not expecting brand changes as well.”

That was obvious.

“Do you want to go check them out?” I wasn’t sure if it was like a big research project to him or some kind of hobby, but he really liked the grocery store.

“No.” Shaking his head, he looked like he was pushing the idea to the back of his mind as he started petting me again. “Errands are not dates.”

He’d clearly read that entirely too many times.

But it was still early enough in the afternoon that we could do several different things. “How about we do a movie and then find dinner? After the date portion of our day, we’ll wander around the other grocery store before coming home.”

I thought it was a good compromise that even the internet would approve of, but he sighed and was back to looking entirely too thoughtful over the whole situation. “I am not supposed to wear you out before you start work again tomorrow. Sundays are for rest and readying for the week.”

Because the internet had said so.

Okay.

“We ran our errands already and we even got the laundry done. I’m ready for the week and we have hours and hours before I need to go to bed. We have plenty of time for us to do something fun and for you to satisfy your curiosity about the other grocery store.” Logic was helping the situation, so I kept using it.

“As long as it doesn’t take us long to leave the house, I’m pretty sure we’ll get to the theater for one of the last afternoon showings.” Adding in a dash of wicked seemed like a good distraction too, so I turned my head and caught another tentacle that’d been tracing my jaw.

After giving it a tiny suck, I smiled when he let out a soft sigh. “If we sit in the back, I can give you kisses, Master. No one will see.”

And even if they did, we’d still have our clothes on.

The limbs that were wrapped around me tightened before slowly relaxing and I knew I had him. “Public pleasures are taboo, are they not?”

Technically.

“As long as I have my clothes on and no one sees, I don’t think it really counts as taboo.” But clear limits were important, so I worked at explaining what I was thinking. “My limits for the movie theater are that I have to keep my clothes on and no one can watch our pleasures. As long as it’s mostly private, I’ll just feel like it’s naughty without it actually being a legal problem.”

He made a soft, thinking sound and eventually nodded. “The illusion of taboo will give you additional pleasures. I understand.”

Well, he seemed to.

“You can always ask questions if something doesn’t sound right.” Hugging a few of the limbs that were still wrapped around me, I leaned close and gave him another kiss. “We’re really good at communicating. Look at how we talked about going on a date.”

Yes, giving his pride a nice boost chased away the last of his reservations.

No more internet dating advice for Jerker.

“Our communication is excellent.” Puffing up and looking very pleased with himself, he was a changed Dom. “We shall date and explore. Then we will come home and I will make sure you sleep well.”

Since that probably meant an orgasm to wear me out, I nodded in complete agreement. “I think that’s a wonderful plan for our date.”

The plan was perfect, but I hadn’t thought about the fine print because I was surprised when Jerker started taking my shirt off. All it took was a second to realize that he needed to change my clothes into something date-worthy, but there was a moment where I wondered if he thought dates happened naked.

That mental rabbit trail had me hard as a rock by the time that he stripped my pants off me and he was frowning as he studied the underwear he’d put on me so I could go do the laundry. “Your body does not usually react this strongly when I change your clothes, my mate.”

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