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I liked that idea even if it wasn’t logical, so I moved on to other things I could sense.

We were still at the restaurant.

I could hear the sounds of the party even though they seemed further away and I realized I could smell something that seemed like steaks cooking in the kitchen.

As he settled himself lower and we stopped moving, I realized he’d sat down somewhere. “Humans are inquisitive, so I will explain that we are in a small office that has been designated as an employee lounge. We have a modicum of privacy. However, your voice will be heard if you raise it.”

Kind of had privacy.

People would come if I screamed.

Got it.

“Thank you for explaining that.” Since he seemed happy to be making the decisions and wasn’t being mean about it, I just stayed put.

I liked being cuddled and he seemed thoughtful.

“Can you keep doing the ripply thing?” If there was a better word for the movement, I couldn’t find it at the moment. “Unless you don’t want to?”

Maybe that was too personal to ask?

I’d never had anyone hold me like that and even Larry wouldn’t have picked me up unless it’d been an emergency.

Before I could get deeper into my worries, his body started moving again and I couldn’t help the way every muscle responded to it by going soft. My new friend made a low, almost humming sound. “I am very proud of you for not panicking and you are what is called a good boy for indicating your preferences.”

He thought I was a good boy?

How could I panic when he was so sweet?

He hadn’t even made me open my eyes or put me down.

“I have limited first-hand knowledge of humans in this category of situation, so your verbal responses will be necessary until I have become educated about your needs.” Something in his voice had me nuzzling against him and my fingers started barely caressing one of his smaller tentacles that were holding me carefully.

“If…if you don’t have a lot of first-hand knowledge about situations like this, then I should probably make sure you know you can put me down if you want to. You…you don’t have to take care of me if you’d rather be someplace else.”

Or with another sub.

My new friend didn’t stop the way his tentacles were massaging me, but he did make a thoughtful kind of hum that made me think he was confused. “Holding you is pleasurable.”

Okay.

Wait.

That was it?

Chapter 3

Yep, that was it.

Okay, he liked holding me and I’d told him that I liked being held.

Had he thought that was enough of a response since that was what I’d said first?

Well, they didn’t lie, so I didn’t need to worry about reading into what he’d said. He’d made sure I knew I was safe and he’d explained that he didn’t have a lot of human social interactions.

Hmm.

How not a lot was not a lot?

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