Page 32 of A Halloween Kind of Night

Bringing my hand up to play with his hair since I knew how much he liked that, I started off simple. “To wake up with your lips around my cock. To wake you up deep inside you. Simple things.”

Barely laughing, he nodded. “Simple things. You’re not a complicated guy.”

“Nope. I just want a sub to spank and fuck with. A pup to play with. And a boyfriend to date. Not much at all.”

I wasn’t sure what he’d think about that last part but he made a happy hum and nodded against me. “Always…I always wanted to be your boyfriend but the…the other stuff is new. I’m glad…I’m glad we’re on the same page.”

Me too.

“I wanted to be your boyfriend too.” We’d just had the worst timing ever and he’d gone through so many phases trying to figure out who he was that it’d always felt like something I needed to ignore.

It seemed like we’d both been searching for the same thing in all the wrong places, though.

“At least we already live together.” Giggling sleepily, he was cut off by a yawn. “I…I think we’ve just been…we’ve just been getting ready. Pregaming the relationship.”

He was such a dork.

“I’m glad we’re at the main event.” We’d pregamed enough to last a lifetime.

“Me too.” His voice inched lower as he yawned again, barely hanging on. “You…you’re going to be a good Dom and boyfriend. You already…you do it so good already.”

He wasn’t exactly wrong, still, I was going to enjoy the boyfriend and Dom perks since I’d already been doing the other parts of the job. “Those are going to be my favorite parts, but I already like taking care of you and cuddling with you.”

I was pretty sure the sound he let out was a laugh, but it was mangled with exhaustion. “Me too. Spankings and fuck and the shower…you…you do good dirty talk too.”

“Thank you.” He was just the first person I’d been able to explore that with, so I was glad I hadn’t fucked it up.

How I’d managed to find one prude after another I had no idea, but I was starting to wonder if I’d been sabotaging myself.

“I liked calling you my slut and fucking with you.” It was almost as good as fucking him.

Almost.

“I thought…I thought you’d like that part. You’re a brat. Doms can be brats, you know. I saw it…I saw it online.” Shrugging, he sighed. “You can’t blame me, though. I’m just…just relaying the information.”

Bullshit.

“Well, if I’m just a brat, you can’t blame me for how I react.” Shrugging casually, I sighed to mirror what he’d done. “It’s just what you have to expect when you have a brat for a Dom.”

Wynn was quiet for a few seconds and then whispered softly. “I’m not sure if I’m supposed to share this or not, but that’s kind of scary and sexy. I’m probably not smart, though.”

Maybe not, but he was funny.

“You’ll just have to hope it falls more on the sexy side than the scary.” His shiver and the way he sucked in a breath didn’t giveme the impression he was going to pray for sexy. “Who knows what I might do, otherwise.”

Mumbling something about not being smart, Wynn let out a deep breath. “I plead the Fifth.”

Yep.

Funny.

“I think that’s an interesting tactic, but I respect it.” And I was going to enjoy using it to fuck with him. “I think it also means I’m going to have to find a really good limits list to help steer our conversation tomorrow.”

“Ugh, tomorrow already? Can’t that wait?” His pouty tone made him sound like one of the littles he’d played with earlier.

“No, but if you’re good for me, I might look and see if you have any toys that we can use to make it more fun. I’m pretty sure I’ve heard buzzing coming through your walls some nights.” Glad I could finally tease him about that without it being weird, I chuckled as he groaned.

“Yeah, you thought I hadn’t noticed that before.” I’d also noticed him walking slightly funny once or twice. “I’m going to guess you’ve got at least one plug in your naughty collection too.”

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