Page 14 of Santa Has Tentacles

Examples would be helpful…so I didn’t agree to do something actually weird.

“Specific information is helpful in discussions and sexual limits negotiations. You are correct.” He smiled and gave me another happy pat, so I had a feeling he saw me as his smart little human.

As far as first assumptions went, I could live with that one.

“I have seen humans in businesses calledclubswhere human submissives are given painful pleasures in a variety of ways. I have also seen and enjoyed ascenewhere a human was displayed in our swimming pool while his Dominant mate pleasured him.” Saint listed them off like he was giving me his grocery list.

It was so distracting that it took my brain a second to catch up. BDSM club. Pool sex. Okay, we still hadn’t gotten into deviant yet.

They really put a lot of stock in the wholeminething if that was considered weirdly kinky.

“So from what you’ve discovered about yourself, you like the idea of pleasuring your partner while other people are watching.” When he nodded, I inched forward in the conversation a little more. “Humans and people like you might be watching?”

As far as Doms confessing stuff they wanted to do, I was glad we were on the milder end and I was glad I wasn’t too far off the exhibitionism side of things.

“Yes.” Saint seemed pleased with the way the conversation was going because he rubbed my leg that time. “I am clearly aware that your limits are significant as well, and boundaries would need to be specified in detail.”

Pushing away the image of a contract a lawyer would love, I nodded and did my best to ignore the shivers his caress had sent through me. “Getting the limits for that clearly spelled out is important. But none of that is something that I would immediately push back against.”

Had that made sense?

“Nothing you’ve said is something I would say no to right away.” Deciding that was clearer, I relaxed back in my seat. It felt like we’d jumped over a huge hurdle even though it was probably simple as far as limits discussions went. “I don’t need to be displayed to be happy, but it’s not something that’s a turn-off for me.”

We weren’t at that point yet, but objectively, the idea didn’t bother me.

Hell, him showing me off and making me come could be fun as long as we were as compatible as I thought we were.

“I would like to discussturn-onsfor you as well as gain more insight into your history and your food preferences.” Saint’s list was adorable. “Another important topic for discussion is your personal holiday preferences. I have thoroughly studied Christmas, Hanukkah, and Kwanzaa. However, I am proficient in a variety of other holiday traditions and religious observations.”

His list of what was important to know was fascinating.

“I celebrate Christmas, but in more of a fun secular way. I’m not specifically religious.” That was not a sentence I’d ever said on any first date. “Um, I like the food and the tree. The lights and decorations are really fun.”

I wasn’t sure what else to say, so turning it back around to him seemed like the best idea. “What have you decided to celebrate this time of year?”

The closest thing I’d heard to them having an organized religion was something very logical and philosophically based. I remembered it had a long name and focused around doing good things. There’d been no mention of a god or anything like that…and I couldn’t remember what they’d defined as good.

Saint went very still for several long moments before coming back to life again. “I do not know if my participation is inappropriate. However, as long as it is not offensive, I will explain that I am celebrating Christmas.”

When he went quiet, I realized he was making sure I wasn’t offended. “I think that’s a great idea. It’s a fun holiday, and even if you take out all the religious aspects, there are a lot of reasons to celebrate it. Giving everyone a nice reward for being good and a reason to spend time with family doing happy things together can’t be wrong.”

Saint wiggled again, which seemed to be a good sign and I got another pat which was definitely a good sign.

Unfortunately, it was on my head again.

I wasn’t sure how to move us back to the thigh good-job zone, but Christmas didn’t seem to be working.

“Humans value presents as well.” He seemed to find that fascinating, so I could only assume they didn’t see it the same way. “Giving possessions to strangers is even valued during this time.”

We were clearly interesting creatures.

“I don’t know why we do that, but yeah, I think a lot of us like the feeling that giving gets us. So maybe there’s a selfish reason for it too?” I wasn’t going to look at that too hard, so I kept rambling. “There’s something nice that happens to you when you watch someone open a present you got for them.”

He was right.

Humans were weird.

We made Saint smile, though.

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