Page 23 of Experiments in Love
“I scrambled your brains.” Giving him a quick peck, I took his hands to make sure they were working fine as well. “It happens.”
Body good.
Brain coming back online.
No unexpected emotions yet…but that might’ve been because he was still processing.
“It does.” Blinking quickly a few times, Kennedy rolled his shoulders and seemed to be taking stock of his body. “You’re really good at that but did I come too fast?”
“Thank you and no.” Snuggling him against me, I wrapped my arms around him and turned us so I was leaning against the door. “You did exactly like you were supposed to. You let me take care of you and get you into a better mental headspace. You submitted and obeyed. You were very good and just generally well-behaved.”
He curled into me, resting his head on my shoulder for about three seconds before it popped up. “That means I get another reward later.”
The way Kennedy’s mind jumped right to that point confirmed to me that he was very reward and praise motivated…not that that was a surprise. But confirming my findings was important.
“You’re correct.” Hearing that had him going back to relaxing into me and he let out a slow breath. “We’re going to have breakfast first and have some fun doing date stuff. Then I’ll give you a nice, long fuck.”
The blunt language had him letting out a happy sigh. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” Rubbing my hands down his back, I kissed the side of his head. “I’ve picked out a new breakfast place I wanted to try out and then I’ll tell you about the rest of our date. You just need to let me know if something I’ve planned makes you unhappy for any reason, logical or illogical. They’re both equally important to me.”
Kennedy was the type of sub to categorize them.
“I can do that.” Kennedy’s hand came up and started petting my chest as his tone got even more relaxed. “I can’t think of anything you need to know right off the bat other than I don’t like falling or being dropped. So no roller coasters, please.”
“Noted. And that was a very good thing to tell me for future dates.” We had some small amusement parks within an easy driving distance, but I’d need to see what they had besides roller coasters before we did a date there.
Something made him shiver and sigh, but the only thing that stood out was the praise.
“I like knowing what will make you happy. It makes it easier for me to plan things for us.” His fingers twitched and went back to teasing me. Was it the planning part? “As long as I can sort through your likes and dislikes easily, it would make me very pleased to be able to plan our dates and decide what we do.”
Bingo.
I knew he liked my making the decisions, but clearly that was more important than I’d realized. Moving that to the top of my mental list about Kennedy, I kissed his head again and chuckled as his stomach grumbled. “Do you need water? I want to sit down and make sure I take care of you, but food seems like the most important thing you need at the moment.”
He giggled softly, nodding his head. “Aftercare. I’m not thirsty right now but I’d like orange juice when we get to the restaurant? I don’t have any at home and that sounds really good.”
“Perfect. I’ll make sure you get water and juice.” That got another quiet laugh from him. “I’m just shifting aftercare to a new location, not getting rid of it altogether.”
That would be ridiculous.
“I should’ve realized that.” Kennedy straightened, not pulling away but giving himself enough room to kiss my cheek. “Thank you for taking care of me.”
“That’s much better.” Giving him a smug smile, I watched as he tried not to laugh. “Just remember that when I’m slowly taking over your life.”
That should’ve scared him but he snickered. “Yes, Sir.”
Oh, he was too tempting.
So I gave his ass a pat and nodded. “Time to feed you. Is there anything else you need? Phone? Keys? Important random object you need to have?”
I’d dated enough littles and interesting individuals in general to realize most people had at least one random object that needed to go on a date too.
Kennedy blinked. “I can bring a key chain?”
Since it sounded like whatever he was talking about wasn’t actually attached to his keys, I nodded and did my best to make sure I took the question seriously. “Yes. Does it fit in your pocket? Mine might be bigger or you can just hold it.”
Looking slightly confused but excited, he shook his head. “It will clip to my belt loops. They all do.”
