Page 39 of Damian & Jun, Episodes 9-12
Jun shook himself and grinned at Collin. Collin smiled back shyly, his arms coming up to hide his nipples.
Jun reached for the waistband of his sweats. Collin’s eyes widened, but he followed Jun’s lead.
“Are you wearing underwear?” Jun asked.
Collin shook his head.
Jun re-hooked his fingers, catching his briefs in his thumbs. “All right, I’ll make this fair.”
“Probably not.” Collin’s blush was back.
“Why not?”
Collin swallowed nervously. “I…I wear a cage. Like, you know, a cock cage.”
“Oh, so you’re still more covered up than me.” Jun shrugged. “Not really my thing, but I won’t hold it against you. I’ll call it even if you will.”
“You won’t think less of me?” Collin asked.
“Dude.” Jun’s head tilted back as if he were offended. “I know you’ve tried things I haven’t even thought of. You are way more experienced than I am.”
“I’ve never had sex in a church.”
Jun smirked. “Okay, you’re mostly way more experienced than I am. You know that DaSu basically kept me on vanilla sex for two years?”
His wolfling would pay for that later. As if he’d had much of a choice with Jun’s limitations.
Collin giggled.
“Seriously.” Jun widened his eyes. “He was holding out on me.”
Collin pressed a hand to his mouth, grinning. “I think he was trying to be careful with you.”
“Yes, well, I was a mess.” Jun shrugged. No, he hadn’t been. “Can you pee in that cage?”
Collin shook his head. “I have to ask someone to unlock it.”
“Well, fuck. If DaSu wants to put one of those on me, I think I’ll bite him.”
Jun had nothing to fear. He had no desire to lock his wolfling up in a cage like that.
Collin’s giggles burst out. “If it’s not you, then don’t do it.”
“But it’s you?”
Collin nodded, then shrugged. “Not directly, but I’m bad about taking care of myself. This is Master helping me remember to ask for help.”
“I will always remember to ask for help, then,” Jun drew a sign over his heart, then gestured at his pants that were still on. “You don’t have to do this, you know.”
None of us have to do this, Damian thought. His heart was pounding in his chest. Two years. Two years he’d dreamed of reaching this point. He’d almost forgotten that this had been the dream in the fury of everything. But now that it was here…his heart was pounding in his chest. Please. Please. Please.
Collin shivered and nodded. “Neither do you.”
Jun shrugged.
“Being naked is more of a me thing than a you thing, isn’t it?” Collin asked. “You’re not…as submissive as I am.”
Jun bit his lip. “Not really.”
