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I'm just… I'm so tired of
fighting, Owen.” Saying the other man's name felt right. Safe.
“That's good,” Owen said, his voice a quiet murmur that Sterling couldn't
help contrasting with the strident tones his father had used, as if volume made
what he said true. “I don't like fighting, either. It wastes time, and you don't
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have much of that.” Sterling frowned, not sure what that was supposed to
mean. Owen patted his face and then let his hand drop away. “You might have
forgotten that you're in your senior year; I haven't,” he said and sat down
again, crossing his legs and looking very much at ease. “I'd like a copy of your
schedule as soon as possible so we can see just how much time you have free
at the same time as I do.”
“I can do that. I have a part-time job too, but the schedule for that varies.”
Sterling felt strange, a combination of relieved and anticipatory. Was this really
happening, or was it all a dream? “So… Um. What happens now?”
“We talk. For longer than you'd probably like. Normally, I'd know you
better than this, you see,” Owen said. “I'd have seen you around the club,
watched you perform, possibly discussed you with your Dom. It isn't usually
this…rushed, and it's been a long time since I took on someone as
inexperienced as you.” Owen ran his hand through his hair and looked
fleetingly harried. “Not to mention the ethics of getting involved with a student.”
He gave Sterling a bemused look. “Tell me again why I agreed to this?”
“Because I'm incredibly hot?” Sterling suggested. He knew it was true, but
he also wanted to think it wasn't the only reason. “Actually—and I probably
shouldn't admit this, because maybe it'll give you an excuse to change your
mind, but—I don't know why you agreed. I didn't think you would. I was
imagining weeks of 'accidentally' turning up where you were.”
Just looking at Owen was making Sterling hard, and he shifted
uncomfortably in his chair. He wanted Owen to kiss him. Just that. He thought
he could wait weeks for sex (if not the months Owen was proposing), but
waiting that long for the press of Owen's lips to his own… He didn't think he
could wait that long. He didn't want to.
But, he tried to remind himself, this wasn't only about what he wanted,
and the idea of relinquishing control was such an incredible relief that it made
him relax things inside him he hadn't even realized were tensed.
“Am I allowed to ask questions? About you, I mean?” he said.
“You can ask, but I can't promise I'll always answer if it involves someone
else,” Owen said, which was reassuring in a way. “I won't discuss other subs
I've been involved with and until I know you better, I won't share every detail of
my past, either, unless I feel it's relevant. Questions about what we're doing or
what I ask of you—yes, as many as you like, always.” He smiled, another of
those small quirk of lips that Sterling was starting to get obsessed about.
“Unless you're gagged or I've told you not to talk, of course.” He gazed into the
fire, which allowed Sterling a small breathing space; Owen staring at him was
pretty intense. “Why I agreed to take you on… Partly to save myself from being
pestered, and partly because, yes, you're very attractive, although maybe not
for the reasons you think.” He gave Sterling a sidelong glance. “And maybe for
the chance to deliver the spankings you did such a good job of earning
freshman year. Did you consider that possibility when you chose me?”
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“Not…consciously,” Sterling admitted. The thought of it made his jeans
feel even tighter, and he shifted again, trying to find a better position in the
chair that had seemed perfectly comfortable when he'd first sat down in it. “I
guess I'd like to know how you got into this, and if you've had a lot of, um,
partners.” What he really wanted to
fighting, Owen.” Saying the other man's name felt right. Safe.
“That's good,” Owen said, his voice a quiet murmur that Sterling couldn't
help contrasting with the strident tones his father had used, as if volume made
what he said true. “I don't like fighting, either. It wastes time, and you don't
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have much of that.” Sterling frowned, not sure what that was supposed to
mean. Owen patted his face and then let his hand drop away. “You might have
forgotten that you're in your senior year; I haven't,” he said and sat down
again, crossing his legs and looking very much at ease. “I'd like a copy of your
schedule as soon as possible so we can see just how much time you have free
at the same time as I do.”
“I can do that. I have a part-time job too, but the schedule for that varies.”
Sterling felt strange, a combination of relieved and anticipatory. Was this really
happening, or was it all a dream? “So… Um. What happens now?”
“We talk. For longer than you'd probably like. Normally, I'd know you
better than this, you see,” Owen said. “I'd have seen you around the club,
watched you perform, possibly discussed you with your Dom. It isn't usually
this…rushed, and it's been a long time since I took on someone as
inexperienced as you.” Owen ran his hand through his hair and looked
fleetingly harried. “Not to mention the ethics of getting involved with a student.”
He gave Sterling a bemused look. “Tell me again why I agreed to this?”
“Because I'm incredibly hot?” Sterling suggested. He knew it was true, but
he also wanted to think it wasn't the only reason. “Actually—and I probably
shouldn't admit this, because maybe it'll give you an excuse to change your
mind, but—I don't know why you agreed. I didn't think you would. I was
imagining weeks of 'accidentally' turning up where you were.”
Just looking at Owen was making Sterling hard, and he shifted
uncomfortably in his chair. He wanted Owen to kiss him. Just that. He thought
he could wait weeks for sex (if not the months Owen was proposing), but
waiting that long for the press of Owen's lips to his own… He didn't think he
could wait that long. He didn't want to.
But, he tried to remind himself, this wasn't only about what he wanted,
and the idea of relinquishing control was such an incredible relief that it made
him relax things inside him he hadn't even realized were tensed.
“Am I allowed to ask questions? About you, I mean?” he said.
“You can ask, but I can't promise I'll always answer if it involves someone
else,” Owen said, which was reassuring in a way. “I won't discuss other subs
I've been involved with and until I know you better, I won't share every detail of
my past, either, unless I feel it's relevant. Questions about what we're doing or
what I ask of you—yes, as many as you like, always.” He smiled, another of
those small quirk of lips that Sterling was starting to get obsessed about.
“Unless you're gagged or I've told you not to talk, of course.” He gazed into the
fire, which allowed Sterling a small breathing space; Owen staring at him was
pretty intense. “Why I agreed to take you on… Partly to save myself from being
pestered, and partly because, yes, you're very attractive, although maybe not
for the reasons you think.” He gave Sterling a sidelong glance. “And maybe for
the chance to deliver the spankings you did such a good job of earning
freshman year. Did you consider that possibility when you chose me?”
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“Not…consciously,” Sterling admitted. The thought of it made his jeans
feel even tighter, and he shifted again, trying to find a better position in the
chair that had seemed perfectly comfortable when he'd first sat down in it. “I
guess I'd like to know how you got into this, and if you've had a lot of, um,
partners.” What he really wanted to
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