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"Come, boy," he said softly. He stood and walked away, knowing without a doubt that Noah was following perfectly; he had to, Phan was watching. It would have been comical if it wasn't so obvious that Noah was insecure about it.
They went up the stairs slowly, two flights this time to the larger rooms on the third floor. "Key," Tobias said as they walked down the hall to room six. "You may open the door."
"My pleasure, sir." Noah obeyed, pulling the key from his pocket and opening the door. It was heavy and swung wide, revealing immediately the large Saint Andrew's Cross against the far wall. Bradford had always had excellent taste in furniture, but this cross was new since the last time Tobias had been in this room. It stood floor to ceiling and was upholstered in black leather, with heavy rings at ankle, hip, and neck, adjustable cuffs on either side above head-height, and lace-up foot bindings. Optional wrist cuffs that hung from the ceiling by thick chains were neatly hooked to the wall.
There was a matching studded leather armoire in one corner, a gymnastic horse in another, and a rack of various 61
Deviations: Submission
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whips, chains, cuffs, masks and hardware decorating a third wall. And, as Tobias was well aware, there was an enormous bathroom, complete with mirrors and a cleverly equipped shower and tub just beyond the leather-covered door on the right.
Noah turned and locked the door with his key once they had entered the room then dropped to his knees on the hardwood floor and held the key out in front of him for Tobias to take.
"So, boy," Tobias murmured as he stood in front of him to claim the key. "As this is our second time playing together, I won't go through the elaborate security check I did last time.
You understand that I have your safety in mind and that I expect you to use your safe words if you want to. Will you use the same safe words?" He stroked the top of Noah's head absently. A sensualist, Brett had said. He could work with that. Surround him, soothe him, hurt him. The thought of it, the smell of leather, the smell of Noah's soap all combined to half-drown Tobias himself, and he felt his cock begin to grow hard.
"If it pleases you, sir," Noah responded. Tobias felt him lean unconsciously into his touch.
"It does," Tobias said softly, enjoying the arousal in him.
He rarely took the time to just feel it; usually he was well into a scene before it started. He'd have to wait, of course, but he was happy enough to let things be like this for a few minutes.
He stroked Noah's hair some more, down to his neck and back. "You want to please me," he whispered.
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"Yes, sir. It's important to me that I be everything you need, sir," Noah's response was creative.
It was also the one thing that could tear Tobias in two if everything fell apart, the one thing that could make his cock throb and his control drift long enough that he wondered what it would be like to take this boy to the country house, to the stables. To bed.
"Good," he made himself say. "That's good, sweetheart."
He took a hated step backward and cleared his throat. "I wish to inspect you. Stand and undress, take your time." He pulled the one large chair to the middle of the room and sat, leaning back into it. He wanted to cross his legs, but currently it didn't seem wise; instead he made very sure that he was sitting where Noah would be perfectly aware of the effect he had on Tobias' body.
Noah stood. His shoulders were square and confident, a hint of a smile tugged at one corner of his lips, and his gaze landed directly between Tobias' legs.
He untucked his shirt, then bent to unbuckle his boots slowly, letting Tobias get a better look at them this time.
They were made of a stiff, black leather and had a heavy sole with a bit of a heel, so that when Noah stepped out of them he was a good two inches shorter than he had been a moment ago. The boots set
They went up the stairs slowly, two flights this time to the larger rooms on the third floor. "Key," Tobias said as they walked down the hall to room six. "You may open the door."
"My pleasure, sir." Noah obeyed, pulling the key from his pocket and opening the door. It was heavy and swung wide, revealing immediately the large Saint Andrew's Cross against the far wall. Bradford had always had excellent taste in furniture, but this cross was new since the last time Tobias had been in this room. It stood floor to ceiling and was upholstered in black leather, with heavy rings at ankle, hip, and neck, adjustable cuffs on either side above head-height, and lace-up foot bindings. Optional wrist cuffs that hung from the ceiling by thick chains were neatly hooked to the wall.
There was a matching studded leather armoire in one corner, a gymnastic horse in another, and a rack of various 61
Deviations: Submission
by Jodi Payne, Chris Owen
whips, chains, cuffs, masks and hardware decorating a third wall. And, as Tobias was well aware, there was an enormous bathroom, complete with mirrors and a cleverly equipped shower and tub just beyond the leather-covered door on the right.
Noah turned and locked the door with his key once they had entered the room then dropped to his knees on the hardwood floor and held the key out in front of him for Tobias to take.
"So, boy," Tobias murmured as he stood in front of him to claim the key. "As this is our second time playing together, I won't go through the elaborate security check I did last time.
You understand that I have your safety in mind and that I expect you to use your safe words if you want to. Will you use the same safe words?" He stroked the top of Noah's head absently. A sensualist, Brett had said. He could work with that. Surround him, soothe him, hurt him. The thought of it, the smell of leather, the smell of Noah's soap all combined to half-drown Tobias himself, and he felt his cock begin to grow hard.
"If it pleases you, sir," Noah responded. Tobias felt him lean unconsciously into his touch.
"It does," Tobias said softly, enjoying the arousal in him.
He rarely took the time to just feel it; usually he was well into a scene before it started. He'd have to wait, of course, but he was happy enough to let things be like this for a few minutes.
He stroked Noah's hair some more, down to his neck and back. "You want to please me," he whispered.
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Deviations: Submission
by Jodi Payne, Chris Owen
"Yes, sir. It's important to me that I be everything you need, sir," Noah's response was creative.
It was also the one thing that could tear Tobias in two if everything fell apart, the one thing that could make his cock throb and his control drift long enough that he wondered what it would be like to take this boy to the country house, to the stables. To bed.
"Good," he made himself say. "That's good, sweetheart."
He took a hated step backward and cleared his throat. "I wish to inspect you. Stand and undress, take your time." He pulled the one large chair to the middle of the room and sat, leaning back into it. He wanted to cross his legs, but currently it didn't seem wise; instead he made very sure that he was sitting where Noah would be perfectly aware of the effect he had on Tobias' body.
Noah stood. His shoulders were square and confident, a hint of a smile tugged at one corner of his lips, and his gaze landed directly between Tobias' legs.
He untucked his shirt, then bent to unbuckle his boots slowly, letting Tobias get a better look at them this time.
They were made of a stiff, black leather and had a heavy sole with a bit of a heel, so that when Noah stepped out of them he was a good two inches shorter than he had been a moment ago. The boots set
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