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Authors: Chris Owen, Jodi Payne
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see what she can tell us. Which, granted, won't be much, given her privilege."
"Hmm, true," Noah said, leaning on him. "He wants this; tonight was rough for him, but I don't think he really feels that it's hopeless."
"That scared me," Tobias confessed. "He's never said anything like that before. I just feel that he's close to something, a breaking point, and whatever happens next is going to be pivotal. It's such early days for him in this process and I... well, I guess I'm wondering if he's going to choose well."
"He's got a lot of help in making his choices." Noah's tone was lighter. "He knows he's not alone."
Tobias didn't say anything, stopping himself from questioning it by the physical act of biting his tongue.
Instead, he ran a hand over Noah's back and held him fractionally tighter. "Stay with me tonight?" he asked.
"Thankyou for not making me ask first," Noah said with a smile. "I'm not going to work tomorrow, either. I'm too damn wound up."
"Thankyou," Tobias said, not bothering to put up his usual arguments. "I'll call Dee when we get home, see if she can do without me in the morning. We have to vaccinate a small herd in the afternoon, though; I'll have to go."
Talking about work actually relaxed him a little, which he hadn't expected. He also hadn't really noticed it until Bradford walked in with Dr. Brewer and all the tension came flooding back.
Noah kissed Tobias, and then slid off his lap and knelt at his feet as they came in.
"Would you like Noah to go sit with Phan while we talk, doctor?" Bradford was asking as they walked through the door.
"That's up to Noah and Dr. Vincent," she said coolly. "I simply can't tell you that much, to tell the truth, so if he'd rather go cuddle he can -- he'll probably get more details than I can give you."
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Tobias stroked Noah's hair. "Up to you, pet. But don't push him for anything." He glared at the doctor.
"We only want to help."
Noah was on his feet instantly. "Thankyou, sir," he said, and hurried out the door.
"Tobias," Bradford warned. "We're all on the same team here."
Tobias merely looked at him for a moment before shifting his gaze to the doctor. "How is he?"
She sighed, suddenly looking tired. "Well, the good news is that he's fine. Contrite on a couple of matters, swearing to clear the air on one more. The bad news is that you're completely right, Dr. Vincent.
That's a sub in need of rules." She held up a hand and said, "However, I would like to point out that I was under the impression he had a Dom."
Bradford raised an eyebrow. "He told you that?"
"You did." Sheleveled him with a gaze that Tobias found veryunsubmissive . He made a mental note to find out if she had a Master or not, just to see who on earth had to deal with that.
"I? I did no such thing," Bradford protested. "I told you he was staying with me."
"When you called you said, and I quote, 'Dr. Brewer, I have a sub here who needs your help.' You then told me he was living with you, and that you had broken him, calling in Dr. Vincent for support when needed. This, Master Bradford, led me to believe that Phantom was yours. No one dissuaded me from this, and thus I didn't push Phan for things that I should have -- and when I did, he lied. I knew he was lying, and it's on me that I didn't dig; I was unaware that he didn't have a net."
Tobias didn't know if he should laugh or cry.
Bradford sank into his chair with a heavy sigh. "I'm sorry. I ought to have been clearer." He ran fingers through his hair. "Damn it."
"Damn it, indeed," she said. She pulled up a chair and sat, tipping her head back. "All right, gentlemen. I can't tell you much, but you can tell me. Will one of you give him structure for a time? At least... well, a few months, anyway. Phan's got years of work ahead of him, I won't lie. But he really needs structure right now."
"I can't," Tobias said, his voice sounding hollow to his own ears. "Not
"Hmm, true," Noah said, leaning on him. "He wants this; tonight was rough for him, but I don't think he really feels that it's hopeless."
"That scared me," Tobias confessed. "He's never said anything like that before. I just feel that he's close to something, a breaking point, and whatever happens next is going to be pivotal. It's such early days for him in this process and I... well, I guess I'm wondering if he's going to choose well."
"He's got a lot of help in making his choices." Noah's tone was lighter. "He knows he's not alone."
Tobias didn't say anything, stopping himself from questioning it by the physical act of biting his tongue.
Instead, he ran a hand over Noah's back and held him fractionally tighter. "Stay with me tonight?" he asked.
"Thankyou for not making me ask first," Noah said with a smile. "I'm not going to work tomorrow, either. I'm too damn wound up."
"Thankyou," Tobias said, not bothering to put up his usual arguments. "I'll call Dee when we get home, see if she can do without me in the morning. We have to vaccinate a small herd in the afternoon, though; I'll have to go."
Talking about work actually relaxed him a little, which he hadn't expected. He also hadn't really noticed it until Bradford walked in with Dr. Brewer and all the tension came flooding back.
Noah kissed Tobias, and then slid off his lap and knelt at his feet as they came in.
"Would you like Noah to go sit with Phan while we talk, doctor?" Bradford was asking as they walked through the door.
"That's up to Noah and Dr. Vincent," she said coolly. "I simply can't tell you that much, to tell the truth, so if he'd rather go cuddle he can -- he'll probably get more details than I can give you."
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Tobias stroked Noah's hair. "Up to you, pet. But don't push him for anything." He glared at the doctor.
"We only want to help."
Noah was on his feet instantly. "Thankyou, sir," he said, and hurried out the door.
"Tobias," Bradford warned. "We're all on the same team here."
Tobias merely looked at him for a moment before shifting his gaze to the doctor. "How is he?"
She sighed, suddenly looking tired. "Well, the good news is that he's fine. Contrite on a couple of matters, swearing to clear the air on one more. The bad news is that you're completely right, Dr. Vincent.
That's a sub in need of rules." She held up a hand and said, "However, I would like to point out that I was under the impression he had a Dom."
Bradford raised an eyebrow. "He told you that?"
"You did." Sheleveled him with a gaze that Tobias found veryunsubmissive . He made a mental note to find out if she had a Master or not, just to see who on earth had to deal with that.
"I? I did no such thing," Bradford protested. "I told you he was staying with me."
"When you called you said, and I quote, 'Dr. Brewer, I have a sub here who needs your help.' You then told me he was living with you, and that you had broken him, calling in Dr. Vincent for support when needed. This, Master Bradford, led me to believe that Phantom was yours. No one dissuaded me from this, and thus I didn't push Phan for things that I should have -- and when I did, he lied. I knew he was lying, and it's on me that I didn't dig; I was unaware that he didn't have a net."
Tobias didn't know if he should laugh or cry.
Bradford sank into his chair with a heavy sigh. "I'm sorry. I ought to have been clearer." He ran fingers through his hair. "Damn it."
"Damn it, indeed," she said. She pulled up a chair and sat, tipping her head back. "All right, gentlemen. I can't tell you much, but you can tell me. Will one of you give him structure for a time? At least... well, a few months, anyway. Phan's got years of work ahead of him, I won't lie. But he really needs structure right now."
"I can't," Tobias said, his voice sounding hollow to his own ears. "Not
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