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Jason narrowed his eyes. "Mine. And it's a strict one. If you don't like it I wil put on a movie or take you home." When Kit hesitated to answer him, Jason said, "I asked you a question, Kit."
Kit nodded and rubbed his arms. "I don't want to go home. And I don't want to watch a movie. I just…" He shrugged. "I'm not good at this stuff in general. And there are rules now? I don't remember there being rules."
Jason chuckled. "Eat your burger while I explain some things to you." Kit quickly took a bite as Jason held up the bit of gray leather on his wrist for Kit to see. "This band is for when I go to the gay club about an hour away. It tels the other guys what I like and who I am as far as sex goes. Gray means I like bondage, wearing it on my left wrist means I'm always the dominant one." Kit gulped nervously. Jason was certainly ful of surprises today and he didn't know if he was ready to hear them al. "It's not always going to be a band like I wear. You'l see guys with handkerchiefs or key chains. Hel, I've even given a few tattoos to guys from the club. There's lots of colors and meanings though."
"Like what?"
Jason shook his head. "I won't get into al of them with you. Stay away from brown, yelow or red on either wrist. Gray and black on the right wrist wil do nothing for you. Black on the left may hurt you, but you may like that particular side of sex. I wil come with you to the club for the first few times. I wil even be there when another Dom takes you somewhere. You aren't going to get hurt unless it's a pain you like. I'l keep you as safe as you want me to, for as long as you want me to."
"But what if I don't want anyone but you? What color do I wear then?" Kit said as he scooted closer to Jason. Why couldn't he see Kit only wanted to be with him? Why did he have to talk about him being with someone else as if he couldn't wait to get rid of him?
Jason looked away. "We'l talk about that after tonight. No promises until you see exactly what it means to be mine."
Kit was furious as he jumped to his feet. "Wait and see? Is that al you have to say? I've fucking loved you for years and you're treating me like a goddamn child!" He was on the verge of hot, angry tears and al Jason could do was stare up at him like he'd lost his goddamn mind. "I hate you," he whimpered, crumbling back down to the couch. He didn't want to be there anymore, didn't want to be near Jason. The man he loved wanted to give him to someone else. Kit felt dirty and used. He didn't want to be trained like a dog and then shared at some sex club. And with Jason watching too? He shook as he puled himself into a bal at the edge of the couch, as far away from the other man as he could manage.
And then Jason was there, wrapping his arms around him, leaning into him. Kit closed his eyes, wiling him away. He put his hands over his ears and kicked Jason away. He didn't want to hear the man's pain if he actualy made contact. But he was quickly trapped under him as Jason put a muscular thigh on the outside of his legs, pinning him in place. Kit struggled, bucking under him, but it was no use against Jason's much larger size. And he had very little energy left to fight him.
It was only once he had gone stil that Kit felt Jason get off of him. He opened his eyes and blinked.
Jason was kneeling in front of him, looking nearly as sad as he had the day of the funeral. "Jason?"
"Shh, just relax." His hand came up to Kit's neck, rubbing him gently. "Do you realy want to stay here tonight? Experience what I want to show you? It won't be easy and it may even be uncomfortable."
Kit bit his lip. He wanted Jason. He could never be bad or wrong, he was just Jason. And he'd always been the best person Kit knew outside of Bear. "What are you going to do to me?"
Jason pursed his lips and sighed before he stood up. "Come with me. And bring your burger. It blows my mind that you're stil working on it. You wil be done with it before we go further."
He took a step
Jason narrowed his eyes. "Mine. And it's a strict one. If you don't like it I wil put on a movie or take you home." When Kit hesitated to answer him, Jason said, "I asked you a question, Kit."
Kit nodded and rubbed his arms. "I don't want to go home. And I don't want to watch a movie. I just…" He shrugged. "I'm not good at this stuff in general. And there are rules now? I don't remember there being rules."
Jason chuckled. "Eat your burger while I explain some things to you." Kit quickly took a bite as Jason held up the bit of gray leather on his wrist for Kit to see. "This band is for when I go to the gay club about an hour away. It tels the other guys what I like and who I am as far as sex goes. Gray means I like bondage, wearing it on my left wrist means I'm always the dominant one." Kit gulped nervously. Jason was certainly ful of surprises today and he didn't know if he was ready to hear them al. "It's not always going to be a band like I wear. You'l see guys with handkerchiefs or key chains. Hel, I've even given a few tattoos to guys from the club. There's lots of colors and meanings though."
"Like what?"
Jason shook his head. "I won't get into al of them with you. Stay away from brown, yelow or red on either wrist. Gray and black on the right wrist wil do nothing for you. Black on the left may hurt you, but you may like that particular side of sex. I wil come with you to the club for the first few times. I wil even be there when another Dom takes you somewhere. You aren't going to get hurt unless it's a pain you like. I'l keep you as safe as you want me to, for as long as you want me to."
"But what if I don't want anyone but you? What color do I wear then?" Kit said as he scooted closer to Jason. Why couldn't he see Kit only wanted to be with him? Why did he have to talk about him being with someone else as if he couldn't wait to get rid of him?
Jason looked away. "We'l talk about that after tonight. No promises until you see exactly what it means to be mine."
Kit was furious as he jumped to his feet. "Wait and see? Is that al you have to say? I've fucking loved you for years and you're treating me like a goddamn child!" He was on the verge of hot, angry tears and al Jason could do was stare up at him like he'd lost his goddamn mind. "I hate you," he whimpered, crumbling back down to the couch. He didn't want to be there anymore, didn't want to be near Jason. The man he loved wanted to give him to someone else. Kit felt dirty and used. He didn't want to be trained like a dog and then shared at some sex club. And with Jason watching too? He shook as he puled himself into a bal at the edge of the couch, as far away from the other man as he could manage.
And then Jason was there, wrapping his arms around him, leaning into him. Kit closed his eyes, wiling him away. He put his hands over his ears and kicked Jason away. He didn't want to hear the man's pain if he actualy made contact. But he was quickly trapped under him as Jason put a muscular thigh on the outside of his legs, pinning him in place. Kit struggled, bucking under him, but it was no use against Jason's much larger size. And he had very little energy left to fight him.
It was only once he had gone stil that Kit felt Jason get off of him. He opened his eyes and blinked.
Jason was kneeling in front of him, looking nearly as sad as he had the day of the funeral. "Jason?"
"Shh, just relax." His hand came up to Kit's neck, rubbing him gently. "Do you realy want to stay here tonight? Experience what I want to show you? It won't be easy and it may even be uncomfortable."
Kit bit his lip. He wanted Jason. He could never be bad or wrong, he was just Jason. And he'd always been the best person Kit knew outside of Bear. "What are you going to do to me?"
Jason pursed his lips and sighed before he stood up. "Come with me. And bring your burger. It blows my mind that you're stil working on it. You wil be done with it before we go further."
He took a step
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