Wyatt knew the date wasn’t just about Garrett. He wasn’t completely fixated on the idea of only pleasing him. It would just be uncomfortable and awkward if Wyatt presumed too much…or not enough. He wanted the evening to be…well, perfect was too much to expect, but he wanted it to go smoothly.
The doorbell rang before he could talk himself into a decision.
“Deep breath. You can do this. You can even do this without looking like a spaz. You know you can.” The pep talk didn’t help.
CHAPTER 7
Garrett
Wyatt probably didn’t realize how loud his little pep talk was.
Garrett stared at the front door, trying not to smile. That might not be the best first impression. What was the boy so worked up about? It could be anything. He didn’t know the cute sub well enough yet to understand exactly, but hopefully, he’d be able to guess.
He wanted Wyatt to be relaxed and open tonight. Not worried and second guessing every decision. They both needed to be themselves and see what happened.Not that he’d been reminding himself that. No, he was calm and their date was going to go fine.
When Wyatt opened the door, he waslookinga lot calmer than he’d sounded. But that wasn’t saying much. His hands were still twitching, and he was shifting his weight from one foot to the other like he was one worry away from needing to pace around the room.
There was no way the boy was going to have a good evening if Garrett couldn’t get him to calm down. Even a little would probably help. However, before he could do anything, Wyatt needed to invite him in. “Hello, Wyatt.”
Wyatt blushed, and the wiggling got worse. “Um, I, um, hi.”
“Hello. Can I come in?”
“Oh, yeah. I mean, yes, please come in.” Blushing, Wyatt stepped back from the door pointing toward the living room. “Come sit down. Dinner’s almost done. Well, most of it’s done. I have to finish a few things off when we’re ready to eat.” He must have realized he was starting to ramble because he abruptly closed his mouth and seemed to be trying to take a subtle deep breath.
This was a sub in desperate need of a master.
It was even worse than when he would come into the office. Garrett had wanted to comfort and take charge of the boy before. Now there was nothing to hold him back.
Wyatt closed the door and led him into the house. Garrett watched his lean, lithe body move. He couldn’t wait to see the boy naked. Not tonight of course, he wasn’t going to rush things. But soon, though. He and Wyatt had been dancing around each other for too long for his control to be that good.
The boy pointed to the couch. Then moved to sit on a chair that was adjacent but Garrett was having none of that. Garrett sat down on the couch, but he wasn’t going to sit by himself. “I think this will work out best. You areverynervous.”
Taking Wyatt’s hand, he gave it a little tug. The sub could have easily pulled away, but he blushed and allowed Garrett to steer him into his lap. Once he had the sexy boy settled, he took Wyatt’s hands in his, bringing them around to his back.
The change in Wyatt was dramatic and immediate. His breathing evened out and Garrett could feel his muscles relax. Everything about him seemed to calm. He looked down at his lap, then peeked up at Garrett through the longest lashes. Not quite flirting but it made Garrett fight for control of his cock.
The boy was too sweet. Garrett tried not to moan at how perfect it all felt. “This is much better.”
Wyatt’s cheeks pinked a little, but he nodded.
“If I do something to make you uncomfortable, I expect you to tell me. I know we haven’t discussed limits or expectations yet. If I go too fast, then I’m going to require you to tell me. That’s our first rule. Is that clear?”
Wyatt seemed to relax even more and this time he didn’t just nod. “Yes, Sir.”
“Sir is fine for now until we discuss it. Even Garrett is okay, if that’s what you’d prefer.”
“I…I…um…I’d like to use Sir for now. As long as it’s just us, of course.”
“That’s perfectly acceptable. You may even call me that when my family is around. They’re all in the lifestyle as well. I’m not going to brush over the dynamics of our relationship like that unless it’s what you want.” Garrett was curious to know what Wyatt would say. His wasn’t the most conventional family.
“So…Like…Soeveryonein your family is into BDSM?” Wyatt’s expression was so cute. The shocked confusion made Garrett want to kiss him.
“Yes. My brothers are all into BDSM. Even my parents were before my father passed. No one has brought anyone serious home yet but they wouldn’t expect me to hide it. They also wouldn’t expect you to push down your natural inclinations. That’s what some of the nervousness in the office was about, right?” Now that he was starting to get a better feel for what Wyatt needed, the idea made sense. If he leaned towards the more lifestyle end of the spectrum, then he had other needs that weren’t being met.
Wyatt squirmed a little and looked down at his lap again. He tugged the hand that was still restraining his arms behind his back. But it didn’t feel like he was trying to get loose, more like he was testing to make sure Garrett was holding him tight. His words came out low but not nervous. “Yes. I didn’t want to look ridiculous but sitting in the chair was hard. It didn’t feel right. Not with you there.”
Garrett wasn’t going to guess what Wyatt meant, even if he thought he had a pretty good idea. “What would have felt better? What did you want to do when you came into the office?”
