Wyatt had never worn any toys out in public. The idea was…shocking. Yes, he knew other subs who wore things like cock rings and even full cages all the time but Richard had never made him do anything like that. And it would have never occurred to Wyatt to decide to do something like that on his own. Sure he liked his toys when he was alone, but that was at home with the door locked.
Not out in public.
Master had just seemed so…decisive about it earlier. He knew what he was going to do to help pull Wyatt back from the edge of panic and it worked. He felt centered and calm, like he did when they were at home together or even talking on the phone.
Part of his worries had been because he wasn’t sure how Garrett was going to act when they were out in public. Wyatt knew Garrett had said he wasn’t going to hide who they were, and the office had given some strength to his statement, but it was still a lot to take in.
There was no more time to worry about it, though.
As they moved over to the table where the food was laid out, Brent came over. “You actually brought something real this time. I’m impressed.” Then he grinned and looked at Wyatt. “Thank you for making something, because we all know he didn’t go to this kind of effort for us.”
“My boy, my dessert. I told you that earlier. I get to claim credit too.” It came out very dry and matter of fact but there was laughter in Garrett’s eyes.
Wyatt couldn’t control the blush that crept over his face. He wasn’t sure how to respond. He loved the possessive sound in his master’s voice but it was a lot more open than he was used to. He looked at Brent and finally decided on a short, “Thank you.”
Brent couldn’t seem to help poking at Garrett. “See, even he agrees. It was his dessert.”
Wyatt had to fight off a smile. Was this what he’d missed by being an only child? Suddenly he was much more thankful for his lack of siblings. Garrett looked at him with this stern sexy look.
“Were you agreeing with him? Hmm, I’m not sure that’s a good idea, Sweet.” The growl in Garrett’s voice made Wyatt shiver.
“No, Sir. I was just being polite.” Wyatt desperately wanted to know the punishment for agreeing with Garrett’s brother but it didn’t seem like the best time for that. The audience, and all.
“Good boy.” Garrett took a step closer.
Wyatt wasn’t sure what would have happened but Brent piped up before his master could close the distance. “Get a room, you two.”
Coughing and choking in surprise, Wyatt couldn’t decide where to look. There were just too many people. He finally decided on making a thorough study of Master’s shirt.
“Where are your manners? You’re not supposed to embarrass him the first time I bring him over. Good first impression, remember?” His master’s voice was filled with frustration.
“What? I’m behaving. You should have been here earlier when Grant and Bryce were arguing about the salad. Some of the shit they said mademeblush.”
Even Wyatt could see the deflection to another sibling but Garrett fell for it. “Why were they fighting over it?”
“I don’t know. Something about Bryce bringing the wrong one. Grant was growling about wanting the other dressing and Bryce exploded. Bryce just told him if he wanted someone to boss around and drive crazy he should go get laid, not take it out on him. Then Grant went off, and it got colorful.” Brent smirked and glanced over at Wyatt before going into more detail on the crazy insults. “Bryce is a switch, so it makes it so much easier to fight with him. You can go either way, all the insults work.”
Wyatt couldn’t think of a polite response to that. He wondered if it was rude to think they were strange.
Probably.
Maybe it wasn’t that they were strange…they were just completely unlike anything he was used to. His family ignored the fact that he was gay as much as they could. The fact that he was submissive was hidden so deep you’d need a treasure map to find it. He couldn’t imagine anyone in his family telling him to go get a Dom and blow some steam off because he was an ass.
It felt like he was watching some kind of reality TV show.
“Um, okay.” He still wasn’t sure if a response was required but he didn’t want to be rude.
Garrett laughed and shook his head at Brent. “Troublemaker.” Then he turned to Wyatt and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. “Come on. Let’s go say hi to everyone else.”
Garrett walked them around the spacious backyard. There weren’t that many people, Garrett’s brothers and some people from work primarily. It was nice. He already knew more people than he expected and no one was surprised at his relationship with Garrett even though they kept things pretty vanilla. Well, vanilla with some sprinkles maybe. But overall, not outrageous.
The whole being open thing was still weird but after a while it didn’t feel as wrong.
He didn’t have to constantly watch what he said about Garrett or how he responded. If he said “Sir” or “Master” instead of just Garrett no one blinked. If he responded to a question by saying he would let Garrett make that decision, no one thought it was weird. They expected it or at least understood how the dynamics probably worked in their relationship.
So maybe being acceptedwasweird.
It was a kind of weird he could get used to, though.
