Oh yes, there was something else besidesjust wanting to make me happy going on there. No one was this happy about doingdishes.
Giving him another kiss, I nodded. “We willwork out a chore schedule for you that’s reasonable because I don’t spendenough time here to help out with any of this. But by the time we’re livingtogether, we’ll have it organized. How does that sound?”
His entire body seemed to perk up. “A realschedule with a plan and consequences?”
And suddenly some of the comments startedmaking more sense.
He’d spent his entire childhood staying asfar away from his parents as humanly possible. He’d never had a space that feltlike his or like he was a member of a family. Even his apartment looked morelike a hotel than a true home. If I combined that with a service kink, then itall seemed to fall into place.
But it was something I’d have to watch tomake sure he didn’t overwork himself.
He might be my submissive, but we werepartners.
Nodding, I slid my hands down and squeezedhis ass, reminding him of the spanking he’d gotten the other night judging bythe way he shivered and grinned. “Yes, rules and consequences to go with thechores, but it will be fair. You won’t be doing all the work.”
His eager nod was filled with delight andcompletely fake.
One of our first rules would be that hecouldn’t do my chores without us talking about it first. But that conversationcould wait. “We’ll start working on the list this weekend. How does that sound?After we go do a bit of shopping, and as long as you talk to someone this week,we’ll move things around in your new office.”
Thursday and Friday gave him plenty of timeto talk to someone.
He gave me a little pout. “What if I don’tfind someone to talk to?”
“As long as I know you’ve made a reasonableeffort, we’ll still move everything around.” I leaned closer and gave him apeck on the lips. “But only if I think you’ve tried. Got it?”
“Yes.” He threw himself against me, huggingme tight. “That’s perfect.”
Wrapping my arms around him, I gave him atight squeeze and just held him as he slowly relaxed against me. When he wascalm and back to his normal self, I kissed the side of his head and gave hisass another pat. “Come on. Bedtime.”
He pulled back and gave me a cute pout, butI shook my head. “No, we’ve both got to get up early for work tomorrow and youworked hard today.”
Between his regular job and therapy and allthe driving, he’d had a long day.
The yawn that tried to sneak out said I wasright. “Come on, baby. Let’s get you ready for bed.”
He huffed but snuggled close again andnodded. “With lots of cuddles before bed?”
“Absolutely. Snuggling with you is one ofthe best things about spending time with you.” He wiggled happily, and as heteased me, I could hear the smile in his voice.
“And spankings. Those are good too.”
Laughing, I hugged him tight. He was right,spankings and snuggles were the best things about spending time together. “Bedtime.”
I smacked his ass, making him moan. “Beforeyou end up with a spanking but no orgasms for days.”
That got me a quiet huff, but as he pulledaway, he yawned, ruining his sexy pout. “I hate it when you’re right.”
“No, you don’t.” Smiling, I helped him getoff the couch and gave him another kiss. “Go get ready for bed and I’ll bethere soon.”
He had a small apartment and an even tinierbathroom, so there was no way both of us could do anything at the same time.“I’ll make sure the door is locked and I’ll be right there.”
Asa gave me a quick hug and then hurriedoff toward the bathroom down the hall. He’d almost made it when he stopped andtwirled around. “Does Landon count?”
It took me a second to realize what hemeant.
It hadn’t been exactly what I waspicturing, but it would work. “Yes, Landon counts.”
The beaming smile made agreeing with himworth it. I’d figure out another way to push him to find more friends later,but it would work for the time being. Opening up was a slow process sometimes,and if he was comfortable with Landon, that would make getting together witheveryone easier.
