“We’ll figure it out.” And then I’d get to keep him until his pants were clean at the very least. “Can I scrub you too or is this just a one-way washing? I’ve seen couples online who have w—curious rules.”
Probably shouldn’t call them weird.
Anson flashed me a grin but didn’t get distracted lecturing me about manners. “Would you like to wash me?”
Yes, but…
“What happens if I accidentally make you come?” Washing accidents happened. “You said you were going to fuck me. What will we do in that case?”
Putting on a thinking face, Anson shrugged and sighed. “I might just have to stay the night to make sure I can fuck you later. I did promise.”
Oh, I liked that.
“That seems fair. A promise is a promise.” And that would mean I’d get lots of snuggles. “And if you had an orgasm, it wouldn’t be my fault.”
It wouldn’t be my lack of control, so he couldn’t get upset.
“You’re mostly right.” He lifted one shoulder. “But I might have to punish you for tempting me too much, so there’s that.”
Interesting.
“What kind of punishment?” I had questions and they were legitimate but Anson laughed and patted my hips.
“You need a drink of water and then we’ll get a shower. Come on. No dawdling. I can hear your stomach complaining again.” He did a very good job of ignoring what he didn’t want to talk about. “You seem to have forgotten how much cum you got on me.”
Trying not to laugh, I shrugged and gave back his own expression. “Earthquakes happen.”
Not my fault.
“Now what were you saying about punishments?” I managed to get off his lap before he laughed again. “That’s not a very clear answer.”
Even though he seemed to think it was.
“Well, there’s punishments and then there’s punishments.” He gave me another casual shrug as he ignored his messy pants and took my hand. “You look thirsty, though. Let’s handle that first.”
He wasn’t as subtle or sneaky as he seemed to think he was, but he was stubborn enough I just sighed. “Good boy.”
The Doms online said subs were troublemakers, but I was starting to doubt that.
“Thank you, Sir.” There was no way I was the biggest pain in the butt in our relationship. “A drink of water sounds wonderful.”
Yep, it was definitely a first, but he was more of a handful than I was.
But it was hard to even get frustrated when agreeing with him made him so happy. It even got me a kiss on the head and he squeezed my hand. “Then let’s take care of that.”
And me.
He liked taking care of me.
“Thank you.” It felt like it was too easy to make him happy, but it seemed to work like that. “Then I’ll help you find clothes and get you clean too.”
Yes, we could both do the caretaking…I just had to figure out what that was supposed to look like on my side.
“Thank you.” Anson was back to looking very Mastery as he led me into my kitchen, but he went back to being cute when he stopped and frowned. “I don’t know where your cups are and I don’t like that.”
He was adorable.
And slightly huffy.
