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“I want you. I do,” he swears.

“Logan.” Robert’s hard voice cuts through the rising panic. “It’s not uncommon for male submissives to not get hard. If that’s the case, it just means you’re very attuned to anal play.”

“No, I—” He grabs Robert’s hand, stopping him from stroking and squeezing. Robert’s grip softens, cupping him gently. It feels protective now. “Daddy, I…” He doesn’t know what to say. He should just get it all out there. Offer the problem to Robert and see what happens. Trust in Robert to take care of him.

“Tell me,” Robert orders, dominance smacking into Logan like a velvet slap. He’s like a docked boat, lifted up on the wave of Robert’s dominance, bumping against the docks but with nowhere to go. He clings on to Robert’s hand tighter. The command rattles around in his head. Can he actually get used to that?

“Sometimes I can get hard, but not often. I got hard after the rescue mission. Spending time with you meant I could.”

“Interesting. If you’re soft that’s fine, if you’re hard that’s also fine,” he says, as if it doesn’t matter.

“What if you think I’m gross?”

Robert looks confused. Which is relieving, at least a little. Logan continues haltingly. “If I’m ugly or you don’t like having sex with me?”

“Those are two impossible things. I’ll prove it to you.”

Logan’s heart is pounding. He should be afraid of the control Robert has over him, but he’s not. He’s keyed up and needy, feeling the urge to prove himself and how good he can be, how obedient.

“My good boy,” Robert murmurs, kissing the top of Logan’s head. “I want to get you home, baby. How about a little mark on your throat? Everyone will know you belong to me,” he says, kissing down Logan’s neck. He latches on to his skin, sucking hard, even pressing his teeth in, and Logan releases with a cry.

Robert lets him go, staring at him in the mirror.

“There. Isn’t that pretty?”

“Shit,” Logan whispers, feeling drunk. There’s a purple mark on his neck. His hand is shaky when he covers it, the sting going all through him. He needs to get fucked. His hand drops, starting to slide around his hip so he can press against his hole, but he stops himself.

“Are you going to let me have you there?” Robert asks because he misses nothing.

“If you want me that way,” he says, and Robert presses closer to him.

“I do. I suspect you’ll settle down when I start using you regularly. You might need a lot of ass play. My fingers and mouth. My cock deep inside your body.” Robert kisses him. “Do you play with yourself at all?”

“No, Daddy,” he says. “I don’t ever touch myself back there unless I have to.”

“Hmm. Doesn’t it feel good?”

“Oh. I don’t… I’m not sure.” That’s kind of true, but mostly a lie. “I don’t have a cycle or anything, so I just haven’t. What if it made the wanting worse?”

“You deserve love, Logan. Do you know that?”

He glares.

Robert puts up a hand. “Okay. Later for that. But just so we’re clear, Daddy gets all of you. Iwantall of you. That’s something you’ll need to accept.”

“What if I don’t like it?” he asks.

“You will.”

“That’s all you have to say about it?”

Robert shrugs. “Kind of. You’re a male submissive. You can’t tell me you don’t fantasize about a Dom getting you all slicked up and open, and just using you there.”

“No, I—I have to pack.” The admission is too big and it can’t be here in this place. Maybe when he’s surrounded by Robert and his things, he can be honest with the both of them.

Logan finishes packing his clothes, then they go down and Jim turns on the radio when they get in the car. Robert holds Logan’s hand the rest of the way.

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