Page 72 of Collin: Episodes 4-6
Damian smirked and snapped his teeth, pretending to bite something. “Believe me, I’m not.”
“Damian is perfect as he is. Though I think he has something to tell me.” Mr. Reevesworth appeared behind his older sub, his hands coming to rest on Damian’s shoulders.
Damian straightened up and leaned back against his dom, his head coming to rest on Mr. Reevesworth’s belly. “I do, sir.”
Mr. Reevesworth squeezed his shoulders and went around the coffee table. He sat on the couch, angling Collin in to lean against his side, and took Damian’s wrist, pulling the lawyer off the coffee table and into the couch on his free side. Damian went, but he didn’t lean against Mr. Reevesworth like Collin. Instead, he settled himself cross-legged on the couch, his knees touching Mr. Reevesworth’s leg, hands in his lap, worrying a string of beads.
“I’ve been meaning to tell you this for a while; I was going to say something by our next contract check-in if I hadn’t gotten the courage to say anything before.” Damian’s eyes flashed to Collin. “I told Collin because…well…it was easier, and I felt he had to know in case he and I played together. I…” Damian took in a full breath of air. “I don’t feel submissive, sir. As in, if you weren’t in the picture, I don’t think I’d submit to anyone again. I think, I think I’m dominant.”
“I know.” Mr. Reevesworth stroked Damian’s shoulder and then gently gripped Damian’s hand.
“You knew?”
“I’ve thought for years that you would outgrow submission. But it still seemed stabilizing to you, and you’re still relatively young. Many people submit while younger, then develop confidence and stability and find they become more comfortably settled in dominance. There are less completely submissive or dominant personalities than one would think. It’s a spectrum, like sexuality, and it shifts with time for most of us.”
“Like you occasionally submit to Mr. Moreau, sir?”
“Yes.” Mr. Reevesworth smiled fondly. “I will release you from your contract if you want, Damian. Or we can renegotiate it to be less restrictive. I can be there for you sometimes, when you need relief, or we can stay as we are with you presenting as a dominant to the rest of the community. The choice is yours, and I’m here for you to help you make it or to give you the space to make it.”
Damian plucked harder on the beads in his hands. “I like being your pup, sir. But I think, going forward, I don’t want to be publicly displayed or have my submission showcased. I don’t think I’ll ever be over calling you sir. Or answering to you. There’s a security in that, but maybe…more like you describe yourself with the man who taught you, respectful but not…”
“Not scening or being punished or submitted in front of anyone else?”
“Yes, that.” Damian’s entire body was tense, but he looked up.
“I’m proud of you.”
“I fucked up.”
“We all made mistakes today, but none of them from cowardliness, or fear, or ill will. And we all confessed quickly.”
Damian threw himself at Mr. Reevesworth. Collin grinned, warmth born of happiness spreading in his chest for both men. He barely ducked out of the way in time to not be caught in the middle and turned into meat in a Damian-Mr. Reevesworth sandwich hug.
Mr. Reevesworth wrapped both his arms around his older sub. “I’ve got you, Damian. Pup. Lawyer, mouthy brat, big businessman, dominant. Doesn’t matter.” Mr. Reevesworth chuckled, and if he sounded slightly teary, Collin was not going to comment.
“I know, sir.”
“I hope you find your own submissive. I don’t think Collin is it.”
Collin made a sound in the back of his throat. “Sorry, but no. Eww. Damian feels more like…”
“Kink brothers not dynamic partners,” Damian said. He turned his head away briefly and appeared to wipe his face before turning back around. “Though after today, I’m not sure I’m ready for a sub. It’s a lot of responsibility.”
“You’ll learn if you want to. We can work on that too.” Mr. Reevesworth kept stroking Damian, reassuring him through voice and touch.
Collin cuddled into Mr. Reevesworth’s back, getting his shoulder between the man’s shoulder and the back of the couch. It left him nicely pinned and warm but not in the way.
