Page 80 of Collin: Episodes 13-15
“You need to rest.”
Damian groaned very quietly. “I know. It feels like I can’t come down.”
“You said you were doing well after the incident.”
“Not that. I am handling that. Seeing Bernstein get eviscerated in court and knowing reparations to Reevesworth Industries are going to be in the billions has been good for my mental health. Having you around all the time has been good.”
“Then what?” Collin played with the collar of Damian’s shirt. Damian took Collin’s hand in his, spreading Collin’s fingers and pressing their palms together.
“Honestly, I do need to disconnect from work. I’m usually better at it than this. It’s my not-my-person person. They’ve gone really quiet, and I’m pretty sure they’re not happy. And working was the only way I could trick my stress into thinking I was doing something about it. Honestly, I could have knocked off yesterday, but…”
“But you at least felt like you were being useful if you kept doing things.”
Damian grimaced and nodded. “At least I didn’t get you in trouble this time.”
“No, but I’m probably going to get you in trouble.”
“How?”
“By telling Richard he needs to put you in puppy mode and wear you out.”
Damian laughed wryly. “He already called me out. I agreed. He’s giving me some time to stew, but tonight I gave him permission to take me down. No dom training, just pup time. Fuck, it’s going to be rough at first.”
“Why?”
“Because I haven’t submitted in a while. “
“Neither have I?” Collin shrugged, uncertain of Damian’s issue.
“You’re always submitting, kitten. I’d bet a hundred dollars Émeric ordered for you this afternoon at the café and didn’t even ask you what you wanted.”
Collin flushed. “Er…um…you’d win that bet.”
“I would.” Damian chuckled and stroked Collin’s nose. “When’s the last time you came?”
“Weeks and weeks ago.”
“Exactly.” Damian reached down and cupped Collin’s groin. “I bet you’re full.”
Collin squirmed. “Maybe.”
“There’s a pillory and some stocks around here somewhere. I bet Émeric can use them to milk you nicely without putting any strain on your right arm.”
Collin whined in the back of his throat. “Okay, okay. You’re right. I am always submitting. I’ve missed doing anything more intense though. And I know I’m going to regret saying that but also I won’t.”
Damian grinned and stroked Collin’s cheek. “You thrive on embarrassment, little brother.”
Collin nodded. “Is there anything I can do to make it easier for you when you start submitting again?”
Damian huffed and sank back against the couch. “If Mr. Reevesworth does what I think he’ll do, he’ll put me in the cage under his side of the bed tonight in my puppy gear, naked. It’s what he usually does on our first night here so I can spend some time getting into headspace. If I fret or don’t sleep, he’ll take me out and spank me until I’m tired and then put me back. Don’t fret about it. Sometimes I need to fight it a bit. Huffing and whining and acting out is kinda my Pup’s thing when I’m stressed. The rest of the time, if I’m stressed, I don’t make it anyone else’s problem, but when I’m a pup, yeah, I make it someone else’s problem, and he puts me in my place. I wouldn’t trust anyone else to do it.”
“Are Émeric and I allowed to be around for this? Now that you have a new contract?”
“Only you and Émeric. Not even Matthew gets to see that anymore or Hypatia.” Damian rubbed Collin’s head. “You’re special.”
Collin grinned. He felt special. “Do you think they’ll put me in a cage too tonight?”
“There is a second cage on Émeric’s side of the bed. A long, long time ago, Matthew used to sleep on one side, and I was on the other. But you’ve never indicated that you’re okay with being left in a cage overnight.”
