“Clothes. Dawson,” Luca mumbled. He didn’t want to give his roommate a surprise show.
“Josh took Dawson to the movies,” Brad said with a chuckle.
“What?” That had Luca popping his head up. “When?”
Brad smirked. “About the time I had you over my knees. I mentioned to Josh earlier that I had plans for you tonight and it might be better if Dawson was out of the apartment for a few hours. Once Dawson got wind, he agreed very quickly. Something about needing better headphones.”
Luca groaned. He dropped his head back down and wriggled. He was totally lying in the wet spot. Yuck.
“I’ll be right back,” Brad promised. “Don’t go anywhere.”
Oh, funny guy. There was no way that Luca was going anywhere. He might never move again.
Floating from pleasure and with a sated body, Luca snuggled deep into the softness below. Wet spot be damned.
Breaking Brad’s rule and testing him had worked greatly in Luca’s favor. They’d discussed at length at how much control Brad could take. Luca was pretty much fine with whatever. The only subject that had been avoided by both of them was the Daddy thing.
Brad had insisted he was fine with Luca regressing. He’d offered to make a safe space in Luca’s apartment for him when they couldn’t make it to the club. Luca didn’t need to be little often but he liked to indulge a few times a week, especially if he had a playdate planned.
The club had been the first time that Luca had been little around Dawson.
His roommate, friend, and co-worker had been nearly unrecognizable for three days before a nightmare pushed him back down. Luca had colored at the coffee table that night, staying close to Dawson. It seemed that trip to the club had changed things for all of them. Dawson included.
Everything was fitting perfectly in his life. Even Marco and Skinner had gotten to spend time with Brad and the rest of their friends. Skinner and Jacob had even exchanged phone numbers. That had been weird.
Marco and Scott had also seemed to hit it off, with Marco inviting Scott for a visit before school started.
Yeah, life was pretty damn good.
There was just one little issue. A small one. Or it should be small but for Luca it was everything. He hadn’t had the nerve to call Brad Daddy yet. And Brad hadn’t offered.
* * *
Brad
Everything was good. Too good. That was usually when the other shoe dropped and his life went to shit.
Dating Luca was everything that Brad had been missing in his life. He hadn’t even been this happy with Jordan and that scared Brad. He was going to mess up. There was a dark cloud over his shoulders and Brad didn’t know how to fight against the impending doom.
“Hey!” James knocked into Brad’s shoulder. “What’s up?”
Blinking out of his morbid thoughts, Brad turned. “What?”
“You just stopped walking. I almost ran right into your back,” James said.
“Oh, sorry.” Brad stepped to the side so he’d be out of the way.
“No,” James drawled. “You’re not in the way. I want to know what’s wrong.”
“Nothing,” Brad said quickly.
“Bullshit,” James snapped. He grabbed Brad’s arm, pulling him over to the side of the parking lot where they were under the shadow of the big tree. “Now talk.”
Brad scowled. “Don’t make me call your Daddy.”
“You can threaten me all you want,” James said. “If you don’t want to talk to me, then you can talk to him.”
“I don’t need to talk to anyone,” Brad replied.