that he already seemed to respond well to commands. However, that was why he’d be reminding Braylin of his safeword a lot in the beginning.
Zen smiled to himself. He loved how his musings kept indicating a clear future with Braylin.
“L-like this?”
Zen swirled his finger. “Turn around.”
The red in Braylin’s cheeks hadn’t abated one bit. Zen planned on making Braylin’s other cheeks the same color. Once Braylin’s ass came into view, Zen did some lip-biting of his own.
“Hot damn, baby. I’m looking forward to heating up that delectable skin.”
Braylin’s ass was perfect in Zen’s eyes. Small, but rounded. Enough to squeeze and paddle yet still adorable as fuck.
“Come on.” Zen patted his legs. “Let’s get started.
To his boy’s credit, he didn’t hesitate and responded to Zen’s order without question.
After a brief hesitation, Braylin awkwardly draped himself across Zen’s ass. When he laid his palm on Braylin’s behind, he couldn’t stop himself from letting out an appreciative moan, his length filling as the heat built between their skin.
Zen slowly rubbed one of Braylin’s cheek then the other. He gave him gentle squeezes—partly for his own enjoyment, and partly to bring Braylin’s nerves alive, to get the blood flowing. Once Braylin had relaxed over his lap, Zen raised his hand to make the first strike.
“Remember, your safeword is always valid—especially since this is your first time.”
“I know, Sir. But…I think I should be spanked.”
Zen pressed his lips together to keep from laughing. “Oh? Why does my beautiful boy think he should be spanked?”
“For making assumptions and not speaking with you first.”
“Agreed. Here comes the first one.”
Zen’s palm descended on Braylin’s naked flesh with a loud thwack. Braylin let out a startled yelp, but Zen kept going. He alternated between each cheek, not using the same amount of force he normally would for a more seasoned sub. As Braylin’s skin reddened, heating Zen’s stinging palm, his cock throbbed in his pants, his hard dick rubbing against Braylin’s belly just enough to taunt both him and his boy.
He ached to check if Braylin was sporting a woody too, but he didn’t want this moment to be overtly sexual. In many ways, it was to dip their toes in the D/s waters and see if there was hope for that aspect of their dynamic to work.
From the sound of Braylin’s building moans and sighs and how he’d begun to push back into Zen’s hand, Zen’s confidence was high they were on the right track together.
My innocent wanton.
What a combination.
“That’s the last one.”
Zen took a moment to stroke Braylin’s hot, scarlet skin, to revel in the afterglow of their first official scene together. Perhaps Braylin didn’t view it that way—Zen hadn’t declared that’s what they were doing—but as they went along, Braylin would learn and grow as a sub and understand what everything meant.
With me guiding him each step of the way.
Zen had never played with a complete newbie before and he was surprised to discover it was a rush. The demands of his career had inspired him to seek out seasoned players he could enjoy when he wasn’t on the road. Yet now, he hoped to find a way to continue their relationship, even after the tour was over.
Braylin remained relaxed across Zen’s lap and his breathing had slowed. Zen kept the hand that was steadying Braylin on his lower back, then let the one he’d been spanking him with travel up Braylin’s spine, then started to rake his fingers through Braylin’s hair.
“How are you doing?”
“I’m fine,” came Braylin’s muffled reply.
“Hmm.” Zen gently rubbed Braylin’s sculp. “Let’s get you up, then I want you lie on the bed so I can rub some cream on your skin. It’ll help with the pain. As it is, you’ll be leaning on your hip in the bus for a while. And after that, I want to hear more about your feelings beyond ‘I’m fine’. Got it?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Braylin allowed Zen to help him climb off his lap then helped him to his feet. Braylin hissed, and Zen’s gut clenched. That alone spoke volumes too. He’d been a Dom for years, had played with many subs. He hadn’t used anywhere near the amount of force he normally did, yet found himself anxious that he might’ve hurt Braylin.
This was a new development in his Dom history, something he’d have to explore more deeply as they grew closer. Perhaps he’d find himself adjusting to a new way of topping a man because that’s what Braylin needed. Or maybe, it was what he needed.