"A cop," Said Lucas out of the blue.
Dakota was suspended, so for a week, he wasn't allowed to step through the school doors. When Lucas heard, he got all giddy- and since then he never left Dakota's side.
Dakota didn't know what sparked this excitement from Lucas, but it seems, now that they were officially dating, that Lucas was determined to soak up every ounce of affection from Dakota.
And it was only the day after they had accepted each other.
Even as Dakota was working on his list of careers, looking them up and crossing them out, Lucas was laying his head in Dakota's lap, watching the television. Dakota wasn't used to doing relaxing romantic things like that, so he found it enjoyable.
"What about a cop?" Dakota asked, glancing at the T.V. to see what was on. It looked like some Jersey girls cat-fighting over a tattooed, slurring gangster. Dakota guessed a cop was probably going to show up.
"I was talking about you, Master," Lucas said, pausing the show and rolling over to look up at him, "You could be a cop."
Dakota ignored the shivers he felt when Lucas called him 'Master' and focused more on the point.
"You think I could be a cop?" Dakota repeated.
"That's what I said, yes," Lucas rolled his eyes.
"Why?" Dakota asked. Lucas smiled and sat up coming a tad closer to kiss Dakota on his cheek. That one kiss made Dakota feel happier than any he had had with Lenore.
"Because you're protective of those who need it, " Lucas kissed his bruised and blushing cheek again, "You do what's right to help people like me," Lucas trailed the kiss down closer to his mouth, "You're street-smart. From growing up on the streets."
Lucas then climbed into Dakota's lap, which caused Dakota's heart to beat faster. Lucas gripped Dakota's bicep commenting how Dakota was also strong and could probably get stronger. Dakota flushed. He also felt aroused, but he tried to control it. However, Lucas made him lose sight of things.
Maybe that's a good thing, thought Dakota, For later.
Maybe it was okay to believe in himself, to have hope that he might be able to do those things with Lucas one day.
Lucas made a little hmm of pleasure, before diving in for a short kiss on the lips. Dakota obliged. He was underneath Lucas- but he didn't feel submissive. He felt hot.
"And if you have handcuffs, we could- sh*t," Lucas said suddenly, scrambling off of Dakota's lap, "Sorry! I was getting too lost in it. I was about to seduce you and ride you right there."
Dakota couldn't help but imagine a fantasy in which Lucas did those things, but he knew he wasn't fully ready for that yet. He was a virgin. He barely knew how to prepare Lucas like a good top, let alone become a dominant.
"Um, maybe later?" he responded to Lucas- face red from his equal parts awkwardness and horniness.
"Yeah but," Lucas shifted a little bit, "It's going to be hard to go slow. I'm used to getting rammed by a dick before I go on the first date. It will be hard for me to...control myself. So, remind me if I get too overboard, okay?"
"Okay," Dakota nodded.
"And distract me, Master," Lucas said with hooded eyes, scanning Dakota in a way that made him feel exposed, "Or I won't be able to hold back." Lucas bit his lip, and by God and all the things he made, Dakota had never seen something so simultaneously beautiful and sexy than the boy in front of him.
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Finding Yourself
RomanceBDSM was not the lifestyle Dakota Moore had in mind. He had spent most of his teenage career running away from orphanages and taking care of his homeless little sisters. Once they were adopted by two rich gay guys, everything in Dakota's life sudden...