Checkmate

Toys

Elliot's POV

"What should I wear today?" I asked Sim holding up two different shirts. He was sat on my bed fidgeting with my switch.

"What session do you have?" He asked not even looking at me.

"Er toys" I shrugged. His eyes perked up and a smile grew on his lips.

"How exciting" he laughed "it doesn't matter then. It won't be on for long" he teased.

"Piss off and help me!" I threw the shirt I had in my right hand at him.

"Can I chose one that you've not suggested?" He asked turning his nose up at the shirt that hit him.

"I'm not wearing a crop top." He pouted at that then sighed.

"Then let me dig around at least."

"Ugh fine. I'm going for a shower. Don't mess everything up."

"Your wardrobe is already messy how can I possibly make it any messier?" I threw the other shirt at him and turned and left the room.

I was feeling a little high strung today and honestly, I didn't know why. I don't usually masturbate in the shower but the cold water and that release did help me feel calmer. Aside from the minor averted panic attack, last night was really fun. I enjoyed it a lot. I kissed Master Janus and sort of kind of planned a scene with him and I also planned a training session with Master Nathaniel and for the first time, I just got to speak to him which was nice. I can see why Sim likes him so much.

Cleaning myself off I turn the water temperate up before climbing out and wrapping a towel around my waist. I made my way back into my bedroom and Sim was routing through my bottom drawers. "Find anything?" I asked cringing a little as he threw some of my stuff on the floor. He nodded. "I found these leather pants, since when did you own them?"

"Oh fuck. I forgot about them. They were for social."

"Which one?"

"Erm, I think it was like an eighties thing."

"Try them on I want to see how they look."

"If they still fit" I muttered under my breath. I stepped behind Sim going in my drawer getting some tight-fitting underwear and getting changed into the pants. Sim kept his eyes in the wardrobe but to be honest we've both seen every part of each other so I'm truly not bothered. We've not had sex or kissed or anything like that it just comes with Sim being hypersexual and us living together for so long. I pulled the pants on and looked at myself in the mirror. Oh god. I look awful. They still fit though. That's a bonus at least. "I hate these..."

"Awe but they're such a vibe" he pouted "oh well I can't find anything that works with them anyway."

A pile of clothes later and I'm stood in black jeans and a red shirt. "I can't wear jeans. It'll hurt too much..."

"Then wear your shorts."

"But the shorts with this red shirt?"

"No, it doesn't look right. Fuck sake. Just go shirtless." Sim threw his hands up in defeat.

"Absolutely not."

"But you're going to end up shirtless most of the night."

"But that doesn't mean the rest of the club wants to see that, I wouldn't want to see that."

"Oh believe me they would."

"I'll just wear this black shirt," I told him grabbing it off the top of the rejected pile. "You go and get ready now. I need to tidy up your mess."