Transitions [SamandColby Fic]

Chapter 4

Aja did an abbreviated toy bag tour while she and Colby negotiated their scene.

There were way too many toys for Sam to keep up with.  And there was so much variety.  There were toys that Sam recognized from certain corners of the internet (Floggers, whips, riding crops and the like), but there were even more things that looked like they could have been picked up anywhere, like baseball bats, ping pong paddles, back scratchers, rulers, kitchen utensils, and even more things that Sam didn't know the true purpose of.

Just that Aja was going to use most of them to hurt Colby.

There were a couple of toys that Colby shook his head to, including a rather innocuous looking plastic or rubber stick, but Sam tried not to be alarmed at the pile of toys that Colby nodded his approval to.

Some of them looked pretty scary.

Aja, Brennan, Colby, Sam, and the new couple had moved into what was probably a dining room space during non-play times.  A two layered table sat in the middle of the room.  It had two padded platforms, and rings screwed into the wooden supports that presumably cuffs could be attached to.

Colby pulled off his shirt as Aja started to set up her toys on a rack by the table.  He pushed his thumbs into his waistband, but paused as he gaze caught Sam's.  "Uh... How dressed do you want me?"

Aja's seemed confused for a moment, but then she caught the direction of his gaze.  "Whatever makes you comfortable," She answered evenly, sending a meaningful look to Sam.

"What do you usually do?" Sam asked, catching what was going on here.

Colby was worried about undressing in front of him.

Colby's face colored.  "Usually I just don't wear clothes," He answered honestly.  "The uh... the sensations don't transfer as well through fabric and uh... I like to feel everything."

"Then don't wear clothes," Sam said, feeling heat spread through his face too.  "Like I said, just do what you would do if I wasn't here."  Colby looked down, fingers fidgeting at his waistband.  He still looked a little disconcerted and lost, and Sam rolled his eyes.  Reminding himself to use Colby's scene name this time, he said firmly, "Wolf, take your clothes off."

Brennan's eyes widened minutely, and Aja lifted an eyebrow, but those reactions were wiped from Sam's mind at Colby's.  He had half expected Colby to snark back at him, say or do something sarcastic, but he did none of those.  Instead, his whole body seemed to stutter, eyes flying over to Sam before darting away again.  "Okay," He said quietly, his body seeming to make itself smaller... almost submissive...

And then he seemed to snap out of it, almost before Sam could really register what he had seen.  "Wanna see me naked, Sam?" He teased, wiggling out of his jeans with more pizzaz than was strictly necessary.  The turnaround was a little jarring, but Sam was happy to fall back into their teasing banter, because what the fuck had just happened...

"Always," He answered, almost reflexively, ignoring the silence conversation that Aja and Brennan were having behind Colby.  Colby shucked out of his underwear, and it gave Sam an excuse to look away and around the room at all of the eyes that were casually watching them.

When Colby finally climbed up onto the table, Sam got a better idea of how it was supposed to work.  He knelt on the lower platform, resting his hands casually on the higher platform.  Despite his jesting earlier, he avoided Sam's gaze now, looking over at Aja.  "So... did you want to do the rope restraints or..."

Aja cast both of them an interested look.  "I was thinking the shackles might work better for what I have in mind?" Aja said, holding a pair of padded leather cuffs up for Colby's inspection.  "So I can move your hands around?" Colby glanced at Sam again.  There was something, something thicker in the air between Sam and Colby right then, and Sam finally noticed it for what it was and what it meant.