Tough Love

Part 11

You were pushed away, feeling the cool metal of the car against your back, his hand on and your shoulder hard, making you feel all kinds of confused, as you looked up at him. Which maybe wasn't the best idea there was a dark look in his eyes.

"I wasn't lying earlier when I said I was the wolf wanting to eat the rabbit. Which is you. You're like something dangling in front of me that I know I shouldn't have. You say you want to try things but there's a little bit of me that wants to jump in the deep end with you without guiding you there first. And I don't want that at all. Then seeing Evan at that coffee shop. I left because it took everything in me to get up and walk away and not throttle my son for hurting you in more ways than one," he said, pulling away from you and walking towards the entrance of the house and looking back at you.

"You can either get in your car and leave or you can come inside and we can talk. I can show you some things. Ask you some questions. Then we can really see where your limits are," he said looking back at you with a head tilt that made him look at you like he was appraising artwork and not a person.

"Trust me you're a walking piece of art, y/n," he said, opening the door and leaving it open behind him. Feeling the heat come to your face as you realize you said your thoughts aloud instead of internally to yourself. Shaking it off you walked inside of the house, and closed the door behind you.

He was seated at the couch, a drink in hand and papers on his lap, which looked to be your answers and the notes he had written down from before.

"You want a drink? Will it make the conversation easier?" he asked as you walked around to sit next to him on the couch.

"Maybe, but I think I just need to get used to this. So no, no drink," you said, putting your keys and your bag on the coffee table.

"You know that it would be just us talking about this to ourselves. Just us. I don't talk about these things with anyone else except the person I'm spending this kind of time with."

"Wait so you wouldn't-"

"Demand that you call me daddy in public or that I would even utter how much of a good girl you are in public, no I wouldn't do that. Maybe whisper it to you if I really approve of your actions. But I wouldn't ask you to do anything that would make you uncomfortable," he said,as you felt a heat pool in your stomach as those words danced across his lips, as if he were so comfortable saying them. And yet that as if you were the first person that he had said them to.

Which you knew was probably wrong since it seemed like he knew what he was doing with all of this. So probably not the first person to say it to.

"Ok, well what else do you want to know. I mean there are only some things that I know for sure. Other things I think you would have to ask me about cause my awareness on these things isn't that good,"

"Well we know you have a praise kink, what else?" he asked, taking a sip of his drink as you felt your face heat at the one other thing.

"Its nothing,"

"No it's something and it's something good to get that kind of reaction out of you. What is it?" he asked, as you saw his eyes almost light up as he put his drink down waiting for you to answer.

So you chose the latter of the two other than the praise kink..

"Well I wouldn't mind being tied to a bed, I know. I'm boring but," you said quickly, as you felt his fingers on your face, pulling it up so you were looking into his eyes.

"Look at me when I say this. You're anything but boring. You just don't know how fun it can be just yet. I'm just asking to see what you could already be into. Doesn't mean you aren't into other things. You just don't know yet. Don't think that you are boring. You are far from it compared to people that aren't even willing to try things. What else though? That wasn't the one thing that made you blush like crazy, I know it. What is it?"

You inhaled slowly trying to collect your thoughts and again would think that he would assume things or think things.

"It's nothing, really,"

"It's something and I want to know," he said, more edge to his voice clicking on a part of your brain as you grind your teeth, almost like your brain didn't want you to utter the words.

"Breeding kink, I know. It's not like that though. I think it's more the thought of it than anything, cause that's definitely not happening at all," you said quickly, not opening your eyes, afraid of what his facial expression might be.

You opened your eyes and saw a very intrigued look on his face, as he went to get up. Not saying a word.. All you could hear was paper shuffling in another room and him coming back out and handing it to you.

You looked at it, your eyes scanning the paper and seeing it. Was of a medical procedure. Your eyes stay on one word. Vasectomy.

"I'm pretty sure I can work with that y/n," he said as you looked from the paper and then to him and saw that he was smirking at her.

"Didn't know such a good girl could be such a bad girl though," he said smoothly, as you gave him back the paper. Wanting to have your focus on something else than what your mind was thinking. Which was to pounce on him that very second.

"We could talk about that, why that's a kink of yours. I wouldn't mind exploring that,"

"Oh, I'm sure you would. I however don't think that will end well,"

"Oh, you mean us having very dirty dirty consensual kinky sex with me tying all of your limbs to that bed of mine upstairs so all you can do is feel the pleasure as I explore your body?" he asked as you took your jacket off, as he smiled and you went to sit on his lap your hands going to his hair. His hands on your wrists.

"The no touching starts now, if you want to do that," he said waiting for some sort of retort to the idea as you nodded your head, but was pouting at the thought of not being able to touch him. His hands going around your waist holding you closer to him as you put your hands around his neck. Your fingers rubbing circles into his neck as he walked you both upstairs, feeling your heartbeat faster in your chest.

"You know you're going to be punished for touching me more than was required, right little girl?" he whispered in your ear, as you felt goosebumps start to form across your skin at what the possible form of pleasurable punishment would unfold for you, as you smiled.

This was going to be fun.