Defying Dominance (MxM) (18+)

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Chapter 14: Daniel

Jace seems much more relaxed the next time I see him in a class. When he slides into his seat, he's already flipping the case open on his iPad and opening up Procreate. "Want to see my drawing?"

"Sure."

Jace turns the tablet toward me.

As I'm studying the finished drawing, the realization hits me like a truck. "You drew yourself." I don't know how I didn't realize it before, but looking at it now makes it clear as day. The blonde hair, the green eyes, the body type...It's obviously Jace. "It's a really well-done drawing." It makes me blush a bit, though, realizing that he'd drawn himself naked.

"Thank you. I really like how it came out. Oh. After class...You wanna teach me to play pool?"

"Of course I do! It's not too hard to learn, I promise."

"Awesome." Jace closes his iPad and faces front when Rook comes in, Moth in tow. They don't look as happy today, though, bundled up in Rook's jacket with an annoyed look on their face.

"Moth doesn't like the cold," Rook explains. "It makes them a little...Grumpy."

"I am not grumpy!"

"Would you prefer bratty?"

Moth sticks their tongue out at him, flopping into Rook's desk chair. "Don't be an ass."

"Likewise, baby." Rook hops up on his desk, facing the class. "We've done the most basic kind of bondage already. So we're moving up to stuff that takes up the arms as a whole, rather than just the wrists. Today is just lecture. Next class will be some demos, if Moth is in a better mood."

"I'm not in a bad mood..." Moth grumbles, digging through Rook's bag. "Where's your coffee?"

"In the car."

Moth groans and thumps their head against the desk. "I miss summertime. Fall sucks!"

"I know, baby. C'mon, up. I'll sit in the chair and lecture so I can hold you. You'd like that, huh?"

Moth nods and stands up long enough for Rook to take a seat, then clambers onto his lap.

"Okay. Guess I'm teaching like this today." Rook smiles and leans forward a bit to start his lecture.

I want a cuddly sub. I love cuddling. I glance sideways at Jace. He's actually taking notes for once, on his iPad. And doodling in the margins, of course. He seemed cuddly when he was drunk. I wonder if he's cuddly sober?

The stuff Jace is doodling is just as fascinating as his full drawing that I had seen. Intricate, repeating patterns, appearing in moments between his note taking.

Maybe he can teach me to draw?

Jace notices me watching him and smiles at me, making me smile back. He's cute when he smiles.

"Alright, this is your pool stick," I say jokingly.

Jace rolls his eyes at me. "And that's the cue ball. I know this part. I just don't understand anything else. Jacque can play pool, but he gets annoyed when he scratches. Whatever that means. He broke a pool stick once, which sucked because it was his friend Max's pool stick. Max called him a rich brat, which is funny because Max's family is rich too."

"A scratch is where the cue ball goes in the pocket. Your brother broke someone else's pool stick?"

"Yeah. He got angry."