Tough Love

Part 21

You woke up the next morning. And turned over. Or at least tried to turn over because there was an arm around your waist that stopped you.

After everything with Paul, you were still surprised at his insistence of staying afterwards and giving exactly what you wanted in aftercare. Just like you had said in the contract. Even though you both agreed you thought at some point he would get tired of it at some point and just get up and leave afterwards.

But that was your previous past of boyfriends still clouding your mind. You knew that it was different with him. Even despite the dynamic that made you second-guess his feelings for you. But he even stipulated that he wanted to have this dynamic but also have a relationship with you. Which made him your boyfriend now technically.

You smiled at the thought, as your thoughts went to the night before, feeling your face heat up at the very intimate acts that occurred in your bed.

And if that was how punishment was going to go, you definitely were going to do that more often.

You felt Paul stretch next to you, his arm pulling you closer to him. Your back against his chest. Feeling his face nuzzle against your neck, as you felt something else hard and persistent rubbing against your rear.

"Morning," he said as you smiled, turning in his embrace. Running your hand across his chest and further down until you stopped when you were gripping his erection in your hand.

"Morning, I guess someone is more than awake this morning," he said as you worked him slowly in your hand as Paul sighed in pleasure.

"You know you don't have—" he said as you stopped him from talking with a finger to his mouth.

"But I want to. Especially since well last night," you admitted with a smile on your face. He moved your finger from his mouth kissing it but his face remained the same, with a look of sadness coming across it.

"You shouldn't feel the need to reciprocate, y/n. That isn't the point of this. Plus, I had to do that. You forgot to follow the rules," he pointed out.

"Who knew not following the rules would be so much fun," you said, realizing as you felt his erection twitch in your hand. You took your hand away, trying to push away the awkward feeling that was washing over you at his comment.

"Hey, don't start overthinking. You are fine. I just don't want you to feel like you have to do anything that makes you uncomfortable. Dynamic or not. How about we both get ready and go out for breakfast somewhere. Just talk some more. Tell me about your week," he offered as you nodded, with a smile as you rolled away from him and got up from your bed and walked into the bathroom. Turning around, you saw that he was getting up from the bed and following you.

"Oh, I was just going to take a shower,"

"I know, but see that look on your face and everything makes me really want to replace it with a different look altogether," he said as he leaned down to turn on the water in your shower. As you both stepped in.

***

Paul was checking his emails on his computer, you were still in bed, watching television not wanting to get up.

"You know you're going to have to get up eventually and get to work. Which means eating breakfast," Paul said, glancing over at you, as you sighed making him smile as he sipped at his coffee, your eyes lighting up at the sight of the cup in his hands.

"Your going to have to get up and get your own--" he said as just as you were getting up cutting off his statement as you walked around and straddled his waist, as he set the cup of coffee down as you leaned down kissing him, your tongue going in his mouth and exploring it quickly as you moaned before pulling away. Looking down and seeing the almost amused look on his face.

"You just french kissed me to taste the coffee didn't you?" he asked rhetorically, as you didn't move from where you were sitting, feeling his warm hands on your skin. Which even surprised you with your boldness of walking up to him naked, which he didn't seem to be phased by at all.

"Maybe I did. Maybe I just wanted to kiss you," you said, your hand drifting to the table picking up his coffee cup and taking a sip of it with a satisfied smile at his narrowed eyes.

"Technically, I did get up and get the coffee," you said taking the cup and moving off him as he went to stop you but a dinging on the computer stopped his response as he turned to look at it. Giving you the perfect opportunity to leave, putting on a robe and walking into the kitchen to make yourself a cup of coffee and making Paul a new cup of coffee.

You heard the faint sound of his voice talking as you walked back into the bedroom seeing him now sitting on the edge of the bed. Looking up at you hesitantly as you set his cup of coffee down on the table.

And then you turned at the sound of whoever else was on the call.

"So what do you think?" the voice of the person on the other end asked, as your eyes widened recognizing the voice, which explained the look Paul gave you when you walked into the room.

"It's good and has a lot of emotion behind it I can tell," Paul said, keeping his voice level, as you found yourself cinching the robe tighter around you on instinct. You were faced away from the computer but you felt as if Evan would be able to see you.

"Yeah well, due to recent events and things. How is y/n by the way? Or did that just end right away? Thought I would call the expert into putting their dirty laundry slightly out into the air through thinly veiled songs. Hence the video call about the song, I needed to get my emotions out," Evan grumbled angrily as you noticed Paul's mouth was twitching at the mention of you.

"Well sometimes people just move on, but I know you didn't contact me for relationship advice," Paul said, trying to get the topic to change and not mention anything about the status of your relationship, as you heard a sigh from Evan.

"I'm way off from asking relationship advice from you, is someone in the house I heard some noises in the background? Let me guess another one night stand that hasn't left yet?" Evan questioned, which made heat come up on your face at the accusation that he was throwing at Paul. As you noticed Paul's facial expression hardened.

"That's none of your concern, like you said you are far off from asking me about relationship advice. Since you called for feedback on the song, it's good, anything else you need from me when it comes to this or anything else?" he said, spitting out the sentence and you could tell by his tense shoulders that it was taking everything in his to not go off on his son right now.

"No, that's it. Thanks for the feedback, talk to you later," he said, as Paul slammed the laptop screen down and threw it onto the bed.

"I take it that could've gone better?" You questioned, noticing Paul running his hand through his slightly damp hair from the shower earlier.

"Yeah well, it's going to get a lot more tense. I forgot to mention that there is this tradition of sorts that we do before a tour,"

"Ok, what is it? Oh, let me guess a strip club or something? Yeah that would be awkward and tense considering everything,"

"No, it's a party before and after touring. Kind of like bookends to each tour. Everyone brings their significant others and I thought that you would want to come along. Since well we are together and everything,"

"Yes, I would love to come. It sounds fun," You agreed, as you looked and saw a slight smile on Paul's face that fell immediately at the next sentence.

"Here's the thing, Evan usually has a standing invitation to them," he said as you felt the smile on your face fall as well.