Little Fox (Completed)

Chapter Twelve

"Are you sure this outfit is okay?" Victor asked for like the hundredth time. His question earned a glare from Cade who was in the process of going through his closet, searching for something.

"I told you that you look great, Vic. Stop asking that and just enjoy yourself." He huffed earning a pout as Victor looked away from him. He was sitting on Cade's bed and was watching the male flip through his different outfits. He could not help feeling self-conscious in what he wore; he was concerned that it was not showy enough and maybe he had chosen something too simple.

"Can I dress you?" Victor mumbled instead as Cade pulled out an outfit. His words earned a quiet chuckle, though he gave a small nod as he tugged his shirt over his head.

"Come on then." He hummed, watching in amusement as Victor hurried over. The male immediately slid to his knees in front of him, unbuttoned his pants before slowly tugging them down his waist and legs. He bit his lip as the male's crotch was revealed to him, turning to lightly press a kiss against his thigh.
"Watch it. If you tempt me too much, we might have a little fun before going to the club."

His words were laced with amusement and Victor flushed, quickly tugging the black jeans he chose over his legs and up his hips so he could button them. He then stood, tugging the black shirt over Cade's head. Victor could not help but think on how casual his outfit seemed, smiling the smallest bit. He liked that Cade did not dress fancy; he had seen how his friend Aiden dressed. That was too much for him, he much preferred simple clothing. His head tilted as Cade pulled a leather wristband on before he slid his wallet into his back pocket. It was attached to a chain that latched to his belt loop.

"You look nice." Victor spoke shyly as he admired Cade's looks.

"I want to ask you something." The quiet way in which Cade spoke concerned Victor, but he nodded. Cade reached to the top of the closet, pulling down a bag. The item he pulled out surprised Victor and had him biting his lip as he studied it.
"Will you allow me to collar you, Victor?"

In his hand, Cade held a deep maroon collar that was thick and padded on the inside. There was a circle on the front with a tag attached to it and the back also had a ring, this one seeming as if it were meant to hold a leash. Indeed, Victor could see the outline of a matching leash inside the bag. He hesitated before stepping forward, reaching out to cup the tag in his hand. It had Cade's name on one side with the simple word Owner engraved above it.

"When did you buy this?" Victor asked softly as he studied the collar curiously, unsure on how he wanted to respond. Here Cade was, vulnerable and asking his permission. Shawn had shoved his old collar onto him when they were in the middle of sex and he had used it as leverage, choking him as he fucked him.

"I bought it the night before my twenty-first birthday. I knew my friends would be taking me to the club for a submissive and I wanted to be ready. All I need to do is finish the engraving." Indeed, the front of the tag was left blank. Victor glanced up to Cade and the concern in his eyes was clear as day. He must have had a thousand thoughts running through his mind in that moment.

"Would I wear it every day?"

"No, this collar is for if we go out somewhere related to BDSM. I have a day collar that I bought the other night after work for if you are comfortable with it." There was a small tremble to Cade's voice that surprised Victor. The male truly was leaving himself open and vulnerable and he seemed terrified for how Victor might react.

That seemed to make it easier for Victor to make his decision. He stepped forward, lightly grasping Cade's wrist. He pulled his hand to his lips, gently kissing the palm before he gave a small nod.
"I would love to wear it." He murmured softly. The relief on Cade's face was visible; perhaps the male feared pushing him too soon.