MINE

Off Day

The rest of the weekend went by quickly. Ana had to check the revenue from the VIP night and Kaden had papers to grade. As he walked into his apartment on Sunday morning, Kaden was hit with the smell of fresh coffee and bacon frying. Anyone else would've been excited to get home to a home-cooked meal, but Jamie only cooked when he was upset or needed to talk about something serious, so Kaden was instantly filled with nerves.

"Good morning," Kaden announced his arrival, setting his bag on the couch and running his fingers through his hair. Walking into the kitchen he sat at one of the bar stools and waited, rather impatiently, for Jamie to say something, anything.

"Welcome home," Jaimie started, passive aggression dripping from his tongue as he spoke. "How was your night?"

This was a trick question and Kaden knew it. No matter how he answered James would find a way to nitpick whatever he said and turn it into an argument about how Kaden hadn't told him he wasn't coming home last night.

Taking a deep breath, Kaden answered, "It was actually a really good night, I got so caught up in everything that I totally forgot to text you. Sorry."

Jamie's eyes narrowed as he set a cup of coffee down in front of Kaden, trying to figure out a way to show he was upset.

Kaden took a sip of the coffee and cleared his throat, debating whether or not to say what he was thinking. "Uhm, Jamie," Jaimie looked up from plating breakfast to show that he was listening. "I'm sorta seeing someone. And before you ask, I'm not telling you anything, I don't want to jinx it. But that probably means I'll be out late some nights and not here on weekends. So, I guess what I'm saying is I would appreciate it if you could cut me a little slack and not check up on me all the time."

Kaden rushed through everything he wanted to say, hoping his point got across or at least made sense. All Jamie could do was nod. He set down a plate of food in front of Kaden and walked to his room shutting the door.

Weirdly enough, Kaden felt accomplished. This wasn't the first time he had told Jamie to back off, but it was the first that didn't end in a total screaming match.

Kaden guiltily ate the breakfast his roommate had made, not wanting it to go to waste. And as he did, he couldn't help but wonder what Ana was doing.

Ana was stressing the fuck out.

VIP night did well, but not as well as they were expecting. She, Dan, and Gwyn were sitting in her office looking over numbers. While everything added up, the revenue should've been higher.

"Fuck." Ana hissed, standing out of her chair and gathering her things to walk out of the office. 'I'm taking the rest of the day off, see you guys tomorrow."

Dan and Gwyn exchanged a knowing look as they said their goodbyes to Ana. She was tense, and anyone with working eyes could see it. "Kaden's had more of an effect on her than we thought–'' Gwyn thought out loud. Dan simply nodded and pat her head, letting his sub know that he one hundred percent agreed.

Once in her car, Ana instantly dialed Kaden's cellphone, but once it rang twice, she hung up.

Fuckin' hell Ana, why are you so clingy all of a sudden? She thought to herself. Reprimanding the part of herself that wanted to be with him constantly.

Her phone started to ring over her car's speakers. KItten shows up proudly on the dashboard display. Taking a deep breath she answered. "H-hey Kay."

"Hi Ana, you okay?" Kaden whispered into the phone.

"Yea, no, yea. I'm fine. Are you busy?" She asked, curious about the whispering.

"Sorta," He responded, "I'm at the library by my place, grading papers. I could do this anywhere though, just need to get it done."

"I'll pick you up in 10."

Once they arrived at Ana's, Kaden took over the large dining room table. Covering it with papers and pens of all colors. He was in his element, circling factual errors and leaving notes on essays, or checking tests against the key that he had written himself.

Ana was a student in her own right. Studying the way his tongue stuck sneakily out of the corner of his mouth as he reread a passage. Or how he furrowed his brow and chuckled when someone wrote something that made no sense. She wanted to learn everything about this man, inside and out.

Hours later, Kaden was done, emotionally and literally. Standing up from the chair, he started stretching, his shirt hem slightly lifting. Ana looked up from her iPad when she heard movement, catching herself staring at her beautiful submissive as he got all of the aches out of his body from sitting still for over three hours.

"What're you looking at?" Kaden mused, stalking over towards the chair in the corner where Ana was sitting.

"You." She responded simply, setting her iPad on the table next to her, and motioned for Kaden to kneel in front of her. Which he did instantly, clasping his hands behind his back and adjusting his posture.

"Mistress may I-" Kaden started to ask if he could touch her but Ana cut him off by leaning forward and kissing him deeply, passionately.

Moaning into the kiss, Kaden's hands moved from behind his back to squeeze Ana's thighs, pulling her off the chair and onto his lap on the floor.

They looked like teenagers, rolling on the floor and making out, in a horned-up daze. Kaden's hips occasionally bucked up with a need for more contact and fewer clothes.

Pulling away momentarily they looked at each other. Ana's hands found themselves in Kaden's hair. Pulling back, hard, to gain access to his collar bones. She started marking him, making sure the deep bruises would be covered by his shirt tomorrow.

"Since you don't have a day collar yet," She said between love bites, "I'll have to settle for the old fashion way."

"Ana, wait." Kaden caught his breath, sitting up quickly. "I'll be standing in front of a lecture hall of students tomorrow, I can't be covered in hickeys!"

Ana chuckled, "That's why I'm putting them under your shirt, Kitten."

A blush covered Kaden's face. He wasn't sure what it was about her, but Ana brought out his natural submission so easily. He wanted nothing but to please her, sexually and otherwise. He wanted to be a good submissive, a good friend, or even more.

Here they were, on the floor in Ana's dining room staring into each other's eyes trying to read one another's expressions for any discomfort or worry. When finding none, they dove back into the kiss. Hungry for the other's pleasure hands were grabbing, trying to touch every inch of exposed skin.

"Mistress, please," Kaden whined, as Ana pulled his hair and licked the sweet spot behind his ear.

"Please what??" She mused, sucking on Kaden's ear lobe.

Kaden's brain was shut off, he forgot everything he knew except for how good Ana's tongue felt. "Hnnnnnnngggggg" Was all he could get out as her hand traced slightly over the growing bulge in his pants, slipping it under the waistband she cupped his whole package and gave it a quick squeeze.

"This," She tightened her grip, digging her nails into his balls, "Belongs to me. Do you understand?" With his mouth wide open Kaden panted, nodding in submissive bliss.

"Please, Mistress. I need you to-" his breath hitched as her grasp tightened "ah touch me, please."

"I am touching you, am I not Kitten?" She mocked, letting go and tracing the outline of his hard-on through his boxers.

"I need more, please, please ugh, please." He was begging now for skin-on-skin contact, or another kiss, or her mouth on him. Anything really.

"Stand up then, Kitten. Follow me."