COMPLETED | Take Me Down The Rabbit Hole (BDSM | 18+)

XXXVI

Usually, curiosity won with Aspen - but not today.
So, when Thea inevitably left the apartment to attend the Munch she had set up at her and Leo's establishment, Aspen stayed behind, curled up on one of the couches as he nervously fiddled with the collar around his throat.
The tags with Alan's and Thea's names engraved on them jingled against his fingers.
"Are you disappointed?" he asked, for the umpteenth time.
"No," Thea returned as firmly as she could muster. "You are a grown man, and I understand you made this decision with your career in mind. I would be more disappointed if you had enthusiastically said yes without knowing what you're getting yourself into. So please, while I'm gone, make yourself at home – as long as you don't trash up the place. If you take anything from the fridge and it runs out, you know where I keep my running grocery list."
"Yes, Ma'am."
"I am taking Leo back here after the Munch is over. I'll text you when we're on the way back."
Leopold.
How much of Alan's baggage would meeting Leopold reveal to Aspen? Ever since Spencer mentioned that Alan had baggage as well, Aspen had been wondering how much of that was... Leopold's fault.
"Enjoy yourself, Ma'am," he said softly, flushing when Thea kissed his forehead again. By now, her hair was bleached to a white blonde, which complimented the deep red lipstick and the matching pants suit she was wearing.
Thea looked like she meant business, and Aspen had never seen her like this.
It really suited her.
"Behave," she reminded him, and Aspen could only nod in the time she had made it toward the apartments' main door.
"Bye now."
And then, she was gone.
Immediately, Aspen hastened towards the window and waited.
10 minutes passed before he watched Thea's car roll out of the underground garage and speed off down the street.
This was the first time in months Aspen was truly alone – and even though his better judgment told him not to, he really wanted to use the lack of people around him for something naughty.
If he got caught, then he supposed, for the sake of finding out how Alan had become Alan, he would let Leo have a go at his ass.
But really, Thea had never told him that the playroom was off limits or that she discouraged masturbation.
Alan did, but he was sadistic like that.
Thea... Not so much?
Aspen picked up the book he'd been browsing and brought it to his bedroom before he went back to the couch and folded up the blanket he had used.
Don't trash up the place.
Aspen wasn't messy. And he certainly hadn't got 50 friends he could invite to a house party and tell them to bring 50 friends as well.
Thea's apartment wasn't big enough for that, anyway. Most of it was dominated by the sitting area and the kitchen.
The coziest place, he imagined, must be Thea's bedroom.
Obviously, he had never been inside, but it was the only truly closed-off space in this apartment, so it had to be the coziest.
Aspen wandered closer to the playroom and pushed the door open.
Unlike the door at Alan's place, this one didn't have a keypad. It did have a lock, but there was no key inside.
Aspen felt for the light switch and inhaled sharply. It smelled citrusy, like at Aphrodite and Alan's home – Perhaps the same wood polish?
The door fell shut behind him and Alan inched closer to the center of the room, his eyes wandering over the displays.
Now that the world was his oyster, he was getting overwhelmed.
And there was also the foreboding sense that no matter how careful he could be, this was against the rules and he would be caught.
Gulping down the huge lump in his throat, Aspen opened a drawer and reached for a random wand vibrator without looking.

Two orgasms and a cold shower later, Aspen had just returned the cleaned and disinfected vibrator to its spot when the doorbell rang.
Oh shit.
Panicking, Aspen fled from the playroom after turning the lights off and carefully shut the door before he went to open up for Thea and Leopold.
He inhaled sharply before he opened the door and only glanced at Thea before he accepted the fact that thanks to Leo, he would be living high protocol for the next couple of hours.
"Welcome home, Ma'am. And nice to meet you, Sir," he mumbled before stepping away and letting Thea inside first.
"Aspen," Thea replied cooly, ruffling his freshly washed hair and messing up his man-bun in the process. "Did you not get my texts?"
Aspen forced himself to ignore Leo – all expensive Italian designer suit and red bottom shoes – and squared his shoulders. "No, Ma'am," he said carefully. "I must have been in the shower when you sent them. I apologize."
Thea clicked her tongue, but she kicked off her heels – unmistakably also red bottom ones – and marched over to the sofa. "A shame. We were going to bring pizza but it looks like your negligence means you get to cook dinner."
Well, shit.
"Yes, Ma'am."
Leopold cleared his throat behind them and picked up a small metallic suitcase. "I'll be in the bathroom."
Thea smacked her lips together and beckoned Aspen over. "Are there any crimes you'd like to commit to while my brother is in the bathroom?" she asked, reaching up to hook her finger into the o-ring of Aspen's collar.
"That depends on how you would define crimes, Ma'am."
"Oh, it sure does," Thea whispered, grinning. "Did you masturbate while I was gone?"
Aspen gulped.
"How-?"
"Well, if you were actually in the shower when I texted you, which I assume you were because you smell like my body lotion, pet, then that would mean you did something that would call for another shower after the one you had this morning."
Oh...
No.