BDSM (Larry)- English translation

Chapter 29- a relaxed day

Harry was aware that he had properly challenged Louis. But he had wanted to comply with his wish to sweep his head empty. He had managed to do that. Now, of course, the afters was all the more important.

So he lifted Louis up a few minutes later and carried him into the bathroom. He put him on the closed toilet lid and let water run into the tub. One hand stayed with Louis. He stroked him over his shoulder or arm all the time. Showed him in the gentlest possible way that he was there.

"Are you okay, Louis?" Harry asked when he had the little one lying between his legs in the warm water.

Louis only hummed in confirmation. He was exhausted. His whole body was absolutely weak. It was only noon and he felt like it had to be eleven o'clock in the evening. His body and mind were both exhausted.

Harry stroked him very gently.

"Actually, I shouldn't have done that to you."

"Why?" Louis asked, frightened.

"Because after such a conversation it's actually not the right time for it."

"YES. It is..Sir."

"Why?" Harry asked and was very curious about the answer.

"Because... This has always been the case with my family. I don't know it any other way. Of course it's not great, but... It's just like that. But if you do something like that with me... The... I don't know... I feel different then... My brain is then calm. Because I just have to focus on what you say and do."

"Very good, Louis. That's exactly what submission is. It's not about weakness or anything. It is about making the conscious decision as a strong person, letting yourself go and trusting in another person to this extreme extent. Because this other person is worth being given this responsibility. Because you trust that they can handle it," Harry explained and kissed Louis on the head. Louis splashed lightly in the water with his hands.

"But how do you know that? I'm safe with you. Although we haven't known each other forever or anything..."

"Good question... In the Handcuffs, a dom once said at a demonstration that the sub should let the dom do everything with them. I found the approach oblique. But then he explained that you realize whether someone is able to exercise control over you to a healthy extent if they can control themselves. So if you let me do it, you are most likely to find out what I am capable of and how much I respect you."

Louis nodded slowly.

"So far, I have never forbidden you anything. I didn't break anything."

"No. Does that bother you?"

"No. It's just strange. Because I've already done so many things to you that I couldn't imagine before."

"I think everyone needs someone who can handle their own dark side. I can do it with yours and you with mine."

"I myself to you?" Louis asked in disbelief.

"Of course. Relationship always goes in both directions. No matter what kind of relationship. You let me do all this with you. I am satisfied with this. Because I have this urge."

"Then it probably fits."

"Wonish sober conclusion," Harry grinned.

Louis grinned too. It was so much more than appropriate. They both knew that.

They spent the rest of the day together. Harry forced Louis to go out the door a second time this sunday. But not alone this time. They went for a walk. For two hours. Louis found walking an extremely strange occupation.

But it was nice with Harry. Louis learned that his dom had an older sister and great parents. Harry managed to say in such a way that Louis did not become jealous or envious or sad. He didn't compared it to himself. He was happy for Harry.

"But the most important thing for me was always my grandpa."

"Your grandpa?"

"Yes. I was with him a lot. My grandpa was an original. Always a saying on the lips and always in a good mood. He participated in all the nonsense that adults don't actually do. He was like a best friend. Only with more life experience."

"What did you do?"

"Everything possible. When I was younger, we built ourselves a soapbox and bow and arrow. When I was older, a potato cannon and he broke into a trout pond with me at night and taught me to fish."

"You and your grandpa broke in?"

"Yep. I was twelve. He barely came over the fence and tore up his pants," Harry laughed.

"Exciting grandpa," Louis giggled.

"Oh yes. I talked to him about everything. He was the first I came out to. I had a lot of trouble thinking he would like me less because he just came from another generation."

"How did he react?"

"He hit me."

"What?!"

"And scolded me."

"What?!"

"He said: You idiot. Did you think I would look at you differently? What do you think of me?!"

"Uh..."

"Yes. I said that too."

"So he had no problem with it?"

"No. Not at all. He said that he wants me to be happy. Whatever belongs to my happiness. He immediately got me a cold pack and took me in his arms."

"And then?"

"I told him it didn't hurt. And he said: Good. It was the same as before. It really didn't make any difference to him. Never."

"Wow."

"Yes. He died when I was 18. Just didn't wake up one morning."

"Oh."

"He always wanted it that way. I was glad it turned out that way. So for him. He was fit. Still full of plans. And then he just died in his sleep. I just would have liked to have him with me longer."

Louis squeezed Harry's hand a little harder. Since when have they held hands? Louis didn't know.

"He said at the time that I should do what makes me happy. I'm trying to stick to that. We always screwed around on his old car back then. After his death, I just couldn't go to the garage. It was... strange. It belonged to him like my voice to me."

"And then?"

"And then we sat at the notary, where the inheritance was read out. He bequeathed me the car and his books. Old books about medicine. He had them from the flea market and bought them because they were beautiful. I became a doctor."