Blue

The Morning After

Casper's Perspective
I wake up alone and hear the shower running. I groan and stretch. I check my phone and see multiple texts from Chrissy, some from yesterday and the one from this morning.

"I need a new book to read. Smutty pleaseeeee. I'll be there in a few minutes."

"Locked door?????"

"OMG OMG OMG. LOCKED DOOR TIME??? SEXY TIME???"

"For Leo's sake, I'm not gonna listen at the door. But tomorrow I'm getting the facts and the opinions."

"Debrief when?????"

I chuckle. The shower turns off and Leo walks out a few minutes later. He kisses me on the forehead. "I'm going downstairs for breakfast. Are you joining me or running to Chrissy?"

"You read my texts?!"

"What? No. I just guessed. She's your best friend, isn't she?" He chuckles.

"Oh. Yeah. I'm going to the Orange suite."

He nods and before he leaves I shout, "After breakfast, we need to talk! Aftercare and everything!"

He smiles at me and exits. I get ready for the day quickly before knocking on the Oranges' door. Merida answers and giggles. "Come in, come in!"

She pulls me inside and I see Ethan and Chrissy sitting on the bed. They both light up when they see me. They scoot to the edge of the bed and Merida sits down next to them. They look at me with big smiles.

Chrissy gives me a look. "Spill! Tell us everything!"

I pull over a chair and sit facing them. "Okay. Where do I start? Um-"

"Start from when you locked the door." Ethan states with a hint of sass.

"Okay so you want nothing but sex details. I understand now. Um... it was awesome. It was... perfect. He's hot. And I mean hot. Full soulmate moment. I don't know what else to say."

Chrissy rolls her eyes. "Literally for the last 5 years you tell me the most graphic pornographic shit but now you got nothing to say? You usually tell us dick size and if his head game was trash. But now you're respectful?"

"I mean... yeah. He's not some one night stand. He's my soulmate. I think he deserves some respect." I respond.

"Were you subbing or domming?" Ethan asks.

"I don't know if he'd want me answering that."

"So you were domming, got it." Merida nods.

"What?!" I marvel at her correct and quick guess.

"He'd only be ashamed if he was subbing. If he was domming, you'd say so. Anyway, were you sucking or fucking?"

"Jesus Christ." I roll my eyes.

Ethan smirks. "Tell us every little detail and I'll tell you what we did night before last."

Chrissy hit him on the arm and Merida blushed and whisper-yelled, "You need to ask us before you offer that kind of information!"

I looked at the three of them. "Okay so basically, Leo locked the door and then I get him on his knees. Not for anything other than seeing a big, strong, muscular, masculine, man at my feet. We get into bed and we make out for what seems like forever. I may or may not have given him a hickey. And then I see it in his eyes. Pure submission. This is a guy with eyes that say 'I've seen some shit' but when I looked at him then, the bad stuff wasn't there. He was just looking at me with love and lust."

I continue telling them everything. They listen intently with occasional giggles and whistles.

Leo's Perspective
Some weird things were swimming around my brain. Yesterday was the most intense day I've ever had. Horrible, then confusing, then fucking awesome. I wish I had someone to talk about this with. There's this hint of shame and embarrassment about how I acted with Casper yesterday. I spent my life being a physically powerful man, and I just gave all that up in an instant. How will he look at me now?

I grab some food from the cafeteria and head back upstairs. I hear footsteps following me and I spin around. Paolo smiles at me. "Need to talk?" He asks.

I think about it. "Not with you."

"Alright, who do you need to talk to? I know a million people who would be your friend. And if it's about what I think it's about, I definitely got someone in mind."

"What do you think it's about?" I respond slowly.

"I think you subbed. And now you don't want to talk to your dominant friends because you're feeling ashamed." He said carefully.

I nod and rub the hickey on my neck. He continues smiling. "Come with me. We're going to the Grey suite."

He leads me up the stairs, being understanding about my slow pace, and we arrive at a door that has a bunch of grey stickers on it. Paolo knocks.

"Who is it?"

"It's Paolo and Leo! Put you pants on!"

There's scuffling and the door opens just enough to see Thomas. "Hello. How can I help you?"

"I need Eric. And Malcom would be nice too." Paolo says.

"They're preoccupied at the moment. Give us...ten minutes?" He looks behind him for a second.

"Ten minutes as in you just started and it's not going to be ten minutes or ten minutes as in you've been going for an hour?" Paolo asks, rolling his eyes.

Thomas scoffs. "They're in the shower. Get your mind out of the gutter."

Paolo laughs. "And what were they doing before they got into the shower? Actually, let's skip over that and ask what they're doing in the shower."

"Not important. Anyway, what do you need them for?"

I chuckle. "I need friends. Last night was... great. But I need friends that I can relate to in this specific scenario."

"Casper dommed you? Good for you. I'll tell them to hurry up."

He closes the door and I look at Paolo. "You want me to talk to Thomas's submissives? That's kinda awkward."

"Trust me. These two don't do awkward. I'll prove it once they get out here."

"Okay."

We chatted for a few minutes before the door opened again. I saw two men; one with no shirt, blonde hair, and a giant grin and another with fluffy brown hair and a band T-shirt. Paolo winked at me and asked the boys, "So what did you do this morning?"

The blonde one spoke first. "So glad you asked. Malcom and I, yesterday, declared we were going to be the best subs ever for a day. We do all our chores, don't ask for rewards, and give Thomas everything he asks for. Last night, Thomas says we'll get a big reward in the morning. I don't sleep a fucking wink, of course. Everyone else wakes up around 7. We brush our teeth, eat some food, and Thomas asks, 'What do you want?' Literally we get to choose whatever we want. And-"

Malcom cut in and finished the story. "And so we get fucking demolished all morning. I'm talking every fantasy we were cooking up yesterday. Eric got tied up, I came twice, it was magical."

Paolo smiles. The men turn to me. The blonde one, Eric, grins at me. "Anyway, what's going on?"