City Of Need

12 💜 Domme

We stay on the floor like that, me on your lap, and you wrapped around me, until my stomach starts to growl.

'You need to eat, little one,' you say.

'I know, but I don't want to go in the kitchen.'

You lift my chin, forcing me to make eye contact. 'What's going on Violet? You need to tell me. I've never known you like this, not over anyone. You're normally so good at sharing.'

'I don't know. I just get this feeling in my heart. I don't trust her.'

'You know, you're my favorite, don't you little one?'

'It's more than that. It's something deep in me, there's something deep in her, and I don't trust it. She's dark, her waters are deep and I think she's dangerous.'

You look at me frowning and say, 'I think she's had it really rough.'

'I know she has, for sure I know that. I couldn't leave her at that auction any more than you could. But being here, in our special place, it doesn't feel right. Everything about this space has been created by us – you and me. It feels like she could push the whole thing off. It's like we're living in a house of cards that could so easily come tumbling down.'

'You really think that?' You ask.

'I really do.'

'Well then, we need to make sure you feel safe. This is your place as much as it is mine now and I want us both here.'

My head, and my heartbeat, finally start to regulate.

'But before we do anything, little one. You need to eat.'

You uncuff my hands, stand and pull me up, then pull me behind you down the stairs and into the kitchen.

Kat sits at the table, an empty plate in front of her, a full cup of coffee in her hands. 'I made coffee,' she says, as if this was the most normal thing in the world. As if she hadn't just been rolling around the bed with me, both of us knocking the demons out of each other.

'Thanks Kat', you say, and we both sit down at the table. You start cutting up your bacon, and we all fall into a surprisingly comfortable silence when my phone dings.

I snatch it up, 'Amber?'

'Hey Violet.'

'Are you OK?'

'No, not really. I'm actually having a really shit time,' she says.

'What's happening?'

'Jesus, I don't know. I'm with this guy, it seems to be great one minute – terrible the next – he's completely unpredictable, and now I have a feeling that someone is coming for me. I don't know who to trust and I'm scared.'

'Oh babe. Can you come back to the UK, stay at my place in London for a while?'

I catch your eye, see them go wide, and then say to Amber, 'Or you could come to Edinburgh, stay with me and Hendricks.'

'I don't think I can,' she says, 'I don't think I can leave this guy even though I feel like I'm losing my mind. I just really needed to hear your voice.'

I look between you and Kat, what would happen if I left? Would you be playing happy families here without me?

'Do you need me to come to you, Amber?' I say into the phone.

Your eyes are searching my face now, you look panicked. I've never seen that look on you before.

'I don't know,' says Amber. 'I don't know what I want not at the moment. Since I sent you that message this morning, everything seems to be OK again.'