Price We Pay

Chapter Three

That night, Andy went over to Will's house. When he got there, Will made dinner and they chatted about the album, friends and other meaningless things. After dinner, they sat in Will's cosy living room and he gave Andy the silence he needed as he read over the papers Will had given him. It was all very formal, referring to Andy as 'Party B' or 'the submissive' and Will as 'Party A' or 'The Dominant'. The contract promised that Will would teach Andy and would never push him into anything he wasn't comfortable doing. When it showed Will's hard limits, Andy gulped and wondered what the hell he was getting into and what normal person would enjoy scat, watersports, extreme blood play, or extreme forms of torture such as starvation or neglect.
Andy looked up at Will and cleared his throat.
"Yes, Andy?"
"If we go through with this, how am I supposed to explain any, uh, whip marks, to my girlfriend?"
Will smirked, "I would give you a heads up and you'd make an excuse that you'd be out all night and early morning and you'd stay here. I wouldn't give you marks that would last for an extended period of time, maybe a few days or so. That sound good?"
Andy nodded and went back to reading over everything as Will discreetly watched him, Andy licked his lips with the tip of his tongue and every now and then, we would take a quick intake of air and had a look of fear on his face. It all fascinated Will and he honestly couldn't wait to explore more of the singer. But, for now he had to wait, he wasn't going to push Andy into anything.

Will sent Andy home so he could let everything sink in. He looked at the clock before finishing his cigarette and glass of whiskey before getting ready for bed. As he stared at the ceiling, all he could think about was how much he wanted Andy next to him.

When Andy got home, he and Juliet started their bracelet designs before Juliet started to yawn and he chuckled, helping her up.
"I think it's time for bed," he said.
"Love you, Andy."
"Love you, Juliet."