Feather

Five

"Do you have any kinks?" Peyton asked as she stirred the scrambled eggs in Michael's kitchen.

Michael looked up at her from his laptop, which was on the counter in front of him. He contemplated the question, he didn't know if he did. His 'kink' for touching kind of took over his life as it was something he was always aware of. "You know... I don't really know if I do. I've never thought about it before."

"I think it's something we could look into," Peyton said casually putting the eggs on the plates next to the bacon and toast, "there are quite a few involving touch."

Peyton smiled as she brought over their breakfast, taking a seat next to Michael. It had become the norm for her to stay over. Michael's flat was bigger, and more spacious than her own, so it was just easier. They had stayed at Peyton's once or twice after going out to a club or bar but only because it was closer, and after a few drinks, the time to touch each other couldn't come fast enough.

"Do you have any?" Michael asked, having a mouthful of his eggs.

"Temperature play is one of my favourites, and I have a little bit of a pain kink. I like swapping sometimes too," she smiles at him, "sometimes I like to do the touching." She bites down on a piece of bacon making Michael gulp slightly.

"I've... I've never thought of that," Michael looked down at his plate, getting some food onto his fork, "you know, being touched instead of touching."

Peyton nodded, eating some of her toast, "maybe we could try it sometime?"

"Sounds good." He replied.

They didn't say much after that, just eating. The conversation didn't create any awkward tension between them. They didn't feel weird about discussing things like kinks, and telling each other what they liked. They had become good friends these past months, and being together just came with that.

What they did together didn't define what they were. They had decided mutually that they would be friends before anything else. They talked about things, played video games, ate junk food, watched films, and even had days where they didn't see each other at all because being together all the time can be tiring too.

Once they were done with their breakfast, Michael got up to wash the dishes, since it was Peyton that made it, and she took Michael's laptop into the living room so she could start searching up kinks on the internet. It's not exactly the most orthodox of ways to go about something like that but she and Michael are anything but ordinary.

She went onto Google, and typed 'kinks involving touch' into the search bar, then got up to fetch some paper and a pen as it came up with a list of several websites they could look at. When she got back, Michael was sitting on the couch with his legs crossed and the laptop resting on them. His eyebrows were furrowed as she saw his eyes scanning the screen.

"See anything you like?" Peyton laughed lightly, sitting down next to him, snuggling close, and resting her chin on his shoulder so she could see what he was looking at.

She noticed that the particular website Michael was on had pictures to accompany the descriptions of the kinks they had listed, and to be honest, even Peyton was a little shocked by them. The things she had thought they might be able to try were nothing compared to the picture on the screen.

"Is that actually possible?" Michael asked her, pointing at the screen, and tilting his head to the side like that would help his understanding of what was happening.

"I don't even know what that is," She moved closer to the screen, and squinted, "where does it even go?"

So, yes, their friendship is kind of strange when you think about it but you couldn't say that it wasn't honest. The rest of their morning was spent looking up different things that they could try when being intimate. It was definitely an interesting way of finding out more things about each other.

Some of the things both of them knew were definitely not for them; gags and gimp masks? No, thank you. Others, one would like more, so they would find a way to compromise, and Peyton would casually make notes, and nod as they discussed kinks like it was a shopping list. They both loved it.

Unfortunately, Peyton did eventually have to get ready for work. Michael didn't have a shift today so he figured he would clean up around the house, and then do some shopping. He couldn't help but think about what they had discussed as he walked around the shops, looking in random windows, at random clothes he knew he didn't need so not bothering to go inside. Michael wondered where he could go to even get some of the items they were interested in.

Luckily, just as he walked out of the game store happily with his new Assassin's Creed Syndicate in hand, his phone began to ring before he could think where you go next, "hey, mum. How you doing?"

"Hey, sweetheart. I'm good. How about you?"

"I'm not too bad, just doing some shopping. What's up?"

"I was wondering what you were doing next weekend actually. I'm thinking of having a barbecue and wanted to ask if you could come. I miss you."

"I miss you too, mum," he chuckled, "I can make it if it's on Saturday."

"And what about Peyton?"

"What about her?"

"Can she make it on Saturday too?"

"I'll have to ask her."

"Okay, well, you ask her and then let me know. Speak to you soon, love you."

"Love you too."

Michael put his phone away, and began his walk back home. To say he was surprised at his mum's request would be an understatement, she had only met Peyton once, and she was inviting her to a family barbecue. Michael really didn't know how to take that. He'd told his mum they were just friends, and he really hoped she understood that, it would be very awkward if she didn't.

Michael would be seeing Peyton at work tomorrow so he'd just run it by her then, it's no big deal really, just that Peyton would pretty much meet his entire family if she agreed to go. Yeah, definitely not a big deal at all.