Mastering Wren

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The icepacks help with the swelling of my injuries. However, the pain from the bruises becomes apparent as time goes on. They start to throb if I turn the wrong way or sit in an uncomfortable position. I guess I'd just have to get use to it for the rest of the week now.

My stomach eventually starts to growl and I realise it's nearing the afternoon. Theo got into the shower quickly so I wondered if he forgot to order food beforehand like he said he would... I hope not. I was dying for sustenance.

I look over my shoulder and see the sun starting to set behind orange tinted clouds. I sit up, impatient, I thought Theo would have a short shower.

However, it's been a good forty minutes.

Just as I settle back against the pillow on the couch, I hear the shower finally turn off. I bring my knees to my chest, putting the ice packs on the coffee table. I twirl my hair in my finger, waiting. I spend the time thinking about Theo steaming, hot and wet. I close my eyes to picture it and end up smiling thinking about it. The image is so clear in my head... it's something I wouldn't mind having all to myself. 

However, when I open my eyes, standing just outside my bedroom door, just out of the shower, with a towel wrapped low around his hips, wet lips and an accompanied smirk; is Theo.

I jump at his sudden appearance, shocked uncontrollably. 

"W-What are you doing?" I blurt out, trying to sound normal but of course I stutter. I'm just incredibly embarrassed he caught me closing my eyes and smiling to myself like an idiot... and then flinching as if I had been caught day dreaming naughty things. 

"Just checking you're doing what I told you," he tilts his head to his side.

"Which was...?" I ask, confused.

"Not to leave that damn couch... Wren," he narrows his eyes at me now, and my own gaze travels towards his V-line and his towel.

So similar to what I imagined... god knows what was underneath.

"I'm starving," I mutter.

There is a pause... and it's quite awkward, as he just stares at me, unblinking.

"...excuse me?" he questions my meaning, extremely amused.

My eyes dart up, away from where they shouldn't have been. My cheeks blush a bright red as I realise my own accidental double meaning.

"I'm starving for food... not... n-not..." I correct myself and trail off... don't even try to finish that sentence Wren, change the topic! 

Argh, I dug myself my own grave.

I should not have stated I was hungry while staring at his towel and what I was hoping was underneath.

I attempt to change the topic.

"And... a-and, excuse you, Theo! Why were you so long in the shower, huh?" 

Nice one, Wren. Go ahead and face palm yourself. 

Theo purses his lips, trying not to smirk at my evident struggle on how to get out of this situation. 

"A Submissive might have needs," he speaks slowly, as if trying to calm me down, "...but a Dominant has needs too," Theo states like it's obvious, shaking his head. He walks back into my bedroom and he completes the sentence, "...and you're incapacitated at the moment so..."

Did I just hear him right? Again, I am confused. I hated how he was always hard to hear when I really wanted to know what he was saying.

Anyway...his needs? Equalled a long sh –?