let me take you down || McLennon

Chapter 3

When John was done smoking, he came back in, smiling at Paul. "Wanna go for a walk? The sun will be setting soon, it'll look beautiful," he sayed, his tone gentle. "Mh-Hm." John didn't  comment on the response, his teachers had told him, that his sub's reaction to the first punishment might be really strong. So he just took Paul's hand, an affectionate, yet possessive gesture.

Paul was quiet during the walk, exhausted from taking in so many new information and still embarrassed by the punishment. He thought about his family, were they missing him? Of course they were, especially Mike. Paul missed him, too. John, who noticed Paul's low mood, squeezed Paul's hand, making him look at him.

"Do you play the guitar? You can have mine tomorrow, if you want to," he said and Paul seemed a lot happier all of a sudden. The young man already missed music, even though it had only been one day. Yesterday he had still been playing Elvis and David Bowie and now he was here, holding some guys hand he neither knew, nor loved.

"Yes, I'd like that, Sir. Thank you," he answered politely, careful not to make a mistake again. John nodded and smiled at him, a genuine smile that made Paul's stomach swirl a little. Surely it was just the excitement of being able to play again.

~*~

When they came back, Paul was exhausted and John allowed him to take a shower. The door had to stay open though, John didn't want Paul to cut his wrists with a razor or something. It was weird, to shower with someone being able to look at you, and Paul wasn't even in the position to tell him to look away! He wondered if John did this, to make sure he didn't wank without his permission. He knew John was also in control of his sexual activities, and it bothered him more than he'd admit.

"John?", he asked from the bathroom, stepping inside the shower. John hummed to let him know he had heard him. "Could you- Could you not look? I-I don't like being all exposed," Paul said honestly, and John smiled, but turned his back to Paul. He thought it was adoreable, really. Paul didn't want him to see him through the milky glass of the shower, when, in a few days, he was supposed to make the first sexual move.

He wouldn't tell Paul about that, but the Doms had been told, that they shouldn't wait too long for that part of their relationship, as it was quite helpful to train the sub with sex. John had to admit, he did think Paul was really good looking, and he wouldn't mind touching him.

When Paul stepped out of the shower again, he dried his hair and body with one of the towels, before slipping into his boxers. He always slept in boxers, and John had told him it was okay for him to continue. The older man was already laying in bed, waiting for his new sub.

"Did you enjoy the shower?", he asked and Paul nodded. "Yes, Sir, I did. It was an exhausting day and the showers here are really nice," he answered, jumping on the bed. John smiled at Paul, finding him more than adoreable with his tousled hair and naked chest.

"Come 'ere," he ordered, his voice gentle. The younger man moved towards his dom, a little afraid of the next move.

John threw the blanket over Paul's half naked body, and tucked him in, chuckling when Paul snuggled up into the comfortable warmth, his eyes already droopy.

"I enjoyed spending time with you, Paulie. Now, good night, sleep tight," John whispered and switched the light off. "Don't let the bed bugs bite," Paul finished and smiled a little. John was very kind and caring, and somehow Paul's stomach felt warm at the prospect of waking up next to him tomorrow. It was so nice to be sure this relationship was meant to be, he didn't have to question anything.

John hopped into bed, too, closing his eyes and letting his mind drift away from reality, until there was nothing left but the ease of his dreamworld.