Owned- Ot4

Part Six

Michael-

I noticed two, shy looking new boys stood in my dorm with Calum talking to them. They were cute, adorable even, but I'm not doing to lie and say that the new presence here didn't make me want to throw up. Because it did.
  "Hey, Mikey. These are the new submissives that I told you about," Calum said. They both looked at me and my stomach flipped whilst I had to stop my heart from jumping out of my throat. I nod slowly, taking in my surroundings and trying to silently signal that I needed five minutes alone without being rude. "Right boys, we're going to go get some food. Mikey's just going to get something done. Follow me." I mentally thank him and wait until they all left to lock the bedroom door and get some water.

By the time that I was calm and collected again, Calum was bringing the two new boys back in. I stood up, showing myself to be a strong and confident dominant guy. I was just that, but I needed them to know it too. Even Calum was beginning to falter once he saw it. He watched the two new boys get down to their knees in front of me, and I could see him start to question himself over what to do next. It was clear in his eyes that he wanted to submit, but he also wanted them to see him as dominant. All I did was smile and let him come to my side. The two submissive boys looked slightly scared, so I crouched down so that I was somewhat meeting their eye-line. The lightest blonde flinched back a little, but I stayed put, knowing that he was just scared of where he was.
  "I'm Michael," I whisper "You two are?" I waited for a minute, and the honey blonde spoke first, in a soft and quiet voice that I might not have heard if I wasn't so close to them.
  "Ashton," the other boy, though, had started to tear up and panic.
  "Cal, why don't you take Ashton here to meet some of the others in the common area. We'll be alright."

Once they had left, I pulled the boy up onto his feet and took him to what he made clear to be his bed to sit down. He immediately pressed himself into my side, hiding his face and trying to catch his breath.
  "It's alright, love. I'm guessing you're already missing home, huh?" he nods, fingers curling into my shirt desperately. "Well, I'm sure I can get a phone to use if you give me a name to use, yeah?"
  "Uhm, Luke. Luke." I nod, smiling and pulling a blanket over his shoulders.
  "Beautiful name. You know your parent's numbers?" he nods, so I grab my phone from my back pocket and place it in his lap. He quietly thanks me, curling up at my side as he dialled the numbers and I play with his hair.