La Maison 2: Differences (Complete: BDSM mxm)

February 24

A/N: It's funny, I've been drafting this story for ages and I think this was one of the earliest scenes I wrote, plus a form of it is in Colors, so it feels like I've read it a million times - and I just went 'huh, I thought we were well past this point'. But no, we're still in February. I've drafted to April, so that's something.

Dae

After the other night, there's a chance that I could have turned my back on this whole thing, but I'm not strong enough, not really. And Master Chase has already asked me if I would do a public scene with him, a couple weeks ago. It helped too, because I was able to tell Chul-Moo I could get him more information about how Master François works things. It earned me another reprieve, and even a 'good boy' when he'd finished with me, though, unlike the ones I've had from Doms at the club, it didn't make me feel warm and special. Sick, rather.

I'm not even sure why Chul-Moo has this crazy bee buzzing in his brain about the club. He takes over other people's business all the time, but he never gets like this about it. Extra psychotic. Psycho 2.0. Plus, I really don't think he's going to be successful this time. And I think he knows it too. Maybe that's why he's going over the edge.

Since Master Chase asked if I'd do the scene, we've practiced; the Doms have a lot riding on public scenes I suppose. Well, the currency for respect in the club is how good they are at what they do and Doms just live for respect. I already knew Master Chase is extremely good at what he does, of course, so I'm not worried. I'm not worried about what the scene entails either, even though it's technically edgeplay due to the danger of injury. But when Master Chase originally explained the risks I just laughed and said pretty much ninety percent of what happens in a playroom could be considered edgeplay in that case.

And I still trust Master Chase, like I did when he first started training me. He never fails to send me into the ether when we play, but I don't think it's even that. He never gets pissed with my obnoxious behavior, which helps, unlike what happened the other night, and he always explains everything really well, treating me like someone who deserves to know answers, which is a big novelty for me. I've never really had that feeling of being valuable enough to be spoken to on the same level as someone before; it's just a real shame that I'm not attracted to Master Chase properly.

Oh, he's hot; a very sexy package, with a very sexy package, but there isn't any additional thing going on. I don't even know how to define it, because I've not had the feeling with anyone, so at the moment it's kind of ill defined. I just know that, when Master Chase asked if I wanted to sign a three-month contract just after I qualified I said no, because it would feel like having a contract with my brother, which I told him, mainly because my filter is broken. But in my case that's an extra weird thing to say, so in my head I amended it to friend; I think he's my friend, or could be at least, if Doms and subs can even be friends with each other. I'm not sure yet.

"You ready to get fucked by your brother?" Luckily he doesn't see the shudder that runs through me because he's sorting out his stuff on the console table. We're not due on for another thirty minutes, but I know he likes to double check everything, so I'm just curled comfortably on the big leather armchair that sits on the edge of the big stage, watching the adorable concentration on his face.

"I'm all set, Sir. Are you?" He grins.

"Cheeky. You looking for a punishment to go with the play?" I sigh quietly so he can't tell, I wasn't even trying to be bratty, but if I tell him that, it's fucking bratty. Le sigh.

"No, Sir. I'm looking forward to the play." I really am. He hasn't practiced the entire scene with me, because he says he wants my reactions to be fully natural, but what he's done has been amazing; a direct line to my cock every time.