Largely Submissive

Chapter 3

My inspiration for Master Gavin above (; a little less facial hair tho lol... for now at least (((;

A/N: Again, if you don't like my choice, move on, picture something else idc but quit with the weird creepy comments 

----------------------------------------

Gavin's POV

This night is turning out to be very dull, I thought to myself as I headed outside for a smoke with Graham and a few other Dominants.

"So, do you think you're going to sign a contract with him Gavin?" Graham asked as I lit a cigarette. I snorted and shook my head. I thought back to the submissive that had been kneeling at my feet earlier this evening. While little Jeffrey was a beauty, I felt no connection to him. As frustrating as it was, I just couldn't seem to find what I was looking for.

"Brother, you know I'm not one to settle down. Besides, so many of the subs here are just so basic, they honestly are all the same after a while. I want something different, someone different."

"You know I do know of a potential sub you might like."

"Yeah and who might that be?" I asked genuinely curious. Before he could answer a screech from the front of the club grabbed our attention.

"Excuse you, do you know how long I've been a member of this club?! I should not have to be carded!" This woman screeched. I raised my eyebrow as I watched the bouncer roll his eyes.

"Ma'am I'm just doing my job. No one gets let into the club without proper identification." He answered. I watched as Graham started heading over towards the issue. I sighed, took one final drag, and then put out my cigarette and followed him.

"This is outrageous! I demand to speak to your manager at once!" She cried, stomping her foot.        

"What seems to be the problem?" Graham asked stopping the bouncer from taking out his walkie talkie. Which if I'm correct the supervisor tonight is Damien and since I watched him head down to the dungeon just a little while ago with his Slave I'm sure he wouldn't have appreciated being called away.

"This... This Neanderthal won't let us into the club!!" The woman shouted pointing at the bouncer. I snorted, really he's not THAT big. Graham turned to him, eyebrows raised.

"Explain," He commanded.

"I asked to see their ID's and she refused," He replied quickly looking up at us and back down immediately.

Turning back to the woman Graham asked, "Is this true?"

"Sure, but I've been a member for years! This is the first time in forever that I've been carded! Who is this untrained brat? He must be new!" She spluttered. I rolled my eyes.

"I don't know who has been letting you into my club but my bouncer is not in the wrong and if you expect to enter my club you must show proper identification." Graham said coldly. I watched as the bouncer smirked and covered it, making me snort slightly. We all knew the woman was being absolutely ridiculous. All of a sudden the bouncer was grabbing the woman's hand inches away from Graham's face. Pissed that she was stopped she ripped her hand out of his and quickly administered a sucker punch right to his face. I winced in solidarity, for a small woman that was one hell of a punch.

"Fuck," He groaned while touching his face. Graham called more security, and the woman got taken away to wait for the police to pick her up for assault and battery. And here I was thinking tonight was going to be a dull night. I watched the bouncer slide down the wall to the ground tilting his head up to stop the bleeding. I squatted in front of him and put my hand on his arm. He looked up at me and then immediately looked down with pinkened cheeks. Interesting...

"Are you okay?" I asked. He glanced up and cleared his throat uncomfortably.

"Yeah, I've had worse." He replied.

"Come on let's get you cleaned up," I said while holding my hand out for him to take. I know I'm slightly leaner than him, but I'm a lot stronger than I look. I know he doesn't believe I could lift him off the ground but I'm sure I could. I allowed him to do most of the work for now though since he's had a rough enough night as it is. The last thing he needs is any sort of shock to the ego. After he's off the ground I kept a hold of his hand and led him into the club. In the front entrance of the club we were stopped by Graham.

"Cameron, are you okay?" He asked, placing a hand on his shoulder. For some reason that bothered me. But at least I know his name now, Cameron.

"Yes, Sir. I'm okay." He answered.

"I'm taking him to the bathroom now to get him cleaned up," I cut in looking at Cameron. He nodded.

            "Okay it looks like Gavin has it under control then. I want to thank you Cameron, for grabbing her fist. Come up to my office when you're finished up," He demanded and then walked away. I grunted and led Cameron to the bathroom. I took him over to the sink so I could clean his face with a wet paper towel. Grabbing his chin I brought his face down and start washing the dried blood off. I watched as he closed his eyes and accepted my help. I smiled. Once I'm done I patted his cheek and watched his eyes open slowly. I freely admit that he is one beautiful man.        

    "Come on let's go to Graham's office now, Cameron, was it?" I asked. He nodded as I led the way out of the bathroom. On our way it occurred to me he's probably going to be swelling a lot so I made a detour to the kitchen for an ice pack.

            "Put it on your nose," I commanded, turning to lead him to the office again. I know how much he must want to go home and I didn't want to delay that. At my brother's office I walked in without knocking and watched in amusement as he openly glared at me.

    Ignoring me, Graham turned to Cameron and said, "Sit." I watched as Cameron immediately made his way over to the chairs in front of Graham's desk. I stayed by the door and leaned against the wall to listen. Instead of hearing anything that is said between my brother and Cameron, I found myself lost in thought. The fact that Cameron is potentially a submissive is very interesting to me. There's just something about him...

    I broke out of my trance to hear, "Do not argue with me on this Cameron."

             "Now get out of here, go home," Graham said nodding his head at the door. I would've really enjoyed watching Cameron leave the room but I couldn't help but be bothered by the fact that it bothered me that Cameron was taking orders from another Dominant. I heard him shut the door and looked up at my brother.

            "Your bouncer, Cameron, he's a submissive?" I asked moving to one of the chairs in front of his desk. Graham looked up from his computer and smiled.

            "Yes he is, he's actually the one I wanted to tell you about earlier." Graham said while resting his chin on his folded hands. I hummed distractedly. I couldn't get the image of Cameron tied up on my bed, the image of him kneeling at my feet, doing my bidding out of my head. I shook myself inwardly and focused back on my brother.

    "And what makes you think he's even remotely interested in me?"

    Graham snorted. "Are you blind? The way that man looks at you, I wouldn't be surprised if the whole club knew he has a thing for you by now."

    "What... Really?" I asked truly perplexed. I guess I never really stopped to notice him... I know I've seen him, because who can just not see that big hunk of a man, but...

    "Yes, God I know he thinks he's keeping it a secret, and to be fair he's doing an okay job, but it's as clear as day who holds his affections."

    "Intriguing..."

    "But if you're not interested in him-"

    "Oh no, I'm definitely interested." I said determined. I will make him mine.

————————————-
Ignore all the indentations inconsistencies. I'm on my phone and I'm not sure why it formatted it like that. I'll probably fix it later when I'm at home with my computer. I hope you liked it! Be sure to vote and comment I love your feedback (: <3