Damaged ♡ Lashton ✔

Chapter 21

"What do you want to do tonight, babe? Did you want to play, socialize, hang out in the Little Lounge?" Ash asks as he pulls a clean shirt on.

I'm standing in front of a full length mirror, admiring the collar that he bought me as a Christmas present a few weeks ago. Now that I've graduated and got a job at a recording studio downtown, we've been able to see each other a lot more frequently which has been nice. We're able to meet up for lunch, and I spend most nights with him at his apartment since it's closer to my job. We're not officially living together yet, but we might as well be – I'm here more frequently than at my own house.

"Lu? Did you hear me?"

"We've been together for... what, ten months now?" I ask, turning to look over at him. He raises an eyebrow in confusion and nods slowly.

"Yeah, pretty close to that. Why?" I shrug and turn back to the mirror, smoothing out invisible wrinkles on my shirt to keep my hands busy.

"I was just thinking..."

"About?" He comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist from behind, resting his chin on my shoulder. I meet his eyes through the mirror and smile softly, resting my hands over his.

"Do I stay over too often? Like, is it too much too soon?" He frowns and squeezes me gently.

"Of course not, you know that I love having you here. In fact, I'd love it even more if you just moved in with me." My eyes widen and I bite down on my lip hard to try and suppress the squeal threatening to escape.

"R-really? You want to l-live with m-me?" I ask quietly, mentally cursing myself for stuttering, but I'm just too damn excited over the prospect that I can't control myself. He gently turns me around in his arms and I wrap mine around his neck, playing with the hair at the nape of his neck.

"Yes, I really do. I was going to ask you when we went on our trip to Brisbane next weekend, but... now's as good of time as any, I suppose. Luke, would you like to move in with me?" Instead of answering, I pull him closer and press my lips against his. I bite down on his bottom lip gently and suck on it for a moment before releasing it with a pop, grinning widely. He chuckles and gives me a soft peck. "Is that a yes?" he asks, squeezing my hips gently.

"Yes, I would love to move in with you," I whisper, hiding my face in his neck as he holds me against him, rocking us from side to side slowly.

"Now that that's settled... did you hear my question?" I look up at him and smile sheepishly, shaking my head slightly. He laughs and kisses my forehead before repeating what he had asked.

"Oh! Um... all of the above?"

"Do you want to help me pick out some things to bring with us?" I nod and follow him into the walk-in closet where he opens his toy cabinet.

Everything is so neatly placed, organized by category and size. Floggers of different sizes, colours, and materials hang from hooks on one door while skeins of rope hang from the other. Canes sit horizontally along the right side of the cabinet with cuffs hanging on the back, a set of shelves below them holds different candles, massage products, lube, and cleaning supplies. The left side of the cabinet is completely made up of drawers which hold condoms, chargers, blindfolds nicely folded and displayed, and all the different toys he owns. I open the bottom drawer and see a box with picture of what looks like a weird probe on the front of it.

"What's this?" I ask, glancing up at him.

"Ah. Remember when we were going over likes and dislikes, and I asked you about electricity?" I nod in remembrance, so he continues, "That's a neon wand. It's a tool for... I guess you could call it 'entry level' electrical play. It's much milder than the violet wand, which can actually cause burns to the skin. This one doesn't pack anywhere near that kind of punch."