[Chapter Five]

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Scottish Translation

Bràthair - Brother

leannan - Sweetheart

mo luran - my pretty boy

ghràdh - Love

M'eudail - My Dear/My Darling

Bòidheach - Beautiful

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Friday, the day after my date with Lewis, is distracting. I can't focus on orders and daydream about Lewis in between customers, CeCe had teased me at first and gave me knowing stares, but that promptly transformed into annoyance when I failed to assist her when the lunch rush finally arrived. Not to say I didn't try, I did. It wasn't as fast and efficient as I would typically be - but I tried.

It says something about myself that a single date has me this distracted, that a day where I'm the sole focus of a man has me to the point I'm imagining what my life with him could be like. It's frankly ridiculous. Yet it feels incredibly pleasant to be able to do, I have someone to be distracted over and fantasize about. Actions and words to remember being said to me, promises I know will be held to look forward to. I have someone.

That someone is the only reason I'm happy today, why I had been happy since yesterday. Lewis is all I had hoped he would be and I'm afraid I'm already in love, even a little - or it could be I love the situation I'm finding myself in with all the attention he gives me. Yesterday was the best date I had ever been on, it wasn't dinner or movies like my ex and William, it was simply a walk and coffee while talking. It wasn't anything special, but it was.

Lewis had paid attention and showed me he was able to pick up on small changes in my mood the longer we stayed together, he subtlety dominated me, he made sure I was comfortable; that I ate and drank. Lewis had taken the time to allow me to get relaxed around him, for me to see he wouldn't harm me. He was charming and funny, let me set the pace while also guiding me gently. It was wonderful.

We never did bridge the topic of kinks or fetishes, 'Let's wait a bit to go into stuff like that. Know each other more. Ya already had a stressful time, shouldn't go and give ya a panic attack.'

I appreciated that he wanted to wait for me to be ready because I was not ready yesterday, I had been stressed over my wondering if it was a date and if he was a dominant or not. I couldn't have made it through a whole conversation about my kinks, even if I know it will inevitably happen. These kinks of mine are things that I've been ashamed of before and some I've never experienced; I've mainly masturbated to porn of them.

I'd hate if Lewis decided it wasn't for him and left me, I would understand. Some of my more taboo kinks are exactly that, taboo. They make people uncomfortable, look at you weird and overall just judge you harshly. It's why I've been ashamed of some of them, especially one in specific. People compared it to something horrible on the internet, even if both adults are both completely consenting, and it made me feel terrible.

Other ones people find gross, and I guess I could understand that. If it wasn't coming from a person that swallows after giving a blow job, that is. I find that's hypocritical, seeing as we're doing the same thing just in different forms. They swallowed instantly, I don't and like to do something a little extra. A Virgin or vanilla, a person liking normal boring sex, coming to me and judging, I understand- it's taboo for them.

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