Harrison blinks. He had only be answering a question about himself, he hadn’t been prepared to start negotiations for a menage. But he couldn’t deny that it seemed almost like fate to find another blue bad boy who would remind his mate so much of his nemesis and also knew how to bring out his rarely seen submissive side. They had been talking about bringing someone in who could show Wayne how to dom, and there was Wayne’s delicious double stuff fantasy that Harrison had been dying to make come true….
“No chains,” Harrison countered, taking a breath as he seriously considered what it would take to make this happen. “Rope, leather, that’s fine but nothing on the neck on either of us. We’ve both had bad experiences with not being able to breathe. Fair warning, my Wayne’s a born bottom but he’s got a stubborn streak. I was his first and though not his only, it takes a lot for him to trust that he won’t hurt someone.”
“As for me…..” he trailed off, briefly looking to the side and taking a moment to chew his bottom lip. He has to consciously bring his focus and his eye contact back to the blue villain in his lap. “I haven’t subbed in a very long time. Years. You’re not the only one who has issues with…. trust.”
Syx nodded seriously, “No chains, no choking,” he ran his hand over Harrison’s cheek, “Trust is something earned and not easily given. I understand that,” he tipped his head in thought, he was very comfortable like this, yes this was something that could be very enjoyable, “I don’t jump into these sorts of things anyway. Or I didn’t until just recently. I don’t really go for casual sex, no matter what I might have implied earlier. I’ve loved every one of my partners in some way or another. But,” he licked his lips, “I do very much think I would like to pursue this idea further.”
“I agree,” Harrison replies, and for some inexplicable reason, he blushes at that. It’s not that bright, but it makes him feel like his entire face is on fire. He has to look away for a moment to regain himself, but looking up into the blue face that is so similar and yet so different than his own, he can already feel that bashful desire to please that he hasn’t felt in so long. It’s both welcome… and a little scary. And it certainly wasn’t what he expected when he went out watch shopping this morning.
“It’s conditional on how you get along with my mate. I don’t play alone,” Harrison adds, licking his lips. “But I think you and I….. we could get into some magnificent trouble together, Mister Blue. My mate has a particular fantasy of taking two blue men at once, and I’ve been encouraging him with toys, but there’s nothing like the real thing.”
Oh god that blush was amazing, Syx already longed to see it again. “I find that very agreeable. And you’re right, toys are a poor substitute, especially for a race as scent and emotionally driven as we are,” he ran his thumb along Harrison’s jawline, “I must say I’m quite pleased that I met you Mister Drake-Scott,” he purred as he leaned him. Lips ghosting past the other man’s ear and over his cheek, “Very pleased.”