“You’re telling me,” I growled. “Every night you’ve been in my thoughts.”
“I’ve learned about orcs,” he whispered.
“What did you learn about orcs?” I asked, sliding my hand down to his cock.
He was hard too, his shaft straining against his pants. He let out a little moan, his head falling back on my chest.
Fuck. I breathed in his scent, closing my eyes for a moment. I hungered for him, everything about him drawing me in. I wanted to shove him down to his knees to get a taste of me already, but I would wait…
I’d wait until tonight after dinner.
I’d wait to see if he really wanted to stay.
Still, I gripped his cock for a few moments and squeezed. His gasp left him, his hips thrusting against me.
Then, I withdrew, kissing the top of his head. “We have some things to talk about before we go any further.”
“Like what?” he wheezed, turning to look up at me.
Now, we pressed against each other and he wasn’t shy— wrapping his arms around my stomach. I slid my leg between his thighs, enjoying that I could feel his hard cock while mine pressed against his stomach.
“Limits,” I grumbled. “Limits and desires.”
“I…I have things that I’ve always wanted, but I’ve never asked for,” he said. “But I promised myself that I would ask for them if I were to go into a relationship, which…which is what we’re doing.”
I nodded, thinking about his words. “Go on.”
He swallowed hard, his throat constricting. “I… Honestly, I want someone I can call Daddy. I don’t know…if that’s something you’re open to.”
“Very open,” I murmured, sliding my hand to the back of his neck.
The Barista was too damn good at this.
“In fact, I would prefer you call me Daddy,” I said, nodding. “What else, boy?”
He shivered against me and I could feel his cock still straining. “If it’s true that orcs like to play games with their mates…”
I blinked, a little shocked that he’d heard about those things. I held my breath for a moment, not knowing what he would say.
“If that’s true, then I want to play those games. I don’t care if they see us. I saw the way the others stared at us as we walked in.”
“I’m very well known,” I mumbled, letting out a soft growl. “You please me in ways I didn’t think were possible. What else? I want to know everything you want.”
“Yes… uh…”
“Yes, Daddy,” I corrected him, giving him a firm squeeze.
His cheeks turned pink and he nodded. “Yes, Daddy. Uh…I like…I like BDSM. I like Dom/sub dynamics. I’ll do whatever you want. I’ve never hit a limit before but…If I do, I’ll say ‘eraser’.”
I nodded, making a mental note. “Eraser. Got it. I have a safe word too. It’s ‘pineapple’. Sometimes being a Dom is tough, especially with the things we ask. I would never actually want to harm you, even if I hurt you. There might be times I also need aftercare. I’ll want to know what types of things you like so I have a list.”
He nodded. “Agreed. I’d want to know too. Maybe we can make one tonight.”
“One more thing,” I said, studying him. “I’m about to be in a rut. And once that happens, it’s like a heat that only sex will cure. I’ll be thirsty for you all the time. It’s not just want, it’s a need. The only way to quench myself. If…it wouldn’t be fair if I didn’t give you the option to run now.”
“I’m not running,” Alex said, shaking his head. “I’m not going anywhere. Use me during your rut, I don’t care. I want to be with you.”
I nodded, fighting the urge to grin. I was excited, I realized. Excited to finally have Alex with me, to hear what he wanted.