The feeling of kissing Blake was incredible, but feeling him give so fully and easily was beyond words. Ross was gentle because of this, firm but soft. The more Blake said, the more Ross had to say and the more speechless he became at the same time. He was quiet and patient so that the Submissive could get out everything that he had to say, affectionately caressing gentle fingertips along whatever skin he could find. “Don’t be scared, prince. I want you to know that you can talk to me about these things, even without prompting. I’m always here to listen and talk. This is it, you’re a good boy. This is what I wanted from you.” When the question came, he gave a visible reaction that he couldn’t stop or control and he licked his lips while he considered what to say, looking off for the few seconds he allowed himself before he opened his mouth to reply. “Yes. I’m worried. I’m worried that you’re not sure where you stand, or if I’m just going to sod off one day, or any number of other things. I’m worried you’ll get hurt, and I’m a little worried that you might already be. Because of my reputation.” There were other things to address, other things that had been said. Now was the time. “I do miss you when you leave, Blake. And I think about you too. I wonder about what you’re up to, whether you need anything, how you’re feeling. I don’t want you hurting. We’re adults, we know my reputation and what I’m worried about. I’m not seeing anyone else right now. To make that clear. And I think that’s where I’m going with this. I want us to be clear, so that you don’t end up hurt because of me. What do you want to say about that? What do you think you need from me, in that context?” He leaned in closer again, though he hadn’t leaned that far away in the first place. “You can be honest with me, I want you to know that. You can ask me to do things, or not do things. I won’t be offended, we can talk about it all.”
The ways that Ross worked so hard to make sure Blake felt completely comfortable while they talked left him feeling like he was on top of the world. “I try not to be. There’s just a lot of stuff happening in my head at once, stuff I really don’t talk about. Ever. Because it’s a lot. And these days, I feel like everything might make me just a little too much. But I love it when you call me a good boy. It makes me feel really good.” Shrugging, he waited patiently for Ross to continue. He chewed his lip after the Dominant was done, thinking about how he would respond. “I do worry about those things sometimes Sir. Meaning, that I worry about where I stand. And I worry that one day I’ll wake up and this will be done. But that has nothing to do with your reputation, it has to do with me, being afraid of those things because that’s what scares me. I could be with Gandhi and worry about the same. It makes me feel really good to know that you do think about me Sir. That you miss me, and you wonder those things. And I’m glad you made that clear Sir. I did wonder. But not because of you. Because of me, again. I’m not talking to anyone else either Sir. Just in case you were wondering. Miss Lilian has been talking to me, and helping me with some stuff, but it’s not like that. She’s Ashton’s...Domme? I’m glad you want to be clear, and keep things transparent. Because that’s really what I need. I know that’s a big thing though. I try not to ask for too much. I don’t want to scare you or run you off, and I don’t think it’s my place to tell you what you can or can’t do. Should or shouldn’t. I just don’t want this to stop. I don’t know if I’d do okay with another submissive or Switch in the picture. It scares me. And I guess it’s just never what I pictured. I know that’s what you’re asking. But I don’t want to be the reason you aren’t yourself, if that’s what you want. I don’t want to take anything from you. I don’t want you to resent me or anything like that. I’m scared I’ll lose you just as quick holding on too tight. And if that’s the case I’d rather bite my tongue. And I feel stupid sometimes. Because I feel like thinking all of those things is dumb when this isn’t even...I just mean we aren’t official or anything. So here I am, thinking all these things, and I don’t even know what you want, or what you’re thinking, or if I’m just...Fooling myself again.” Blake’s lips twisted to the side while he looked down again, biting his inner cheek to try and avoid crying.
