#cc:ross

[blakeevansafter]

“Sir...I have a big ask. But I’m nervous about it.”

@charmingnoble​

[blakeevansafter]

for: closed ( @charmingnoble) ross meeks location: ross’ room 

The nerves were present and louder than Blake could ignore, but the weakness and body aches he felt from his inability to submit following the dissolve of his claim were stronger and more overpowering. He’d tried to stave off the need, consulting Google for any remedies that could have helped him be okay longer. Seeking attention from the Headmistress or Infirmary would have put a black mark against him, leaving him labeled as someone incapable of speaking his needs or unwilling to seek solutions for himself. Miss Lilian had offered to help with whatever he needed, but in some way it felt strange to him, asking that of his sibling’s Domme. He hadn’t made many friends at school before he’d been claimed, and his Dominant had made sure he was isolated enough during their claim that Blake felt like he had none when he returned. All of that added to the fact that he wasn’t ready to submit to just anyone for so many reasons left him feeling like he might just have to risk a visit to the Infirmary. Before he could, Ross had greeted him, and Blake remembered how nice the man had been to him before, even though he was a noble, and Blake’s family had lived in a virtual shoebox for the majority of his teenage years. So, after much debate, he took the leap, gathering his courage and reaching out. Ross had said yes, leaving Blake with a glimmer of hope. He reached the Dominant’s room and let himself in as instructed, but didn’t want to take any liberties beyond that. So, he dropped to his knees just inside the room, bowing his head as he waited for Ross to approach, hoping he’d heard the door open. 

[blakeevansafter]

“Do you believe in aliens, Sir? Or ghosts?”

@charmingnoble​

[blakeevansafter]

from here

PM: I’m just not feeling very well, Sir, and I just...Want to be held. Don’t worry, it doesn’t have anything to do with withdrawals or anything like that. I think I’m maybe just getting a cold or something. It’s no big deal, I’m just being an infant. 

@charmingnoble​

[blakeevansafter]

BLAKE ✉️ ROSS

BLAKE: /Sir/...I think you might be trying to kill me. You're so /sweet/. How are you feeling?

[blakeevansafter]

BLAKE✉️ROSS

BLAKE: Hi Sir! I hope you're having a great day. If you need anything, please let me know.

[unsent]: I miss you.

[blakeevansafter]

from here

PM: Dove. You’re really killing me, Sir. You’re really killing me. I do like them. I hope you post more. They made me smile. You’re very handsome. I do know, just like you do. I hope...I hope you’ll give me the chance to know even more. I’m okay, a little tired from everything last night, but good otherwise. It was...Interesting. To say the very least. What about you? Are you feeling okay? Do you need anything?

[blakeevansafter]

from here

PM: Really? Thank you Sir, I can’t tell you how much I appreciate you agreeing. I’ll repay you, anything you need Sir. Meals, or cleaning, or anything. To be honest, I’m looking for anything you’re willing to do. I haven’t submitted since my claim was dissolved which has been...A little over a month ago. I just don’t feel well. Not that I’m saying I would submit to anyone right now because I wouldn’t, I would rather be sick than try to force trust with someone I don’t. I’m really good at Domestic service, Sir, but I’m open to scenes or anything you need or want from me. Sexual or non, because I do trust you I’ll leave it up to you. Just in case my soft limits are marking and impact play, my hard limits are age play, bathroom stuff, feet, weapons, and blood, and my safe word is Mario. Thank you again, Sir.