Noah nodded. “Oh… yeah scenes. Yeah.” He pulled out his pen, but stopped short of taking the paper back. “Umm… just with me…. I think, but I guess I should ask him. We’re.. well, we’ve been monogomous so there’s that, but I don’t want to keep him from doing scenes with other people if that’s what he wants.” He could picture Ollie wanting to do an assignment for points or helping out a friend. “Don’t want to being some sort of rule maker.” His brow creased. “Shit. I’m in trouble aren’t I? I’m literally supposed to be a rule maker” He thunked his head down on the table dramatically barely missing his coffee mug.
Ryan’s facial features softened. The struggle was as clear as day and while a part of her wanted to shelf this whole idea and just enjoy their coffee, but this was far too important, regardless of how hard it was. She sighed and nodded. “Yeah, scenes, but the who doesn’t have to be explicit. It might come up in the exit interview, but don’t worry about it for now.” She winced when Noah’s head hit the table but she placed her hand on his shoulder to let him know she was there for him, both physically and emotionally. “If you weren’t open to doing this or open to my help, you’d be in trouble. You’re not in trouble. We just gotta work extra hard at this.” Pushing at his shoulder to get him to sit back up, she met his gaze. “We got this.” She looked back down at the paper, moving the pencil back to scribble a few notes at the bottom. “You’re off to a good start with your rules. The heads will probably be looking for rules that expect Oliver to be respectful to other Doms and punishments that will take place if Oliver breaks any of your rules. And protect Oliver too, make rules that ensure he used his safe word if he needs to and to always speak up when he sees a punishment or a rule isn’t fit. It’s a team effort, ya know?”