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Okay, they really had thought Ruslan was vanilla and I was just obsessing over him hopelessly. That made their easy acceptance of him wanting privacy more understandable.
“We’re good.” Primarily because Ruslan was not a newbie. “But thanks.”
I wasn’t sure Gary believed me, but as he went back into the kitchen with a vague nod, I hoped that meant he would be reporting back that I was fine. But since I couldn’t even begin to guess when that wouldn’t be enough to hold them off, I hurried upstairs to my room to actually get ready for the day.
My head had stayed pretty quiet considering everything that had happened until I climbed in the shower. Something about the pounding spray and the white noise of the water always made me think, and it was something I couldn’t avoid, so I tried to channel the random thoughts that kept popping up into a healthier direction.
Ruslan hadn’t hidden his worries from me…whether it’d been sliding into little headspace or just hiding behind his hands, Ruslan had been very open about what he was thinking. That showed he was comfortable with me and he trusted me.
He’d bounced between cuddly, confused, and slightly embarrassed when he’d gotten up, but nothing felt out of proportion or made me worry. He’d snuggled against me and we’d kissed. Hell, we’d have done more than that if there’d been time.
Thinking about how he’d felt in my arms and what we would’ve done if there’d been time had me wrapping one soapy hand around my dick. There still wasn’t time to dawdle over an orgasm, even a self-directed one, but I closed my eyes and quickly started to jerk one off.
My boy had been so tempting and the way his eyes lit up as I’d talked about taking him places had emotions rising as well as my dick. Little or big, I loved spending time with him but that flash of his professor voice had been tempting.
It was too easy to imagine him standing in front of a lecture hall, looking all straitlaced and professional. But as the hall cleared out, he’d glare and call my name, keeping me back as everyone looked on curiously.
Yes, he knew what would happen when he made me look like a naughty kid, but he’d done it anyway.
He’d be trying to act stern and tough but his eyes would give it away. They’d be needy and filled with barely suppressed submission until the last of the students had left. When it was just us, the tables would turn.
I imagined growling out a reminder about how he was supposed to be professional with me and not raise suspicions, but he couldn’t do it. That wasn’t our deal, so I’d tell him that he needed a reminder about how he was supposed to behave.
As I pictured bending him over his desk and baring his ass, I could feel my cock starting to throb, and all it took was one imaginary spank to have my orgasm exploding out of me. Even in my fantasies, I could hear the desperation in Ruslan’s voice and I knew he’d be begging.
The spray of the shower washed away the evidence of my orgasm, but I couldn’t help chuckling as I leaned back against the wall of the shower. “That would never be my boy.”
It was a fun fantasy but I knew I’d have to work on it for it to feel real enough to use in a scene. But for jerk-off material, well, it would definitely be worth going over a few times to see what my favorite parts were…for science, of course.
My brain couldn’t let go of figuring out how to shift it to a fantasy that Ruslan would like, though. Even as I dried off and finished getting ready, it kept poking at different options and I ended up wondering what he’d think about my being his boss or another professor at the school.
The different ideas were still bouncing around in my head as I finally got my coffee and Malcolm’s face showed up in the window of the back door.
For fuck’s sake.
Well, at least he hadn’t rung the doorbell and chased the rest of the nosy nuts out of bed?
He glanced around as I opened the door, clearly wondering if we were alone. “Everyone else lazy?”
“About half and half. Gary is at the gym and the rest are a mixed bag of sleeping in and maybe sleeping over at someone else’s place.” I wasn’t the only one who’d been acting a bit odd about who they’d been dating lately.
“Good.” He nodded to himself as he stepped into the kitchen, not really giving me much to go on, so I went back to my coffee as I munched on a day-old donut that someone had wrapped up and put my name on.
I loved living with caretaker Doms and subs.
“Ruslan said he had Thanksgiving with you.” It was all I could think of to get the nosy Dom to start talking, and thankfully, it worked because I was on a tight schedule and he had about five minutes to lecture me on whatever was on his mind.
“Yeah, his parents are pieces of work so he spends the holidays with us.” Malcolm wanted to overshare—I could see it on his face—but he managed to stop himself for the most part. “He usually kind of mopes around the holidays and ends up spending a lot of time with us, but it seems like he was busy this weekend.”
How were my roommates more well-behaved than this?
“Yep.” Ruslan didn’t seem to have many secrets from Malcolm, so I didn’t feel bad about answering some of what his questions seemed to be about. “We spent more time together and went over limits lists. It worked out best for me to stay with him over the weekend, and I think that went pretty well.”
I was not going to tell Malcolm that Ruslan had spent the weekend caged…he’d do that himself when he overshared with Malcolm and Jack later at some point.
“I’m sure Jack will tell you all about it after they have lunch or something.” My slightly snarky remark had Malcolm grinning.
“I have lunch with him later and Jack’s going to pin him down at coffee this afternoon.” Looking pleased with himself and probably proud of me for guessing what would happen, Malcolm shrugged. “Jack has a busy morning and can’t get away from work until after lunch. So we compromised.”
