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“I don’t think I understand the question.” I wasn’t going to pretend to be a genius when there was clearly subtext I was missing. “I’m going to need you to rephrase that even if it gives you that heart attack we were talking about.”

The way his head fell back and he sighed said he wasn’t going to fight me on it. “Great.”

I knew he’d get it out eventually, but I hoped he figured out what he wanted to ask before the hot water ran out.

Chapter 7

Ender

I just had to open my mouth.

It’d been stupid, but in my defense, once I couldn’t see him it was easier to function. Even the fact that I could feel his body brushing against mine as he moved behind me wasn’t killing my curiosity. Brains were stupid and were even worse than dicks.

“Am I supposed to ignore your erection?” Okay, that hadn’t been heart-attack-inducing. Yes, not seeing him while we talked was definitely the way to do it. “You touched me to build intimacy and to make sure we can connect right when I’m a pup.”

There was logic in it…fucked-up logic, probably, but there was logic.

“I don’t need to touch yours and you made sure I understand that I don’t have to.” He’d been clear about that and I appreciated it, but he didn’t understand that I still had questions about the strange situation we’d found ourselves in. “But does that mean you don’t want me to?”

It’d been getting harder to talk about right up until his hands started cleaning lower down my back. Once I realized where his fingers were heading, it was a lot easier to focus on the words. My only other option seemed to be obsessing over what he was going to clean next, and that was not something I was going to let myself think about.

The one upside to my slightly embarrassing question was that Leif’s hands slowed to almost a halt as his brain turned it over in his head. “So what you’re asking is that while you understand what we’re doing and you understand that you don’t have to do anything with my dick…you want to know if you’re supposed to ignore it?”

“Yes.” There was something in his voice that said he still wasn’t sure what we were talking about, though.

I wasn’t even going to try to guess what was tripping him up because he was weird sometimes…and just randomly tossing out strange comments would be the best way to make the situation even weirder.

“Do you want to touch my dick or is this a how much to ignore it kind of question?” Leif still sounded confused, but I wasn’t going to turn around and look at him even if it would’ve been helpful. “I don’t want to make you uncomfortable answering this, so I need to make sure I understand what we’re talking about.”

I was way past uncomfortable and starting to get hard again, so he was insane and needed to move the goal post to something more reasonable.

“Um, well, let’s say that getting you off would make me feel submissive or that my pup side might like to explore you a little…would that be an issue?” God, how had I ended up having such a crazy conversation?

“No.” Leif answered so calmly and easily I wasn’t sure how to take it. “That’d be fine.”

Fine?

Did that mean he’d let me do it but he didn’t want it?

“I’m confused. Would that be a suffering for your sub kind of thing?” I shouldn’t have asked that just in case it was him thinking he should suffer for me, but it popped out before I could consider I might not want to know the answer.

Fuck it.

“What does fine mean?” If it was already out there, I was going to get a real answer, so I told myself to stop holding back. “I don’t want to do something that doesn’t turn you on or make you happy in some way.”

It might just be a weird way…Leif wasn’t the most normal guy I knew to begin with.

He snorted. “You can overthink anything.”

“You’re the one who thinks a hand job in the shower or my pup licking your dick would be fine.” God, someone needed to shoot me.

As he laughed, I shoved my face under the water, wondering how hard it would be to drown in the shower.

“Idiot.” He pulled me back against him and wrapped his arms around me. “Does this feel like I’m suffering for you?”

Rocking his hips forward, he pushed his dick against my ass and ended up fucking himself between my cheeks. I couldn’t help moaning. His rough touch and just the way his erection was dragging against me were making it hard to think.

“No…I…” What had the question been?

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