Clover?

Chapter 22

"You ready baby?" Romero looked at me. He was dressed in a black suit with an white button down with some open. He look very professional but still fine as fuck.

I on the other hand wore a tight black shirt with a harness and black pants. I had on white and black forces. We both wore silver jewelry. He and Soren had matching earrings with their initials. For my birthday they got me a chain with their names engraved in it. It's kinda hot getting claimed like that.

"Let's get this over with." I nodded.

We were in London going out with Lars. In order to get him to trust Romero we flew out here for a boys weekend. Romero knew what was going to happen tonight but had been hiding it from me.

"Alright Adonis, before we leave I should tell you what's going down tonight." Romero grabbed my shoulder. I turned back to him with worried eyes.

"It ain't gonna be no nasty shit?" I asked. I made sure I had my gun on me.

"No baby, you know we've done some freaky shit together." I nodded. "You remember me talking about caning Soren and how I don't want you there for that?" Again I nodded. "Well caning is hitting someone with a cane and Soren likes that, you wouldn't."

"Okay so what does that have to do with tonight? Are we going to see that?"

"Not only that. Lars told me first we're going to dinner then he's taking us to a BDSM more SM though club. Knowing him he's going to make sure they put on a show. What me, you and Soren do will probably be nothing to what we're going to see tonight."

"What could we see?" I asked worriedly.

"Bondage is one, we could see some intense caning, we could see whips, fisting, prodding." He shrugged.

"Prodding?"

"You know cattle prodding with the electrical currents. Some people like to feel that shock." He said. At my worried eyes he continued. "Soren don't, we don't do that. It's a hard limit for us both."

"O-oh." I whispered.

"Are you going to be okay? I don't want to do this without you so if not I'll call it off." Romero asked.

"No, I'll be fine. I'm a big boy Ro." I smiled.

I'm fucking worried.

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"I'm surprised, you look like you're enjoying yourself," Lars said to Romero.

We were watching an sex show and it was fucking horrible. It started off fine, some kissing and dick sucking. But soon the man evolved to fisting this woman in the ass and once she was loose enough he started going so fast it looked like he was punching her in the ass. His whole arm was disappearing inside her. I was fucking sick. I hate fisting.

"Did you expect me not to like the show? I enjoy any performance put in front of me." Romero smiled. It was a room of ten people. The two on stage and the eight in the audience. I was the only one hiding my eyes from whatever was happening on stage.

"I'm just surprised you don't seem like the type to enjoy such perversions."

"It's more to me than meets the eye." Romero smirked. He slipped his hand off the seat and into mine. I unclenched my hand and held his as the show finally ended.

"If you liked that then you'd love what's next. Give me one second. I need to thank the performers." Lars stood up and handed to the back of the stage.

"Are you okay love?" Romero turned to me. I gave him a weak nod. "We can leave Adonis. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable."

"I'm fine. Nothing can be worse than seeing an arm shoot up an ass." I joked. Romero gave me a soft smile. He kissed my hand quickly before turning back to the stage.

It didn't take long for it to be cleaned up and another set of people came out. This time it was two men. One was naked and the other was fully clothed. Both had masks on though.

"Sorry for my absence." Lars came back and sat next to me. "I haven't asked if you were enjoying yourself."

"It's interesting." I nodded.

"Are you not a fan of this kind of play?" He asked me.

"You're really interested in his preferences huh?" Romero leaned in.

"I'm interested in him and I want to know his preference," He said. "I hope you don't mind my being forward." I looked at him with shocked eyes. He didn't seem like the type to like a swirl. I went to defend myself and say I was taken but Romero beat me to it.

"He's taken." Romero smiled. "By me."

"I'm sorry if-"

"No please compliment him, he's gorgeous I know. I like a little competition." Romero smirked. "Our boyfriend on the other hand, he's very possessive."

The night went on and the scene on the stage started off fine but soon a whip was pulled out. The person attached to a cross started getting painful ass hits to his back. Red marks spread across his back and I'm sure I saw bleeding. It was too fucking much for me. What sent it over the edge was the prods. The guy started getting shocked in between whips.

"I'm sorry." I said before standing up. I quickly left the room. I burst out onto the streets of London. I took a deep breath trying not to freak out. That shit was crazy and the guy getting hit was enjoying himself. I don't see how.

"Adonis." Romero came and patted my back.

"I'm fine, I just needed some air." I breathed. "Go back, don't mess this deal up, worrying about me."

"Oh he's already in plus I wouldn't care about any of that if you out here sick. You are always taking care of me, let me take care of you." Romero bent down to look at my face.

"A-alright." I nodded. We both stood up and started walking back to the hotel. He held my shoulders and talked about goofy shit the whole time. I knew he was trying to get my mind off what we just saw.

Thank you for commenting and voting. 💜 On a side note I've always wanted to do a Q&A and character profile chapter like how artist do on WEBTOON  I just don't know if I'd get questions so y'all let me know. I wanna do it for all three of my stories or any other couple I've written about.