Lessons After Midnight (mxm)

Chapter 14

Age Play: Red
Anal Sex: Green
Asphyxiation: Green
Biting: Green
Blood Play: Red
Bondage: Green
CBT: Red
Cock Warming: Green
Collaring: Green
Chastity: Yellow
Cross Dressing: Red
Degradation: Yellow
Edge Play: Red
Electro Stimulation: Yellow
Exhibitionism: Yellow
Fire Play: Red
Fisting: Red
Foot Play: Red
Forced Orgasm: Green
Temperature Play: Green
Impact Play: Yellow
Gagging: Yellow
Hair Pulling: Green
Knife Play: Red
Needle Play: Red
Nipple Play: Green
Objectification: Yellow
Oral Sex: Green
Orgasm Denial: Green
Over Stimulation: Green
Pet Play: Yellow
Piercings: Yellow ??
Piss Play: Yellow
Role Play: Green
Sex Toys: Green
Scat Play: Red
Sensory Play: Green
Sounding: Yellow
Suspension: Yellow
Threesome or Moresome: Yellow
Voyeurism: Green
Wax Play: Yellow

Other: N/a

As I read through the contract, Erick's gaze lingered on me. It was a quiet intensity, the kind that made my skin begin to heat under his scrutiny, but I forced myself to stay focused. The contract itself made it all feel more real, solidifying my decision.

"Nowhere in here does it mention being tested for diseases," I commented, not so much criticism, but I did find it to be a very important topic.

"Correct. As a member of the club, I am tested on a regular basis. Following this contract, we will enter a monogamous relationship so constant testing will no longer be required unless you request it." He answered.

"So you are clean?" I questioned, looking up from the papers to look at him.

"I would never have been intimate with you if I was not." He stated firmly.

"And how do you know I'm clean?" I countered again. Of course, I had the same views as Erick when it came to intimacy.

"Are you?"

A slight smile crept onto my features. He was turning my own questions around on me.

"Yes. I was clean when I left my last relationship, and haven't had any intimate relations with anyone since, though, I can get tested again, if you request I do."

Erick's gaze weighed on me as he remained silent. With a smile, I turned my attention back onto the contract.

The soft shift of his chair barely registered as I flipped to the next page of the contract, too absorbed to pay attention. Footsteps moved across the room, then the quiet clink of glass against glass.

"Can I get you something to drink?" Erick asked, breaking through my concentration.

Still focused on the text, I responded. "Anything."

I expected something sharp—whiskey, maybe, something that fit the sleek minibar off to the side. Instead, the rich aroma of red wine curled into the air. A glass was sat beside me, deep ruby liquid swirling delicately inside.

I lifted the glass and took a slow sip, my lips curving into a smile as the taste graced my mouth. It was sweet in all the right ways.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, amore mio," he murmured from behind me. "Do you have any questions about the contract so far?"

I turned my head to find him standing beside me. I met his gaze with a knowing smirk.

"No. You were right. It's very thorough." I twirled a pen between my fingers, a teasing glint in my eyes.

Erick's eyes darkened with amusement. He leaned in, one hand bracing against the desk, the other gripping the back of my chair as he caged me, cutting off my escape. The muscles in his arm flexed subtly as he pressed his weight into it, lowering himself to my level.