Love Theo (Dark Reserves 1.5) Page 3

  "It's a fancy toasted ham and cheese."

  "Oh. I like the regular ones. Fancy will be interesting." His tone was teasing, and Dan pushed him gently.

  "Come on boy, move. Some of us are starving here."

  The cafe was on a tree-lined street, one side residential with several boutiques on the other. They stepped inside the heat, a welcome relief from the February weather.

  Once seated, a tall waiter arrived over.

  "Deux café au lait et deux croque monsieur, sil vous plait," Dan ordered, and the waiter nodded and disappeared into the kitchen.

  Theo leaned across the table. "You sound very sexy when you speak French."

  "Do I? I must remember that later tonight."

  Theo grinned and pulled out his phone. "I will hold you to that. I'm looking forward to it." He scrolled through the phone and glanced up briefly. "Mikey says hi."

  "Tell him I say hi back and ask him to stop texting you because you're on vacation and he's distracting you." Dan's tone was light, and he winked to let Theo know he was joking.

  "I can tell him, but he won't listen to you."

  Dan nodded, and watched as Theo typed at warp speed, texting and smiling as his phone dinged with messages.

  "He says, no. You're not his Daddy so stop telling him what to do."

  Dan chuckled and shook his head.

  "I'm so excited for tomorrow." Theo stuffed his phone back in his pocket and his eyes shone in the cool midday sunlight that was filtering into the cafe.

  "Why, what's happening tomorrow?" Dan teased.

  "It's Valentine's Day!"

  "Oh right, I totally forgot about that."

  The waiter returned with their creamy coffees and two grilled cheese sandwiches.

  "Merci,” Theo said beaming at Dan. "You're not the only one who can speak French around here."

  They tucked into their sandwiches and enjoyed the view out onto the street. Once they'd finished, Dan knew he should tell Theo the other surprise he had for him.

  "I have a confession." Dan tried to hide his nervousness as Theo sat forward.

  "If you're about to tell me you're straight, I already know. I've seen you dance. It's the only explanation for those weird maneuvers you pull."

  Dan let out a deep laugh. "My dancing is shit hot. Don't even go there, kid. But seriously, I have something else to tell you and I'm not sure whether you'll be all that thrilled about it."

  "Aren't you full of surprises. Let's see, so far you've surprised me with a trip to Paris, then there was the small matter of you being rich, uh-huh." Theo smiled warmly. "I can't wait to hear what this one is."

  "You know how I told you my parents were traveling in Europe? Well, they are here in Paris, right now. And my mom is wondering whether we would—"

  "We have to meet them," Theo interjected, bumping the small table with his knee in excitement and sending the cups and saucers rattling.

  Dan chuckled. "That's the same response my mother had. They really want to meet you, especially now that we're living together."

  "Oh my god, yes. We have to. I'd love to meet your parents. I just hope they like me."

  "Of course, they'll like you. I'm just relieved you aren't upset that they’re here when we're supposed to be enjoying a romantic trip.”

  Dan's parents had been traveling for months and there had never been an opportunity to introduce Theo to them. He wanted them to meet the man that had changed him in ways he hadn't thought was ever possible. After his ex had left him, he'd been certain he'd never find anyone again that made him feel whole. But Theo was more than that. Theo was more than he deserved, and he wanted to do everything he could to show him that.

  "Why would I be annoyed? Do you know how lucky you are to have parents that support you and accept you? I only wish I had that. I can't wait to meet them. Honest."

  "Thank you for understanding. We'll meet them tomorrow for breakfast."

  "Wait. Are they going to be staying with us at the apartment?" Theo's face was a little pale.

  "God no. They're leaving us to enjoy the apartment and they are slumming it in a five-star hotel."

  "Oh. That's good. What I mean is, I was looking forward to us being alone and doing some fun stuff." The color returned to Theo's cheeks and Dan couldn't help but laugh.

  "Don't worry. We'll be all alone. We can be as loud as we want."

  Debauchery Request

  It was after nine when they arrived back at the apartment. They had wandered the city for hours and as the streets became quieter, they headed back home, a bottle of red wine and some crusty French bread in hand. The plan was to have some food and get some sleep to try and overcome the jet lag.

  But with each step they took, Theo couldn't deny the intense anticipation. Over the last few months, they'd fallen into a comfortable flow, the game they had first started playing no longer a game. They lived their roles, slipping easily into their Daddy and boy persona, never truly switching them off. Because the truth was clear—they weren't role playing anymore. It was simply who they were together.

  Theo had pushed boundaries, trusting Dan the way he had never trusted any other man before. The love and care Dan gave him was as necessary as the air he breathed. At least it felt that way. He couldn't imagine ever being without it.

  The other thing that was perfect and exciting and nerve wracking was the thing he wanted—that they'd both wanted—but hadn't found the right time to try and ask for it. For the longest time he’d wanted to try fisting. He was mortified even thinking of asking Dan for it. But he’d watched it once during a scene in a kink club and it was everything. He sighed loudly, his voice rattling with adrenaline as they neared the apartment.

  "Tired?" Dan looked at him, concern flickering in his gray eyes.

  "Yes, a little." They continued walking in silence, Theo gazing up at the buildings and smiling as he spotted something he liked. He stole a few glances at Dan, watching him with awe and desire, the sharp outline of his jaw and the dark hair he loved running his fingers through. He imagined sinking his teeth into Dan's earlobe and his thoughts moved to what he really wanted to ask Dan for.

  He wanted it but he wouldn't let himself ask for it, yet. It never felt like the right time. But this trip was so romantic and special and maybe the right moment to ask his Daddy to give him what he craved.

  The apartment was in darkness when they got back and Theo switched on the table lamp as Dan busied himself in the kitchen, unpacking the bags and grabbing plates and wine glasses. Theo took off his shoes and wandered into the kitchen, pouring two glasses of red wine and downing several mouthfuls, trying to settle his nerves.

  Because he was nervous. Petrified. But not that Dan would say no, rather that he would agree, and Theo wouldn't be able to stop myself from begging for it, right then.

  A shiver ran through him in sync with his dirty thoughts just as Dan walked up behind him, brushing kisses against the back of his neck.

  "Cold?"

  "No. I'm fine."

  "Is this for me?" He lifted one of the wine glasses Theo had filled.

  Theo nodded and watched him take a sip, his full lips wrapped around the edge of the glass. Theo swallowed hard as he imagined how his Daddy would look, those lips parted, face flushed as he pounded into him and—

  "Knife?"

  Theo looked up, cheeks burning at what he was about to ask for. He pulled out a drawer and handed Dan a bread knife.

  Dan set to work, slicing the crusty French stick and plated it up with some cheese they'd purchased at a little artisan shop. Fuck. He had to say it, now, right now. If he bit his tongue any longer, he'd lose his mind.

  "Daddy?"

  "Yes, my boy?"

  "I want to talk to you. It's important."

  "Of course, Theo. Come, let's sit and eat and I'll listen." Dan fixed his gaze on Theo's, his eyes sincere and using his name instead of “boy,” letting him know they were on an even footing. Theo loved how they switched so fluidly between the two, a
lways making him feel safe and in control, even when his Daddy was dominating him. It was always on his terms, with his consent. That's why he trusted Dan with what he was about to ask for.

  They settled themselves on the sofa and Dan turned his body, so he was facing him.

  "What do you need to talk about?"

  Theo's mind raced. "I... I want to ask you, if..."

  "It's alright. You can ask me anything."

  Theo swallowed and started rambling in one long breath. "Things are so amazing, and we are great together, like amazing. The sex, I mean. Sex is amazing. But...no, not but... I really, want, eh..."

  "Theo." Dan's voice was stern, and Theo felt his swirling thoughts settle.

  "I want to try fisting." There, he'd said it. He blinked, his cheeks burning as Dan's eyes widened at his admission.

  "Are you embarrassed, Theo?"

  He smiled. "Eh, yeah. A little."

  Dan set his wine glass down and took Theo's hand. "You have absolutely no reason to feel embarrassed or ashamed. I'd love to experience that with you, to give you that. But you're not ready yet."

  "But I am, you've been working me for months, stretching me... I know I can do it," Theo objected, the fear of being denied scrambling his brain.

  Dan shook his head. "I know what's best for you, boy. I'm not going to risk damaging you or hurting you when I know you're not ready yet. You have to trust that I know what's best for you. I'm not saying no, I'm just saying not yet."

  Theo sunk back into the sofa, out of words and out of hope. He'd finally asked and he was being denied. But deep down he knew Dan was protecting him.

  "Can we not even try?"

  Dan lifted his glass and took a long sip of wine. "Come here."

  Theo shuffled closer on the sofa, until the full length of his body pressed against Dan. He grabbed his wine and took a large gulp only to have the glass abruptly pulled away from his lips.

  "Alcohol is not a good idea right now. If we are talking about this, or if we are thinking about doing this, I want you alert and sober. The experience will be enough of a high that you'll barely be thinking clearly anymore."

  "Oh my god, have you changed your mind? Can we—"

  "No, I'm not relenting on that. We're not going to try fisting straight off. But we can start getting you ready for it. I'm willing to do that. I don't want to hurt you."

  "What if I want to hurt? What if I need the pain, Daddy?" Theo's voice was shaky.

  "Where is this coming from? You haven't asked for that before?"

  Theo ran his hand down Dan's thigh, tracing his fingertips softly down to his knee and then making tiny circles all the way back up to Dan's crotch.

  "I'm fine. I've never felt better. I'm just so happy and I trust you. I want to give you everything, Dan. I want to be your good boy, to be so good for you."

  Dan leaned in and tilted his face, lips pressing lightly on Theo's temple. "You are my very good boy. The best boy a Daddy could ever want. I don't want you to do this for me."

  "I want to do it. I need it. I want to feel like I can't take any more while surrendering and knowing that I can, that you'll help me to do it."

  Dan licked his lips, Theo's hand still drawing circles on his thigh and the other hand now pressing firmly on Dan's chest.

  "If you need it, boy, I'll give it to you. I'll give you everything you need. I promise. But we'll work up to it. Tonight, we'll start. You are such a good boy."

  Theo let out a needy moan at Dan's words, sliding his fingers between Dan's shirt buttons to touch the warm, hard skin beneath. He couldn't control his breath as it thundered in unison with his heartbeat. This was what he wanted, and he was going to get it.

  Dan reached out, taking Theo's face in his strong hands and groaning as his tongue pushed against Theo's lips, parting them before invading his mouth. Dan kissed him, owning him like only he could. Theo kissed him with a sense of urgency that terrified him. Dan shifted forward in response, thrusting his tongue into Theo's mouth and leaning forward, lying Theo back onto the sofa.

  Theo's fingers were still caught between Dan's shirt buttons and as Dan pushed him down Theo felt his hand catch, and then the amusing sound of popping was closely followed by the unmistakable tear of fabric. Theo looked up wide-eyed, his neck flushed. He lowered his gaze to Dan's chest and grinned.

  "Uh-oh. Daddy, you seem to have a malfunctioning shirt."

  Dan laughed as he surveyed the torn shirt.

  "That was not my fault," Theo said, smiling up at him cheekily.

  "Are you looking for a spanking, boy? Because I'll give you one right now."

  "Sorry, Daddy. I'm innocent, honest.”

  Theo squealed as Dan folded on top of him, returning to their kiss. Theo never wanted it to stop, and not just tonight.

  ***

  They kissed for a little longer before finally dragging themselves apart and tidying away the plates and glasses. They worked in silence, the tension sparking between them. Theo's hands trembled, excitement coursing through him. Or maybe it was nerves. Was he afraid? Fear was such a strange animal. How could he fear something he'd never experienced? Something his whole being craved? And yet it was undeniably scary. To want something so wrong and so right with his Daddy's entire hand inside of him. God, he needed it more than he'd even admit to himself. He wanted to hurt, to feel so much that he stopped feeling.

  That was what Dan gave him—an escape. Releasing him from so much and sending him adrift into a realm of freedom and pleasure. Dan was the only man who'd ever done that for him. He'd told Theo he wanted to be that for him, to be what he needed and to give him everything. Theo knew their relationship had changed and for the first time ever in his entire life, he was hopeful that this might last forever.

  They made their way to the bedroom, Dan disappearing into the bathroom and returning dressed in just his boxers. Theo had stripped down and was lying naked on the bed, his entire body electrified.

  "You look beautiful, as always," Dan complemented him as he walked over to his luggage case.

  "Thank you, Daddy."

  After a few seconds of rummaging, Dan strode over to the bed and smiled.

  "Holy shit." Theo stared at the large dildo in his hand.

  "It's a good thing they didn't spot check my luggage at the airport."

  They'd used a dildo before but not that one. Theo had never seen it before, but it looked familiar. "Wait, is that a cast of you?"

  Dan's smirk confirmed his suspicions. "Boy, have I not told you that the only cock allowed in your ass is mine? That includes this. I had it made as a surprise."

  "I love it. I'm so excited to try it."

  "I'm going to use this on you first, then I'm going to get inside you at the same time."

  Theo felt his mouth fall open, unable to make a sound.

  "Do you want that, boy?"

  Theo nodded. "So much, Daddy. So much."

  "Good. I want this too. I love the thought of filling you with two of me."

  Theo giggled and spread his legs wide. "Oh yes, I want that. I need it."

  "Since we've never done this before, and you've not taken this much, we're going to go slow. I want you to hold off coming for me. I need you to focus and concentrate on letting me in."

  "Yes, Daddy. I can do that."

  "I know you can, boy. You are such a good boy. I don't want to hurt you. You must promise to tell me if it's too much. Do you promise?"

  "Yes." Theo nodded, eager to get started, to feel his Daddy stretching him out.

  "What's your safe word?"

  They'd never needed to use it, but Dan always reaffirmed the boundaries and safe words when they were playing at something new. That was another reason Theo could trust him so completely. Dan had proved to him that he'd never push him further than he was able, only giving him what he was able to take.

  "Giraffe." Theo let out a little laugh, the word always sounding ridiculous to him. He'd picked it when Dan had asked for safe words and Dan had immedi
ately wanted to know why he'd chosen giraffe. They'd both grinned when Theo confessed that he was terrified of them. "Nothing should have a neck that long. It's not right." Dan had called it the best safe word he'd ever heard.

  "You know you can use your safe word at any stage. I want you to be honest with me. If it's too much or you just want to stop, you can. I never want you to be afraid to use it."

  "I know, and I promise I will. But I trust that you know what I can handle."

  Dan traced his hands down Theo's stomach, grabbing hold of Theo's cock as it jerked in response. "I do, boy. I do know what you're ready for, how much you can take."

  He leaned down over him, kissing him gently, his tongue licking at Theo's mouth until he opened for him. Dan sat back and grabbed the bottle of lube he'd tossed onto the bed earlier.

  Theo squirmed as Dan dribbled the cold liquid along Theo's cock and then down between his cheeks. He watched in awe as Dan then lubed up his own cock and the dildo.

  "Fuck," Theo muttered, suddenly apprehensive at what they were about to do. It felt a little dirty and wrong, and he wanted it so bad he was close to begging for it.

  "Daddy, I need this," Theo groaned, closing his eyes as he felt Dan's fingers push into him, slowly easing in and out, loosening him up.

  "You're such a good boy. I'm going to fuck you with this first."

  Theo flicked his eyes open to see Dan holding up the dildo, and then he snapped them shut, feeling the slick toy at his entrance as Dan pushed it in.

  "Oh, fuck, yes..." Theo exhaled fast, the pressure burning and setting him alight. "That's so good. So fucking good."

  "Mm, boy, you are perfect." Dan worked him with the dildo, carefully thrusting it forward, always controlled and steady. Theo's eyes were still snapped shut and he opened them wide as he felt Dan wrap his hand around his dick, torturing him with long, firm strokes.

  "Daddy, no. I won't last if you do that."

  "Yes, you can, and you will. Look at me, boy. You are not going to come. I want you needy and desperate."

  Theo looked up, Dan's gray eyes burrowing into him as he slid the dildo in and out while stroking Theo's cock. Theo nodded, knowing that he needed to hold back, to fight the urge to come.