It said a lot about Skye in general, who he was. Neat, organized, methodical, as well as shy and still a good bit self-conscious. Not as much as the night Liam had met him, though, most certainly.
Liam had at first wanted to shake up Skye's neatly organized way of living, rumple his hair and toss his clothes to the floor and pull himout of his little box. But Liam was learning Skye wasn't in a box--this was simply who he was. Liamliked who he was, more than he'd expected to.
The liking, though, was causing a lot of his problems. He liked Skye way too much. And after their date--whichLiamhad knownwould be botha bad idea and a brilliant one--the blurring of the line between client and...more was more pronounced than ever for Liam. And if it was becoming a problem for Liam, he knew it was probablytentimes worse for Skye.
He needed to re-draw that line. He was a tutor. Skye was a client. Nothing more, damn it.
"Good. Now, today's lessonis inlettinggo."
"Ofwhat?"
Liam smiled. "Everything. You spend a lot of time clinging to things, to situations, to habits. To people, even. We all do. Sometimes it's good to learn to let go. To learn that you can; that it's safe to. Do you remember our first night?"
Skye's eyes went dark and slightly hooded, as he nodded. "Ofcourse."
Liam's lips twitched. He liked knowing Skye was, right this moment, reliving bits of that night in his mind. He wondered which parts stood out to his lover. "And when I told you to hold onto the headboard and not let
go?"Skye nodded again, breath going a little shallow.
"Yes,"he murmured.
"Tonight, we're going to do the opposite. I'm not
going to ask you to hold on. I'm going to bind you and
I'mgoingto ask youto let go."
Skye frowned, brows furrowing. "I don't...I don't
understand."
Liamshook his head. "You don't need to. You just
have to trust me." Which he knew Skye did, at least to
a certain point. Ifhe was going to keep Skye, he'd push
him farther, demand more, but as their arrangement
stood, allhe could do was give himthe basics and hope
whoever got him next-lucky fucking bastard-was
good enoughto teachhimthe rest, how to reallylet go. He worried about it. Skye was analytical and so
firmly set in his way of doing things, would he let
another Dom in, let them finish the lessons Liam had
started?
He pushed the worries aside. That wasn't his
problem. He was a tutor was all. Skye wasn't his. Not
for real. He focused on the task at hand, trying to
detach himself as much as possible from the conflicting
emotions tumbling inside him--jealousy and
possessiveness at the forefront. Not now; he had to
focus and he had not to show allthat to Skye. "So...canyou?"
Skye nodded. "I trust you, Liam. You know I do."
He frowned a bit. "Is everythingallright?"
Liam gave him a reassuring smile. "Everything's
fine." Except it wasn't, not really, but he had a job to
do. Besides, even if he wanted to, he had no idea how
to explain to Skye how he was all knotted up, jealous
of some nameless, faceless future boyfriend of Skye's,
worried about whether Skye could manage without him.
It was ridiculous. As if Skye hadn't been managing just
fine up untilnow.
He couldn't say all that, so instead Liamdrew Skye
closer and kissed him. He was good at his job for a
reasonand ifhe couldn't sayeverythinghe was thinking,
then at least he could kiss Skye into enough distraction
he didn't notice allthe words Liamwas chokingdown. When the kiss broke, Skye was panting, those
pretty, dark eyes hazy, and Liam smiled. Skye was
bornfor this; he reallywas. He'd never knowna manso
ready to give himself to someone. Liam shuddered to
imagine what kind of trouble Skye might have gotten
himself into if he hadn't decided to come to Liam first. Everyone had shitty first dates and first times, but Liam was glad Skye had better than that. Had something to show him later it wasn't always that way, when maybe
some asshole broke his heart.
"Now what?"
Liam pushed aside those thoughts, which lately
inevitably led to wondering what might happen if
perhaps Skye never had to go through it at all because
what if Liam kept him? Absurd thoughts that had no
business in...well, his business.
"Now we play, my own, and you show me how far
you're willingto go."
Skye gave him a look, half-stubborn, half-aroused,
that said he was up for the challenge. Liam just bet he
was.Liam took his hand and led him over to the bed,
nodding to it. "Hop up there, darlin', on your knees facingme, hands behind your back."
Skye shivered, but obeyed, climbing up onto the bed, sitting back on his heels with hands behind his back, watching Liam run the rope through his hands. Skye was incredibly focused on the rope, but that was going to change. By the time Liam was done, Skye would be focused one hundred percent on him, nothing
else.Liam took a moment to strip down to his boxer
briefs and then climbed onto the bed with his lover. Skye's gaze was locked on him, his head turning to follow Liam with his eyes as Liam moved around behind him. Liam tapped his cheek lightly with the coiled rope.
"Payattention, myown,"he said witha smile. Skye gave him one in return. "I'm
